It was nearly October when I received an invitation for my friend's annual Halloween party. I had been so busy I hadn't even given a thought to what I was going to be. Every year she throws this huge party and every year there seem to be more and more people that attend.
Last year I was a witch. Talk about lack of creativity, but it matched my mood at the time. I had just broken up with my boyfriend of 5 years, I had gained 20 pounds, and I wasn't in a festive mood.
This year I was ready to party. I had been working out since the first of the year. I lost 30 pounds, and managed to firm up every inch of my body. I had gotten my belly-button pierced and at 30, I looked good. I wanted a costume that was going to show off my hard work.
Before I knew it, the party rolled around. I looked myself over in the mirror and decided that in my skimpy French maid's costume, I would get a few looks.
I arrived at my girlfriend's house "fashionably" late and the party was already in full-swing. There were so many people there most of whom I had never seen in my life. Quickly I grabbed a drink and slammed it, trying to ease my nerves a bit. Suddenly I felt naked as I prowled the room, looking for a familiar face.
"Jade!" I heard from across the room as someone called my name. It was Jenny, one of my long time friends. She was dressed as a hot little nurse. We laughed at each other's costumes, and tried to decide which one of us was showing more cleavage. We downed a few more margaritas together as we chatted and scanned the room for hot men.
"Stud alert, 10 o'clock" Jenny announced as I turned to see a 1/2 dressed man in leather pants with a bow tie around his neck. As I admired his awesome body I noticed he was looking me over too. Our eyes met, and he winked at me. "I'll be right back Jenny," I said as I started to walk towards him, feeling the effects of all the margaritas I had consumed. Liquid courage, I believe they call it.
"Well hello there" I said as I approached the hunk, staring at his obviously generous package on display through his tight leather pants. "Hi" he replied back with a cat-eating grin on his face.
"So how good are you at cleaning?" he asked me with a smile. I was confused at first, until I realized he was referring to my costume. With a naughty smile I replied "Well, I'm much better at making messes than I am cleaning them up."
Our eyes locked for what seemed like an eternity until he took my hand and began to lead me down the hall. I looked back at my friend Jenny, who had been watching as she gave me two thumbs up. I waved to her as I let him lead me into one of the bathrooms. He shut the door behind us and before In knew it, he had effortlessly lifted me onto the counter top.