You arrive home and find a flyer on your door. It's advertising a Hallowe'en party in the next town. You start to toss it into the trash. After all, you don't have time for such things as parties. Besides, you probably wouldn't know anyone there. But something on the flyer gets your attention before you can throw it out. It says "Adult Hallowe'en Costume Party." It occurs to you that it's been a long time since you've spent any amount of time with just adult company, so you hang on to the flyer. It's a week away, so you have time to make up your mind.
You spend your days dealing with children from infant to teens. Adult conversation and interaction is something that's severely lacking in your day to day life. You go through the next few days as usual, but the party keeps popping into your mind. You even go so far as to consider possible costumes you could put together. You're still sure that there's no chance that you could get away for the evening. You have too many responsibilities. But you can't stop thinking about the party.
Finally, it's Saturday and tonight's the party that's been nagging you all week. You decide that you deserve an evening out. You can go to the party, maybe meet a new friend or two, and go home. Not a big deal. And you've earned some 'me' time for a change. Now, to figure out which costume idea would work best. You're sure that you won't know anyone there, so you decide to get just a little daring. Nothing too risque, but something that lets you let your hair down a bit. You decide on an Elvira costume. You put on a push-up bra which presses your breasts up and together, providing plenty of cleavage without showing too much. Just enough to be noticed. You put on a long black dress that fits your curves and accentuates that you're definitely female. Then, to add to the feeling, you decide on a garter and hose rather than pantyhose. It's going to be only adults, after all. Then, on a last minute impulse, you decide to leave your panties off. It's completely out of character for you but you're the only one who'll know and it just feels sexy to have such a secret. You're wearing a long, flowing dress so there's not even a chance of someone seeing your knees, let alone anything that might be missing from up higher. The last touch is, of course, a long black wig. Then you put on your makeup. Chances are nobody would recognize you, anyway.
Even after you've dressed, you are uncertain if you really want to go to the party. But after putting on the Elvira look, you decide that you can't waste it now. So you head out the door and to the next town. You know exactly where it's going to be because over the past week you've driven past it a couple of times just out of curiosity while you were on your regular errands. Deliberately, you leave home so that you will arrive about an hour after the party starts. That way, if you notice there are no cars there yet, you don't have to stop. You're surprised to find that there are a couple of dozen cars already parked when you arrive. You're still nervous about going to a party where you don't know anyone, but you decide to park anyway. You sit in your car for a few minutes asking yourself "What am i doing? I don't have time to go to a party." But, you're here. You're dressed in costume. Tonight, you are Elvira, Mistress of the Dark. You go up to the door.
It's an unusually warm night for late October and the front door is open so you go on in. You're immediately greeted by a woman dressed as Jeannie from the TV show "I Dream of Jeannie." The second thing that you notice is that her top is virtually sheer. You get a glimpse of her nipples standing out as she welcomes you to her party. She introduces herself as Julie and tells you to come on in and enjoy yourself. She offers you a drink and you ask for just a soda for now. She leads you to the kitchen and hands you a glass of soda.
There are a few people standing around the kitchen, all in costume. One is dressed as a nurse, in a very short outfit and showing lots of cleavage. There's a man dressed as Zorro with his shirt unbuttoned almost to his waist and showing that he obviously works out and keeps himself in shape. For just a moment, you're tempted to just reach over and run your hand down his muscled chest. The other person, another woman, is in a pirate costume. She's wearing short shorts and a halter tied up under her obviously plentiful breasts. She reaches out and touches your arm while expressing how much she loves your costume.
It's just dawned on you that what you thought was simply a party for grownups is literally an "adult" party. This gives you two distinct feelings: One, you're a bit nervous having never been in this type of environment before. Two, you feel an unusual tingle low in your body as you realize exactly what might be going on in other rooms of this house. You consider just leaving, but decide to stay and satisfy a bit of curiosity. You've heard of adult themed parties before but had never been brave enough to actually attend one. You're here, so you might as well look around. You can just see what it's like without having to participate in anything at all. The three people in the kitchen all told you their names, but you were too distracted to catch what they were. And you didn't notice that Julie had just introduced you as Elvira, since you hadn't given your name. That seems just fine to you. You can just be known as Elvira for the night.
As you enter the living room, you notice that there's a crowd around the center of the room. You also notice that most of the costumes don't cover up much at all. Most of the women are either in very short skirts or simply in lingerie. The men are equally attired in revealing and sexy outfits such as a Scotsman in a kilt, Tarzan in just a loin cloth, and a Spiderman whose costume leaves very little to the imagination. As you get closer, you see what everyone is looking at: There's a couple in the middle of the room and she is stroking him as she's running her tongue along his hard shaft. This completely surprises you. You're embarrassed, but also fascinated that this could actually be happening in front of you. You've never thought of yourself as a voyeur, but you can't pull your eyes from the show in front of you. You find that your body is reacting to the view. And you look at the others around you, wondering what they're thinking. The thought crosses your mind "Do they know what I'm feeling?" You notice that no one is looking at you, they're mostly enjoying the show. You do notice that one couple is standing with the woman in front of the man and that he has his arms around her and is openly fondling her breasts. It's obvious that he's rubbing himself against her barely covered ass. Neither seems to care that they're in a group of people and that some, at least, don't even know them. Then you realize that might be why they're not concerned about it. Perhaps, like you, no one at the party knows them.
You go back to watching the couple in the middle of the room. She's continuing, now taking him into her mouth. She's in a costume as Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. Her skirt reaches almost to her knees, but as she leans over the man sitting in front of her, the skirt lifts in the back. It looks like she might even be raising her ass higher than necessary just so that it will raise her skirt. She seems to be enjoying knowing that she's being watched as much as she is enjoying what she's doing to the man.
