The Masquerade
My wife and I had been planning to go to one of those masked costume parties for quite a while. It's one of those parties where everyone is given a card that is used to list their guesses to who is in what costume. The person with the most correct guesses at the end of the night wins a $5000 prize. When you work for a company as big as I do it's not easy to know everyone, let alone when they're trying to conceal who they are.
Valerie (my wife) and I decide to try and win the prize. We know some people will be easier to identify because of their voices, and who they gather with. So we agreed to not saying a word the entire night and not sticking together as much as we normally do at parties.
Valerie knows I'm going as a werewolf and I know she's going as sexy Thelma from Scooby Doo. Between makeup, fake hair, taller shoes and a partial mask the only way I can tell it's Valerie is from her round ass. What Valerie didn't know was that I had other plans for the evening altogether.
On the way to the party we discussed maybe getting a hotel as it was our first night out since we had our son (with her parents) and we'd probably both be drinking a but too much to drive. It wasn't set in stone, but I agreed to not drink just in case we decided to head home instead. It was our first time out without the baby so my expectations were not high.
We arrived at the venue about ten minutes after eight. It was much nicer than I was expecting and there were quite a few more people than we expected. She went in and I followed about five minutes after so that people couldn't pin us together and guess who we were. People were mostly looking at the fancy art on the walls and having appetizers. Once the staff had started passing out drinks some of the people were talking as if they weren't even trying to win anymore.
I saw some people that I could identify, and I even saw Valerie a few times from across the room. Things started loosening up once the wine had been out for a half hour or so and the Champagne started to come out.
I was headed to the restroom when I saw my coworker Sean enter. Sean is an inch or two taller than me and a little thinner. He's a good looking young guy with a very promising future. I knew it was Sean because he came as Cesar as we agreed. Once he noticed me we nodded and headed to the restroom together.
"Are you ready" I asked. "Of course" he said. I had noticed Sean noticing my wife a few times before and I knew he was up for it. I also knew that he's definitely my wife's type. Sean and I swapped costumes and we were the only ones that knew. I mean he's a little taller than me, but the mask covered his entire head, it would still be hard to tell.
About an hour had passed when the music started and people gradually made their way to the dance floor. I could see Valerie had a light buzz, and I could also see that it was a common theme in the building. The lights slowly dimmed until it basically became a nightclub. Strobe lights and lasers started and the music got louder.
Valerie has always loved to dance, and she's known about my fantasy for a while but she's just a really shy person. Maybe her costume and a few drinks will make her come out of her shell a little bit. I know it's helped me, I'm not a dancer but as someone else I could do it with less embarrassment. Maybe she'll dance dirty with someone else, maybe she'll dance dirty with who she thinks is me.
Surely it didn't take long to see her dancing with Sean, after all it might draw suspicion to avoid each other all night. I made my way over to them on the dance floor to just be friendly when she actually began to dance with me. Keep in mind that no one knows who anyone else is. Valerie thinks I'm a werewolf but only Sean and I know any different. She began moving into me, her soft ass was pushing on me. I didn't know until then she was either wearing a thong or no panties at all. I could tell she thought she was giving me a treat by teasing me with another man, but she was actually dancing with me and didn't know it. I began to get erect, I know she could feel it as she pushed harder into me while we danced. I was so turned on that I almost pulled her aside and made love to her in the car. It had been months since we had sex and she was about to make me cum on the dance floor when the song ended and she went back to Sean.
I had to get a glass of cold water to calm down. I was so nervous I was literally shaking. I was jealous, horny, nervous and excited.
It had been about an hour when I found her again so I made my way over. I could tell they had been dancing the same way we just were. Valerie pulled me over and danced in-between the two of us. It was basically a threesome right there on the floor. I could feel her large bare breasts underneath her orange sweater.
Had she been rubbing them on Sean? Could she tell it wasn't me? Did she know what she was doing? Not knowing was torture for me.
There was one more song of us dancing like this when she finally pulled Sean away, again thinking it was me. Was this it? Was it finally happening?
Valerie has always loved to have sex in a public place so I knew this would be irresistible for her. The two of them made their way to a more secluded part of the darkened building where there was no foot traffic, and no staff. There would be no other reason people would go there.
It was at the end of a long dark hallway. I couldn't see anything so I can only imagine what was happening. I know what I hoped, but I didn't know for sure. The music was still pretty loud from where I was standing but I could hear their heavy breathing. Was this it? Was my fantasy finally coming true after years of begging? Was another mans cock penetrating my wife's wet pussy? Its been months for her and I can tell she was ready to fuck, but are they actually doing it?
As I inch closer I begin to hear movement and light moaning. My heart is beating a thousand miles an hour as I step lightly towards them. I can feel my hands sweating when I hear my wife say, "don't take it all the way off". I had no idea what she was talking about when I can begin to hear what sounds like the movement of her ass and thighs in her skirt. I can tell by those sounds that she's riding him on a long couch I saw in the hallway earlier as I walked around. I can hear her moans and the sound of her wet pussy as she moves against him harder and quicker.
"You like it when I dance dirty with other men" She says. "Yeah, I'm so bad. Why don't you fuck me harder before I go have that stranger do it instead". I can hear that she's not going to last long as horny as she is, but she's really doing it. She's fucking another man, and she doesn't even know it.
"Oh fuck, you feel so big Chris!" "Is my pussy too tight? This is what happens when you don't fuck your wife for three months". "Oh, I'm cumming. Fill me up baby. Oh, oh, ohhhhh".
It's still pitch black, and I can hear the music die down a bit. My pants are full of precum at this point when I hear Valerie say, "Oh my god there's so much, it's going to ruin these panties". "Maybe we'll have to empty you more often, it's running down my leg!". I can hear their footsteps as they casually and unknowingly walk right passed me back to the party.
Sean not only just satisfied my wife, but he didn't even wear a condom and probably just blew more cum into my wife than I ever have. The whole scene was probably only about 10-15 minutes max, but it felt like forever and my wife has always loved quickies.
We ended up switching back into our original costumes before anyone noticed. I assured him that we were good and that I hope he had a good time when he tells me it was actually his first time ever. My eyes shot open and I played it off as if it was a joke. "No, it was really my first time, I was a virgin a few hours ago". "Thank you so much for letting me do that with Val!". (I thought to myself that is just happened a few minutes ago, but made no comment) I told him she'd probably enjoy it more knowing that and laughed as we rejoined the party.
