This is a true story that happened to me right after my divorce. I'm hoping she returns, but maybe that will be a story for next year. Enjoy.
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Since my divorce I've encountered women everywhere that are either in a similar situation I was in, or are still in one. My situation was, that my spouse just stopped liking sex, no its not me, just one of those things that happen to some marriages. Right after my divorce I moved back to Texas, wasn't looking forward to the lonely holidays, because of being away from my kids. Halloween was the first holiday to come along, after the move and divorce, if I'd known things were going to be like this, I'd not been so down about the holidays.
I moved into a neighborhood that had quite a few families in it. One I like the quietness of the streets at night, and not having to worry about loud parties at all hours of the night and day. I decorated the house moderately for Halloween, I've never been one to spoil the fun of children just because I'm going through personal issues. I bought a lot of candy and some silly toys for the kids, and patiently waited for the trick or treaters to start showing.
Just about dusk, I got the first doorbell of the night, I got up and turned on the CD player next to the door, I had it timed just right for as I opened the door, a blood curdling scream came out from behind me, making the kids waiting jump. I'm not a tall man, but a big man, barrel chested and still fairly massive from my weight lifting days. I was dressed in a black hooded robe, I'd changed the front porch light to a black light and had painted my face in some paint that only is seen under a black light. So as I swung the door open suddenly, the scream and the appearance of me and my glowing face, (it looked kinda like a glowing skull), the kids screamed bloody murder, one actually turned and ran back to his parents waiting at the curb. Once the initial scare was over, the kids started laughing, I handed out the candy and toys, wishing them all a Happy Halloween. This continued off and on through out the night, actually I was a little disappointed in that there weren't more showing up.
At a little past 10, I hadn't had anyone show up for almost 30 minutes, and was about to turn off the front light when the door bell rang again. I turned on the CD, waited, then swung the door up quickly, but instead of trick or treaters waiting, was the most beautiful woman I'd seen in a very long time. She jumped a little, then giggled, her giggle alone made my dick twitch. She was a vision of anything but Halloween, she was about 5' 2", very small, very petite, her long flowing blonde hair reached to almost the bottom of her buttocks. Her eyes even in the black light, I could tell were almost an ice blue, her mouth was small and pouty, I was truly amazed. My cock started to twitch and rise. When the woman saw my puzzled look, she giggled and tried to explain. "I'm sorry to bother you so late, I'd brought my daughter by earlier, and I was watching you with the kids, you are truly amazing. For the rest of the night, all she could talk about was the man in the black robe that scared her so badly. It was the highlight of the night for her and I wanted to come back and say thank you." I smiled and replied, "Oh the pleasure has been all mine, I love kids, and miss mine so much. I did this hoping it'd help me cope with not having them close." She frowned, and I continued. "I'm divorced, and they live in another state with their mother. I only get to see them in the summer."
"How sad, I know that must be hard, on you." And with the word hard, her eyes traveled down towards my crotch, when her eyes met mine again she smiled. I put my hand out and said, "I'm Jerry, you want to come in for some witches brew?" She took my hand, hers was soft and cool, as our hands met, I could feel her trembling. I stepped back to make room for her to enter the house, she entered and I closed the door. Turning she smiled and said, "I'm Terrie."