I was thrilled about attending Eric's Halloween party. I went through some catalogs to get some ideas, decided which one I could make with the garb I already had, and got to work. I still had plenty of time to put it together and do any sewing necessary. It was going to be epic.
About a week before the party, I told Willy to stay in the living room while I put on my costume for his review. He obliged, and I got to work.
First, a nice hot shower and some moisturizer. Then, I began with the fishnet stockings and garter belt. I put the thong panties over the belt, hoping that they might get removed at some point. Then the corset. I have several, but this one was my favorite. It laced in the front, which was useful. The cups were designed to push my boobs together and support them from beneath but left them completely uncovered. I took a look at myself in the mirror and felt a thrill of excitement. This would be great fun.
Next I put on the mini skirt. I made adjustments all week, every time getting a bit shorter. I secured it around my hips, and checked in the mirror. For a test, I waked up to the other side of the bedroom and walked toward the mirror. Another shiver of excitement ran through me as I congratulated myself on the perfect length. Every step played peek-a-boo with my tiny black thong. I turned quick to see by rear as I walked away, and got the same effect.
Then for my face. I sat at the vanity mirror, dried my hair and fluffed it up with some quick curls. I think that alone made me look five years younger. Then I put on my makeup, a little extra blush to give me that cute factor, the eyeshadow my honey loves so much, and then some freckles on my cheeks and the bridge of my nose. I thought I could pass for sixteen again.
The last bit was my cape and hood. I put on the cape, clasped at the throat with a decorative pin, and adjusted how it draped down just far enough to cover my exposed breasts. I took a final look in the mirror, and I had a little quiver in my sex. I looked so young and cute, yet over-the-top sexy. I really hoped the boys would be up for an after party.
On with my fuck-me pumps, and I did one final check to make sure everything was just right, then I stepped out to the living room.
I froze. Willy surprised me with a costume of his own. He was the Wolf from Into the Woods. A gray suit with a fur collar, a fedora with wolf ears, a wolf tail, and he even managed a sloppy attempt at Johnny Depp eyeliner. He looked great!
"Wow!" I exclaimed. "You look fantastic!"
He was still devouring me with his eyes when he finally found his voice and growled at me, wolf like. "Grrr... you look good enough to eat, little girl."
I giggled and spun around so he could appreciate the rest. "Do you like it?"
"If it's attention you're after, you might get more than you bargained for." He warned me.
"That's the idea, anyway." I swept up to him and slipped into his arms. "Maybe, if you're okay with it, we can stay late and... Lil Red can get into some trouble with some big bad wolves?"
"You know this is a Halloween party. Late might be two or three in the morning."
I shrugged. "It's a Saturday. I'll take a nap in the afternoon." I playfully petted his fur collar. "And maybe you should too, so you can be there for me the whole time... if it happens, I mean."
He moved me back to arm's length and looked me up and down. "If they know what you're hoping for, it will definitely happen."
"Good." I giggled and flipped the skirt as I turned and scooted back to the bedroom. And what sort of big bad wolf would my honey be if he didn't give chase? He was on me in a flash, and I got to see how my costume would work during a nice ravishing. In a word, Perfectly.
The day of the party arrived, and I was a bundle of nerves again. I made a few last minute adjustments to the costume to make it a bit more comfortable to wear for hours, and a bit easier to remove as well. Then I fussed over Willy's wolf costume too, wanting everything to be perfect. But, as we all know, things don't always go as planned.
We arrived at Eric's a little before nine. There were four cars parked on the driveway, and many more on the street. We were greeted at the door by Gus in a pirate costume, who took one look at me and just froze. "Holy shit, Lisa. You look amazing." He finally choked out.
He shook hands with Willy and pointed us to the living room where most of the activity was drifting out the back to the patio. We met with Henry on the way, and he had himself a very sexy Roman goddess in a toga hanging on his arm. He introduced her as Nancy, and we proceeded outside.
Eric met us with a warm welcome, drinking in the sight of Little Red. He then took us both in his arms and pulled us close to speak quietly. "First of all, you look fantastic." He said mostly to me. "But I have a favor to ask."
"Anything." I said with more than a little touch of sex-appeal. "Anything at all."
"I have a girlfriend, and things are... getting serious. I was going to call you about it, but one thing after another and..." he shrugged. "Anyway. Lisa. You know I love being one of your 'special friends', but... I'm afraid I'll have to resign as Boy Toy."
"Ohhh..." I pouted. "I mean, I'm really happy for you. I am, but, Ohhh..."
"Yeah, and I think Henry has the same situation too." He added.
"Ohhh!" I huffed and stomped a foot. "Again. Happy for him, but..." I sighed and looked up at Willy.
He smiled and shrugged. "Had to end some time." He said.
I nodded, though still not happy about it. Eric and Henry were the two eldest, and to be honest, they were almost old enough to be my father. But they had the two nicest cocks of the bunch, with the exception of Sam, I guess. His was a delight. "It's fine. I still have four boy toys." I sighed.
Eric chuckled. "Anyway. I would really appreciate if you don't let on about our previous encounters and relationship. Linda just thinks you're good friends."
"Of course." We both said.
We asked about his new girlfriend, chatted a little about the party, then he was off to play host again.
"Oh, rats!" I pouted.
"Babe, you still have plenty of lovers to keep you satisfied." Willy snickered.
"Oh, not that." I said sadly. "I got all dressed up for..." I lowed my voice. "for a good gangbang, and now the host of the place is out of the picture." She huffed. "Seems like such a waste, don't you think?"
He snickered again. "You're a spoiled little slut." He said. "Lets just have some fun anyway."
I nodded. "I know I am a spoiled little slut. That was your doing." I cuddled up close. "And yes. We're going to have fun. Come on. Let's do some flirting."
Sometimes we like to play flirting games. We come in together, start the night mingling together, then go our separate ways to see who comes over to flirt. Personally, I love all the attention. And Willy gets a kick out of it too. He says it's kind of hot watching guys trying to hit on me. Well, in this costume, I was expecting some serious flirting to happen.
It all started off very much as expected. We went around together, till everyone knew we were a couple, then Willy went off to get us drinks, and I wandered into the living room. A quick assessment said I was in the right place. There were three guys chatting together in a group, two more on a sofa, and one woman paired up with one of those.
I went to the shelves, found Eric's music collection, and purposely bent over to check out his selection. I knew the three guys behind me would get a wonderful view of my thong panties and most of my bare ass. Someone came up behind me, and I was grinning like a cat.
"You're Lisa. Right?" A woman said.
I turned and found Cleopatra standing there. She had the wig for the hair, the Egyptian Nile crown, a halter top in shimmering gold that covered each of her rather impressive boobs, leaving the middle bare, and a matching skirt that had a thin strip draped down her front, another over her rear, and nothing on the sides that showed off her enviably long legs.
"Yes., I am." I said and lifted a smile at her.
"I'm Linda. Eric's girlfriend." She smiled and we shook hands.
"Oh, it's really nice to meet you." I said. "I love your costume!"
She smiled. "Yours is quite... eye catching." She said.
I blushed. "Oh, yeah." I suddenly felt a little awkward. In comparison to everyone else here, I was the only one who went the slutty costume route. Everyone else was just mundane or tastefully sexy.
"Oh, Nancy!" Linda called.
The sexy Roman goddess came over in her little white toga and white stiletto heels. She looked me up and down and lifted a brow. "Hello. Who's this?"
"This is Lisa." Linda said with a little nod.
