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Mary wasn't always different; she used to be the proverbial girl next door. She would never go beyond a kiss at the end of a date, nor would she allow herself more than one drink a night. Her mother had always said, "Give a man an inch and he will jump in your pants." As such, all through college her nickname had been "Mary Goody Two Shoes." None of that bothered her; she was saving herself for "Mister Right."
"Mister Right" didn't come along until she had been out of college for a few years. He was an accountant and had met her one night while she was out with her friend Julie after work. They hit it off right away, the shy way he came over to say hello to her made her heart melt. After Julie had left, she stayed at the bar and talked with him all night. Of course, being the gentleman he was, they both drank only cokes after she explained about her drinking rule.
James, as "Mister Right" was called, would meet her every night at the bar after work and talk, sometimes they would walk around town. As they walked and talked they would hold hands as long as Mary had to take his hand in hers first. After a month, she let him walk her home to her apartment but not inside. Again, making the first move she kissed him tenderly on the cheek and told him how wonderful a time she had had. As she closed the door she smiled and said to herself "This is the one!" His blush and stammering reply of how good a time he had clinched it for her.
Every day at work Julie would pester her about how things went the night before. When Mary told her about kissing him on the cheek Julie held her hands to her face in mock surprise and said, "Well, I do declare!" She laughed and then added, "So did you go to bed with him?"
"Of course not!" Mary replied. Later that day, she got an email telling her about the company Halloween party. It gave directions to the local conference center and added that the best costume would win one thousand dollars, while the worse would win one dollar. To be allowed entry each person would have to be in costume.
After work Julie and she sat in the bar talking about the party when Mary said, "I don't know what to wear. What are you going as?"
"I think a cheerleader." Julie replied. She saw James come up and nodded to him as he sat down. "I know, you could go as Little Bo Peep and James here as your sheep."
James glowered but did not reply as Julie laughed and even Mary smiled. Looking at her he asked, "What is she talking about?" As Mary explained about the one-thousand-dollar best costume prize, he nodded. Blushing a bit, he said, "I have an idea, if you trust me."
Mary took his hand and said tenderly, "Of course I do darling."
Julie rolled her eyes and finished her beer, "I got to go." She leaned down and whispered in Mary's ear, "Watch yourself kid, he's too good to be true."
Once Julie had left, James asked her what size shoes she wore.
"Why?"
"For the costume," He replied.
Mary told him and then said, "So what is your idea?"
James smiled, "It's a surprise."
Mary looked at him and nodded, "Ok, but when do I see it?"
"How about when I come over and pick you up for the party? You can change into it and we can go together." James made a crossing motion with his hand, "I promise no funny stuff."
Mary smiled and said, "I believe you." Though Mary wanted to know, she never brought up the subject again to James.
Finally, the night of the party arrived and promptly at six pm James arrived at her door. In his hands was a pair of boxes and a shopping bag. "Ready to win big tonight?" he asked with a smile as he handed Mary the boxes.
Opening the top box, Mary found a pair of black lace up knee high platform boots. The platforms on the boots were at least two inches and heels pushed them up to seven. Setting them to the side with doubt gowning inside her Mary opened the other box. Inside she found what looked like a pile of rubber. Looking up at him in confusion she said, "I don't understand."
James blushed, "The point of a costume party is to look as different as possible from you." He gestured at the boxes, "What is more different then a dominatrix and her slave?" He gulped, "If that doesn't work then at ten pm we can trade places and try the Master and his slave route." He lifted the bag in his hand, "I also got a dog collar, leash, a pair of masks for us, and some hair spray so you can frizz your hair."
If anyone else had asked her, Mary would have said no. However, James was so sweet, and she did say she trusted him. The least she could do was try it on. "Okay." She said and took the two boxes to the bathroom to change.
Stripping out of her clothes she found that the box contained a bra, panties, stockings, shoulder length gloves and a garter belt. Everything was made from black latex and the scent of it drove her wild. Never had Mary smelled something that excited her. It was like how women responded to those commercials for the men's body wash, "Hatchet." Stripping her panties and bra off she put them on first. While they felt nice and confining, they didn't do as much for her as the smell of them did.
Pulling them off she giggled to herself as she opened the bottom drawer on the sink cabinet. Inside was her travel kit and a small bottle of lube. Just because she didn't go to bed with anyone, didn't mean she didn't masturbate. She lubed her breasts and mound before pulling on the panties and bra. God the feeling was as intoxicating as the scent was. Every move she made, the latex slid a little over her body, caressing it.
Doing the same to her legs, Mary then pulled up the stockings and almost mewed in pleasure as the latex slid over her body as she slid the gloves on. The final part was the garter belt which she put on and attached to the stockings. Sitting on the toilet she pulled and laced the boots on. Standing Mary looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was flushed, and she could see a hint of her rock hard nipples poking through the latex bra.
Exiting the bathroom Mary was glad that the boots held her ankles tightly. Otherwise she would have fallen at the first step. Walking out into the living room she found James dressed in a pair of black latex shorts, collar, and mask. He was holding one end of the leash while the other was attached to his collar. Walking up to him she spun around slowly and said, "What do you think?"
James blush and growing erection in the latex shorts was all the answer she needed. Taking the hair spray she walked back to the bathroom. "Give me five minutes," she called out to him.
Mary felt naughty wearing the latex but loved it. It was for a party and she wanted to make sure she won the money. Spraying her hair, she teased it out until it framed her face like a halo. She then applied her makeup including heavy black mascara and ruby red lipstick. She didn't need to add any blush because with every movement the latex covering her mound and breasts added to her excitement. Holding her hands to her nose she took a long sniff and moaned in pleasure before heading out to James and the party.
