It was autumn in Oceanview, and Halloween was coming. I knew about Halloween from when my family stayed in Hawaii for a year or two. Kids are supposed to dress up in costumes, and go door to door trick or treating. In small towns in Japan like where we lived, people didn't usually celebrate Halloween in that way, but in big city Tokyo in the Roppongi district, I'd sometimes see people dressed up. After I moved to Oceanview in southern California to go to university, I'd see the decorations in stores, and sometimes people dressed up as witches and vampires and such. I thought it looked cool, but I don't think I did anything for Halloween the first year or two I lived here.
In Oceanview U. on campus, there were posters up all over the place for Halloween parties. My boyfriend Ryosuke suggested we go check some out. Ryosuke is a handsome guy, tanned, tallish, funny. He frosts the tips of his hair, wears sunglasses, has a big friendly smile. He isn't a big dancer, but he was curious I guess to see what kinds of costumes people would wear. He likes meeting new people and kicking back and having a good time. I was curious too. I don't think I'd ever been to a real Halloween party before.
Our university's Japanese Student Union was co-hosting a Halloween party at Leo's, a bar downtown. The poster said they were giving out prizes for the scariest and the sexiest costume. Ryosuke kept joking that I should go for the sexiest costume, but at that point, I wasn't really thinking about entering. I have to say that when I'm fully dressed, I'm not really one of those girls who stands out, who everyone turns to look at when they walk in. I'm more of a girl next door type, bashful, shy, a bit skittish in new situations. I have canines, a flat nose, a clear complexion, shiny long black hair which I tie back or do up in a ponytail or a bun. Some people say I'm cute. Ryosuke says it was the way my eyes twinkle when I'm happy that first got his attention. I kind of like being able to blend in, to fade into the background, and only catch a guy's eye when I want to. I end up getting more of a reaction that way when I do want to turn some heads.
I did ask my friends what they were planning to wear. My best friend Satomi was going as a witch. Satomi has an even milkier complexion than mine, more white than pink. She loves to do this surprised look—"ohmigod!"—even when she is not really surprised.
Ryosuke's cousin, Asuna had bought a pair of devil's horns to put on her head. Asuna looks a bit like an elven princess with these big sparkly eyes, straight black hair. Her ears aren't pointy, but it wouldn't surprise me if they were. She's got a cute little button nose too.
Yuko, a sexy teaching assistant who had once worked as a cosplay model, was going all out. She's tall with long flowing hair, and fairly heavy make-up, more of a tart than an ingenue. She showed me a picture of her costume, this really cute pirate wench look. It was a shoulder-less mini-dress with a frilly white collar and a light blue sash wrapped around her waist. It looked cool.
I started shopping around for a costume of my own. Downtown, I found this retro shop which sells things like black lights and glow-in-the-dark wall hangings. In the back, they had kung fu suits, pajamas and Asian attire. The clerk, a Chinese American man in his twenties, came back to see if I had any questions. What caught my eye most was this beautiful red Chinese mini-dress, a qipao I guess it's called. The embroidery was gorgeous with pussy willows floating on a pond. The red material shone like silk, and it had a slit running up up each hip! It looked like something a dragon lady would wear in one of those old time movies—sexy, exotic, dangerous.
I tried it on in the change booth, and checked myself in the mirror. It looked good, long enough at the front, but the hem was so short you could see my panties at the back, the curve where my butt cheeks swerve out. I showed my outfit to the clerk, and he just said I looked great. I checked some of the other dresses they had, but I ended up buying the qipao anyway. I could wear a coat over it, and bring something else to change into if it didn't work out.
Ryosuke was in a funny mood the night of the party. I thought maybe he would perk up once he saw my dress. He did look mildly pleased when I took off my coat, but there were a whole bunch of other girls there in sexy outfits. My friend Yuuki was dressed up as a nurse in a uniform that showed off her bare shoulders. She's a cute girl too, but her dyed blonde hair and spray-on tan is probably something I wouldn't do. I like a more natural look. This other girl was dressed as a cheerleader and another as a burlesque stripper with a garter on her thigh. One of the cutest girls was dressed in a frilly white shoulder-less blouse with a Swiss Alps apron dress over top and a kerchief in her hair.
Tired of watching Ryosuke ogle these other girls, I went off to the washroom to see if I could spice up my own outfit somehow. I checked myself out in the mirror. I looked sexy I think, my breasts pushing hard on the top part. The qipao hugged the curve of my hips further down with some thigh showing at the slits. I turned around, and checked out my backside in the mirror.
Maybe my panties are the problem. They were cute enough, a thick white stretch cotton with a bow at the front, but they had these seams at the back between my legs. I wouldn't normally consider this, but what with all the girls dressed up so sexy, I began to wonder if maybe I could get away with taking off my panties for a bit. I know Ryosuke likes it when I do this. It does feel pretty naughty even if people can't see. I'd have to figure out a way of showing Ryosuke my bare bottom without tipping other people off. I practiced in the mirror a bit, straightening my back to either hide or show off my derriere. Once I thought I had it down, I slid off my panties, and hid them away in my purse. It felt kind of invigorating to be free of them.
I took another peek in the mirror. I had no tan lines at the time. My bottom was all pink, fit, compact, appealing to people who like that kind of thing.
When I came back out, the cool air nipped at my pussy getting me all excited. My whole body started tingling. The feeling was really starting to get my juices flowing.
I felt anxious though with so many people buzzing around. I inched forward, finally getting up enough nerve to come out all the way to the pool table, trying to catch Ryosuke's eye. He was stuck talking with some guy. I kind of wanted to turn around, and show him what a naughty girl I was being, get him interested, but the problem was there were all these other horny guys around me, already staring at my bare thighs. I was glad they liked my outfit, but I hadn't really planned on showing them my delicate hiney.
This one guy Margas came up to me. I didn't know him so well, but I'd seen him around. He's fairly clean cut and well dressed and everything, but he also seems to be quite the ladies man, hitting on practically every girl in the place. I think he is Afghani or something, but very Americanized.
"Hey, Emi, nice costume!" he yelled over the music.
"Thanks," I nodded. I was vaguely hoping that Ryosuke would get jealous seeing Margas hit on me, but in my vulnerable state with my dress kind of billowing up, I shouldn't get too involved. I eventually ran away to the table where Satomi and Asuna were standing. I couldn't really sit down without flashing my pussy, so I stood there, trying to calm my frazzled nerves. It was so hard though to be a good girl with my hello kitty tingling away. I don't know what it was, but I was really starting to get embarrassed and horny. I was probably blushing something fierce.
Satomi gave me a strange look. Margas was still eyeing me, but I don't think he'd realized I was pantiless. He seemed pretty drunk. He came over, and tried to hit on me some more, but I didn't respond, so eventually, he headed off to hit on some other girl.
Once Margas left, I slid around to the back of the girl's table against the wall. I was trying to find a place where Ryosuke would be able to see me, but Margas or whoever wouldn't. I maneuvered back and forth, looking for a break in the crowd, trying to find exactly the right angle. It was hard to tell for sure, but when I thought I'd found it, I started to experiment, test the waters. I'd lean forward just a bit, pulling up my dress, till people could probably see my bare butt cheeks. It was so exciting!
It looked like Ryosuke might come over, but he was still talking to that guy. Whenever he looked over this way, I'd try to time it right, and give him a little peek at my bare derriere. I was kind of worried other people would notice first. Satomi nudged me to sit down. I don't think she'd realized I was commando, but anyway, she's always razzing me about something or other.
