This is a story of Allison Kim. Her mother is South Korean while her father is unknown to her. Allison's mother often told her that her father was a white US Army soldier that she married in Korea but separated when Allison was born. Having that said, Allison stood about 5'5" tall, and weighed in about 120 lbs. Light skinned, and somewhat on the thin side, she had attributes not normal of the typical Asian female. She had big hazel eyes; but what really separated her was her stunning body. She had naturally light brown/blondish hair and was quite endowed with full 34C cup breasts that could pass for D cups depending on the cut of the bra and a nice toned butt that wasn't flat. Her measurements would come to a voluptuous 34-26-35. I guess that was from the father's side of the gene pool.
But on with the story...
New Year's Eve, 2022; Allison was ecstatic for this event. Living in NYC has been a big change from her old stomping ground of upstate NY. Allison was older now, having graduated from college with a finance degree and working for human resources for a huge multi-billion dollar investment firm. Still naive at heart, she was still smart enough to navigate through the corporate world that she was now thriving in. She received a package and letter from her old flame, Rob that said this:
"Allison, it has been a minute. I'll be in town for NYE for an event. I would love to see you again. I've included the VIP invite to the event to include you as my plus one. Sincerely, Rob.
P.S. I included something for you to wear. I know you won't mind."
Allison greedily opened the package and while the memories of her old lover came flooding back... as well as flooding herself and moistening her underwear. She opened the box to reveal a stunning pair of Christian Louboutin patent leather over the knee boots (you know, the ones with the red bottoms) and a black mini dress that was mostly sheer around the top with a deep plunge. Allison tried the boots on that fit perfectly and the dress as well. The dress fit perfectly around her chest so that her round and perky C cup breasts would be half exposed, and hugged tightly around her hips. It ended a little below her butt cheeks and when she tried to bend over it would just rise enough so that her now wet pussy could be seen. Allison thought to herself: "Do I even wear anything under this dress?" Allison looked deeper into the box and she saw a silver glitter eye mask with strings so that they would be tied to the back of her head.
"Masquerade!" she screamed out loud.
Allison donned the mask and tied it in the back, under her hair and above her ears. Her long dyed blonde hair flowed over halfway down her back as she looked herself over in the mirror. she couldn't believe how great the outfit looked on her. She was more excited that it was a masquerade party. She couldn't wait to see Rob. It had been too long.
The invite had included an address on the west side.
"Please take the elevator to the 50th floor and look for the #9 for your seating."
This intrigued Allison and only furthered her excitement. She took the rest of the day to prepare herself. She took a nice hot bath to relax herself and to thoroughly clean herself and did her make up nicely. Dark eye makeup to accentuate her big Asian eyes, and firetruck red lipstick. She put on her outfit and marveled at herself in the mirror. She thought she looked amazing and took some pictures of herself in the mirror. She texted one to Rob with "Can't wait to see you xoxo!"
Rob replied back instantly with a "thumbs up and a kissing emoji."
Allison put on her long black trench coat as it was in the lower 30's temperature wise and set her Uber destination. The Uber was pretty close and when she entered the Uber the driver just was in awe of her beauty.
"Jade?" he asked.
"Muhammed?" she replied.
"Yes, Miss Jade. That's me. You are very beautiful tonight. I wished I could go where you're going!" he said.
"Thanks, Muhammed. You're very sweet. Maybe I'll get you a ride back. It's nice to know who my Uber driver is." as she entered and closed her door shut.
Allison still used the alias as Jade in many things. Jade, also being her middle name, has been one of the monikers she's used to using to introduce herself to creepy guys at bars or on the street. Also, it's a good way for her to be discreet. Sitting in the car waiting to arrive at her destination she took a few more selfies in the backseat of the car and posted them to her Tinder. After a few minutes she arrived at her destination. It was a huge glass building that seemed more of a corporate office than an apartment. She approached the building and saw there was a security guard in front checking for the special invites.
"Do you have an invite, miss?" The security guard asked.
He was a towering middle aged black man at 6 '5 ", shaved bald head and wearing a tight black compression shirt that hugged every muscle of his body. The front of his shirt had the word "SECURITY" on front and screamed out every essence of it.
Allison gave the man her invite. The security guard looked it over and opened the door for her.
"Please take the elevators on the right to floor 50. When you step out you will see the numbers on the doors and please step in. Also, please have your mask on and make sure it's tied securely on your head....And have a wonderful night."
"Thank you..." Allison said back as she looked at the name plate pinned to his chest.
"...Marcus."
Allison stepped into the elevator and pressed 50. The elevator whirled down and she stepped in. It was bright and mirrored. She took her mask out of her coat pocket and tired it tightly around under her hair. She even double knotted it to make sure it wouldn't come off. "Ding." The elevator slowed and stopped on the 50th floor. As she stepped out she heard some giggling from some women that were standing in the hallway in front of some doors. They seemed like they knew each other and were engulfed in their own little conversation.
One was a skinny blonde wearing a tight white mini dress with silver sequins and a black sequined face mask to match. The other was brunette with a dark red dress that looked like a ballerina outfit with a red and silver glitter face mask. They both looked at Allison as she stepped off the elevator and gasped at the same time.
"Girl, you look amazing!!!" said the blonde.
"WOW. I thought you looked good, Gina. I stand corrected." said the brunette.
"Thanks!" Allison said to both the girls. "Do you know where #9 is?
"Oh, it's down the hall and around the corner. See you inside!" as the brunette gave a kiss on the cheek to the blonde and walked into the door in front of her.
"Sorry, that was Mabel. And I'm Gina. Nice to meet you! See you inside!" as the blonde disappeared into the next door.
Allison walked down the hall and around the corner. She counted 15 more doors until she walked to #9. She entered the door only to be in a small room the size of a closet. There was a hook to hang her jacket, and a post-it with a 4 digit code "1696