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Halloween Night
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Halloween Night If you didn't know, my is on here as FluffyGirlie. We've been shopping around for some time to find her a little girlie playmate, and she's made a few friends, but nothing's really come of it yet. Halloween night is a special time at the local gay bar. It's a great place with awesome dance music, and the decidely hetero are certainly welcome there. We go there occasionally, but more often since we've been shopping around a bit. We had to wait an hour or so to get in the club, but it was almost as fun to watch all the freaky-freakies pass by in their awesome costumes! It was almost like a fetish night, we saw just about everything accept people walking around full-on nude! About 3 times a guy in a long duster and a hankerchief tied around his face like a mask galloped down the street on a , which just too damn awesome for words. There was an abundance of cleavage, short skirts, stiletto heels, and more big baskets than you could shake a stick at. The winner of the costume contest was a guy in a full suit of plate and scale armor that he built himself! One of my buddies decided to come in drag, which was hilarious. The husband of one of our friends showed in dark glassed with blood painted on his cheeks and handcuffs on. We didn't really dress up. It was a great night by all accounts- The wifey shook her ass on the dance floor all night. She was the designated drinker, so I was on bar duty- feeding her drinks as they were demanded. She'd show up, out of breath and red-cheeked, sliding up to me by the pool table and coming awful close to getting us kicked out for PDA. I wasn't complaining, as all the bare flesh and the devil's beat were making for a priapic evening. Now, girls like to dance, right? I am most decidely not a dancer, so I was glad she had her friend there to shake her ass with. What I *didn't* know was that while she was out there in the mist and the flashing lights and the music and the crush of bodies, they were making out like a couple of horny<b> teenagers. </font></b>Turns out my little girlie was getting a little after all, and since being on Affairlook she's become a bit of an alley cat. Now, one of our rules was that I was too uncomfortable with the though of her being with another guy to go full swap yet. She's tested my limits, but she's always pulled back when I've asked her to. Near the end of the evening, she came out and asked me to fetch her a Mai Tai, which (like a dutiful manservant) I was happy to do. She disappeared while I was at the bar, but after paying for the drink with a generous tip, I spied her on the way to the dance floor with the male half of the couple we were with. No problem there, but he wasn't really much of a dancer either. I followed them out to the floor, intending to deliver the drink and dance with her for a while. I followed them deep into the most crowded part of the floor, drink in hand- I was behind the guy, Girlie was leading him by the hand. It turns out they didn't know I was there. Before I knew what was happening, she turned around and locked lips with him, giving him a nice, deep soul kiss. It was quite unexpected, and I was a little confused. I went back to my previous station by the pool tables and sat on one of the benches to try and figure out what was up. She came back out, happy and horny and drunk and sat on my lap. She stuck her tongue in my ear and nibbled on my neck a little, which didn't help my mood much. By then I had pieced it together- she was friends with this guy outside of the club scene- she chats with him on the computer often. It had seemed like this whole trip was a pretext for a clandestine meeting, easy to arrange if you get the hubby to keep bringing drinks so you can make out with your cock on the side. I told her what I saw. "Well, yeah- isn't that okay?" "Well, no." She almost immediately burst into tears, because she had misunderstood the evening and felt like she ruined everything. It turns out I was the one who was wrong- she was drunk and happy and was kissing everybody and having a marvelous time! The evening ended anyway. We were the only ones who knew the real deal, and we ended up working it out. We're now at a point where I can poke fun at her about it, and the other couple are in on the secret. In fact, we're kind of thinking they may end up being swing partners. Life is strange. |
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