My wife of 24 years looked great as she slid her costume over her full breasts and nice round ass. She knew how to accentuate the positive. I knew no one would have any problem identifying her at the party. The small mask she wore simply made her look a little mysterious, but her smile and figure gave her away.
I placed my hand on her breast and squeezed a little. She captivated me still. As so often happened lately, she rejected my advances. In fact, she may as well have thrown a pail of cold water on me!
"Ted, please keep your hands to yourself! I do not want my outfit all messed up. Just get ready, would you?" Becky demanded, more than asked.
I thought that when our two kids were grown and on their own, we would be sharing more time and passion. It was not working that way. We both worked and Becky volunteered for several organizations. She seemed to have no time for me, and even less interest. I had heard how middle-aged females' hormones, or lack of same, could diminish their sex drive. Becky was the extreme. I was thankful my right hand was always close by.
I donned my stupid wizard outfit and we left for the party without speaking another word. Becky seemed to prefer it that way.
Linda and Jack were having their annual Halloween party. It started 7 years ago and had grown each year. They had a huge house and decorated it for the holiday. When did Halloween become an actual holiday for adults, I wondered as we waited for the door to open.
Linda opened the door and gave Becky a hug. She was about Becky's height with a few more pounds, mostly in the right places. Linda was always laughing and was a lot of fun to be around. She turned and gave me a hug next.
"You two look great. Becky, the men will want you to serve them tonight! Your beautiful tits will drive these horny guys crazy!" suggested Linda. "French maids would find a lot of employment around here if they looked like you."
Becky laughed at Linda's remark, but I could tell that Becky loved the comment.
Then Goofy walked up to us and hugged Becky. It was difficult to understand what he was saying because his mask had no real place from which to speak.
Finally we realized it was Jack inside the outfit. There was no way of telling if it hadn't been for Linda chuckling at our confusion.
"Jack should be easy to recognize, really. I have said he was goofy for years now. Let me get you folks a drink and you can try to see who else you can recognize," added Linda.
Goofy just bowed and pointed the way. It looked like Jack was not going to be able to converse much this night. Linda and Jack had become our closest friends and we enjoyed them a great deal.
We joined the party chatted with ogres and super heroes of all sizes and shapes. Eventually Becky and I were separated and I knew that would be no concern for her. I was having a few drinks and having a great time.
Around 8:00 I was helping Jack bring more wine and beer from the cellar when his cell phone rang. He quickly removed his Goofy head and answered. The conversation didn't seem to be going his way so I busied myself carrying the beer up to the kitchen.
When I got back to the basement, Jack was scowling.
"The boss wants me to pick up a big client at the airport. If it wasn't such a good job, I would tell the bastard to kiss my sweet ass!" fumed Jack. "As it is, I have to go do it. If the plane is on time, I can dump him off at the hotel and be back by 10:30 or eleven."
"Linda will have my ass for this!" complained Jack. "She keeps telling me to stand up to the boss. Easy for her to say, but if I got fired she would call me the dumbest fuck that ever lived."
"Women love telling men how to handle every situation," I agreed. "They should have to be in our shoes."
Jack looked at me and smiled.
"That is the answer! Ted, do me a big favor?" he asked. "Would you put on the Goofy suit now and then and walk around looking stupid? I have been doing it all night and it isn't hard at all. I will take it off and go out through the cellar door right now. You can sneak down here, put it on and walk around for a few minutes and then come back down and put yours back on. No one will be the wiser!"
I really could not think of a good reason to refuse, except I would be part of a deception. Well, I've done worse, and I had just enough to drink that some dark thoughts came into my head.
"Sure, Jack. No problem. When you get back, put the outfit back on and return to your Goofy self," I joked.
He needed no more encouragement. He peeled the outfit off, stashed it in a cabinet of some sort, and headed out with a wave as he left. I looked at Goofy's head and started chuckling to my self. In another minute I was enjoying the party as Jack aka, Goofy. It was as if I was Jack. I tried to act and walk like him. I was getting into it.
I strolled into the kitchen and saw Linda preparing some snacks.
"Jack, take these into the dining room, would you?" asked Linda. She was dressed as a witch, only wore a short skirt and a low top. I never thought witches looked like that.
I sauntered over to her and squeezed her ass. It felt great. It was a little rounder than Becky's but very shapely. Linda looked to see if anyone was looking and then put my hand on her tits! I was stunned!
"I am casting a spell on you, Goofy," grinned Linda. "You keep your eyes off Becky's big tits and these babies will be yours tonight. You like mine better, don't you?"
I just stood there feeling Linda's tits and getting hard. I nodded my agreement. Linda reached down and patted my newly formed erection.
"I see you do like them! Now get these snacks in there, pervert," insisted Linda as she removed my hand.
I found I could run a straw through a hole in my Goofy head and was able to drink mixed drinks. Usually beer was my poison, but I heard someplace that drinking beer with a straw is not good. Besides, Jack was a mixed drink guy.
