Last night was Halloween, the first Halloween since my wife of 33 years had passed.
A friend of mine had invited me.
I thought about not going, but then I thought back to what my wife had told me.
She had said she wanted me to continue to live life and enjoy myself.
I dressed up as a Pirate, and we all had to wear masks to hind our identities.
There were a lot of people at the party, I got myself a drink and started to mingle. I was going to try and have some fun.
It had been almost 11 months since my wife passed away. She wanted me to live, so here I was at my first party since I became a Widower.
I could almost feel like I was being watched, like there were eyes on me.
That's when I saw her, she was dressed like a female Pirate, and she was walking right towards me.
The first thing she said was copy cat.
I asked her what her name was, but she said, no names, remember.
We danced and drank and were both getting along really well, she seemed very familiar. I must know who see is.
We were both invited by the same person, but with her mask I couldn't figure out who she was.
She was a very sexy Pirate, about 5'6", Brunette, small breasted, and nice buns.
I could tell she was a lot younger than I am, but I never was one to care about age. It doesn't really matter, if you like someone you just do.
We were slow dancing when I got quite a surprise, she reached down between our bodies and pressed her palm against my crotch.