Copyright 2007
Angela finished her Halloween custom by placing a little black paint on the tip of her nose. She was going as a sexy doggie-girl. She had light blue eyeliner and a white paint with black dots around her mouth inside black circular line, which made her face look like a basset hound. Her dirty blonde hair was in pig tail so that they resemble big floppy doggie ears. A black chocker around her neck was the dog collar complete with two metal military style dog tags which read SEXY and GURL.
Completing her sexy costume, Angela went with a catholic school girl theme; because guys love that kind of stuff. She wore a white collared long sleeve shirt covered with a black sweater. She wore a black plaid skirt, white knee high sock with black trim and black slippers for shoes. Angela smiled while looking at her cute self in her completed costumes in the full length mirror. The finishing touch was the light brown dog tail that Angela attached to the back of the skirt, so it would like she had a tail.
Knock, knock.
Perfect timing she thought. Ten O'clock, that had to be Stephanie and Ginger at the door. Stephanie and Ginger were going to pick up Angela at her apartment so that all three could go to the Halloween dance party at Club Saigon together. Angela exited her bedroom to open the front door.
Knock, knock.
Angela opened to door to see her two friends all dressed up in cute costumes as well. Stephanie was dressed up as a devil girl. A black headband with red devil horns held back her shoulder length black hair. Sparkles framed her brown eyes. Stephanie's slim figure filled her low cut red dress. High heal red boots was the perfect naughty girl accent to her custom.
Ginger was dressed as a Japanese geisha, because her recent new favorite movie was Memoirs of a Geisha. Ginger's long red hair was up in a bun with chop sticks to hold it up. Her face was painted white with red lips. She wore a dark blue kimono with white lotus blossoms and sand colored sandals on her feet.
"Hi, girls. Wow, you two look really cute!"
"So do you, Angela. Ready to get some action?" Stephanie laughed. The other two girls responded in laughter.
"Only if the guy is really hunky. This party is going to be so fun." Angela laughed. All three entered the car and Stephanie drove to Club Saigon. Saigon was the newest and coolest dance club in the city. It played techno and rave type music all night and had a big dance floor. Tonight was no different except that the fog machines were on high and all the patrons were in customs. The three girls walked to the big doors and entered into the club. The club was so pack that as the girls made there way to the bar in the back, they got separated.
"Nice Tail." Angela heard this from some where next to her. The remark was followed a light slap to her ass. Angela quickly turned around to see a hunky guy dressed as a fireman. He had a small plastic fireman hat on his head and a plastic red rain coat that revealed his muscular chest and flat six pack. He also was wearing blue jeans and sturdy work boots. When Angela turned around he smirked that showed his pearl white teeth and a twinkle in his eye. Angela immediately fell in love with her fireman. She was no longer angry, but lustful for her fireman.
Angela looked him in the eyes, put her finger on his chest, and scolded. "You can't do that just because you think you are all that. You are going to have to make it up to me."
"I owe you a cranberry and vodka then."
Angela puzzled about how her fireman knew what her favorite drink was. A good guess she thought. "That is a good start, Mr. Fireman." The two made there way back to the bar to get some drink while they made some small chat. The fireman ordered drink after drink. Soon the vodka and music overcame her spirit; she wanted to dance.
"You still owe me to make us even," Angel told her fireman. She grabbed his hand and led him to the dance floor. They dance together. She wiggled her ass against the fireman body as he danced in place while with his hands on her body. They danced their way to the back of the dance floor which was flanked by a wooden colonnade.
The song changed. The overhead lights went out and only the colored laser lights and disco ball lighted the dance floor. They two backed up to the wall and the fireman kissed her on the lips. She kissed back feeling the blood flow through her body; she was starting to get horny. She was still drunk.
While kissing, Angela moved her hand down the fireman chest, down his six-pack abs feeling each one slowly, down to the front of his jean feeling his package. His cock was getting hard. She stopped kissing her fireman, looked him the in eyes with a smile, unbuttoned the top bottom of his jean, unzipped the zipper, and pulled out his cock. Angela was just having some fun. Angela, against the wall and the colonnade, wrapped left leg around his waist and started moving her hips to the beat in the dark.
The fireman's cock became rock hard. He placed his right hand on her hip. He lifted he black plaid skirt and moved her panties to the side. He fingered the outside of her pussy while she was still dancing to the beat. With his hand, the fireman guided his cock into Angela's wet pussy. Angela moaned quietly when the cock touched the inside of her body. With her leg, Angela pulled the fireman closer so that his cock went deeper inside her body.
She quietly moaned as she was being fucked right on the dark and fog filled dance floor. She liked being fucked in public; it was a liberating and exhilarating. The fireman liked it too; he matched her movements with the beat of the techno music. After a few minutes, this feel of perfection was too much for her fireman. Angela was able to feel the fireman's cock tensing up inside her pussy. Angela could feel the fireman's cock relax just a little while he came in her pussy. Angela could feel the fireman's cock start to limp before he pulled out. But Angela continued to dance with her fireman.
Angela stopped dancing for a second and whisper in her fireman's hear, "I hope that you won't be repeating that latter tonight, Minuteman, because I would hate to kick you out of bed." She lightly bit her fireman's ear. She felt up his muscular chest again while he put his cock back into his pants and zipped them away. Angela was very happy.
"You are a naughty little doggie, aren't you," the fireman winked at her.
"Ruff, ruff." They continued to dance in the dark. When the lights came back on at the song change, the two went to back to the bar to get another round of cranberry and vodkas. They drank, chatted, and danced the night away under the color laser lights and smoke until the Saigon closed. Angela followed the fireman back to his car like a lost little puppy wanting to go home. The fireman drove Angela back to her apartment, where she invited him inside for a cup of coffee before he left for the night.
Angela fumbled though her cupboards to find coffee, mugs, sugar, and cream. "I don't know how you like your coffee?" She asked her fireman, who was sitting the kitchen ogling his cute little puppy girl in pig tails and the plaid skirt. "I have Bailey's or Amoretto if you want that in the coffee too?" Angela questioned while putting the water in the coffee machine.