The Halloween Party

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: General Erotica  |  House: Room 501

TO BE FINISHED

Marie announced, “We've been invited to a costume party this Halloween at the Taylor's.

“Sounds okay to me. They always give great parties.”

“Yep,” Marie agreed.

“What costumes should we get?” he wondered.

“How about old west sheriff and a dance hall girl?”

“Fine and I'll get them next year.”

“Deal! I know just the place1.”

She chose the day of the party to unveil the costumes she had gotten. He opened his. “What do you think?”

“When I married you, your family warned me you had a twisted sense of humor.”

“Which one said that?”

“All of them. From your father and mother on down.”

“I thought I would be the sheriff and you would be the dance hall girl. If it was any one but you, they'd be getting their fanny warmed but good!”

“Quit your complaining and sit down. I need to put on your makeup.”

“Makeup too? Damn! What I have to endure for you. If it was anyone but you. . .”

Shush. They wore a lot of makeup, I believe” she said as she applied a heavy foundation.

“Now a touch of rouge and some lipstick. There, that should do it.”

He caught a quick look at himself in the mirror. “Your family was right. You're a pervert!”

“Enough. You'll be the hit of the party.”

“What party? A drag queen party? If it was anyone but you. . .”

At the party, no one said anything demeaning to him.

At the party, one of the first people he encountered was his sister-in-law, Elaine. You look cute tonight. Kyle. Kinda sexy.”

“You knew about this all along, didn't you?”

“Uh huh.”

“You're a pervert, too!”

The party went on until he couldn't stand it anymore. He found Marie. “I'm ready to go home.”

“What's the matter? I thought you might want to stay and talk to your admirers.

“I'll tell you what's the matter. This bra itches like crazy, the panty hose are giving me a wedgie I'll never get over and I am becoming increasingly convinced high heels were originally invented as a torture device.

“Okay. I'll get my purse and you get yours and we'll leave, “ she said as a dig.

“Very funny. If it was anyone but you. . .”

 

 

 


Submitted: February 12, 2021

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