Title: October Thirty-First
one: october 31, 2011
Hayley had loved Halloween when she was kid, but it wasn't until she was in college that it became her favorite holiday. She liked the way it gave her an excuse to dress up in a skimpy costume and show off her extraordinary body. She was a pretty 5'3" brunette smoke-show who didn't need to wear a slutty nurse outfit to turn heads, but she still enjoyed it. Teasing boys came natural to her and showing her assets only made it easier for her.
In her sophomore year of college, she and three friends took a Halloween trip to New Orleans for the voodoo experience that only the Big Easy can provide. Over the course of the next several years, Hayley made it down to New Orleans to celebrate Halloween two more times and even on the years that she didn't make the trip, she never failed to have a good time at local parties. The thirty-first of October was the one night of the year that Hayley allowed her wild-side to go unchecked and act in ways that were outside of her normal behavior. For example, she often flashed her perky little B-cup titties in New Orleans and there were even a couple costumes that she wore to local parties that didn't include panties. Yes, for Hayley, Halloween was the perfect excuse of a holiday for the good girl to become a little bit bad.
It was in 2011, at the age of thirty, that Hayley attended a Halloween party thrown by her friend Michelle and met her eventual husband, Kyle. Kyle's longtime friend and new roommate, Robert, had attended the annual party for the previous two years and in 2011, he insisted that Kyle come along with him. Kyle was fresh out of a relationship and, thinking the party would be a good place to meet girls, accepted the invitation. So, they went to the party together and while Kyle was looking for a girlfriend, Alex was just looking for a piece of pussy.
Hayley was in costume as a naughty schoolgirl with a short plaid skirt and tight white top that hardly covered her tits. The skirt was so short that there was no chance that she could have gone commando, but she had found a pair of tiny plaid cotton panties that matched her skirt. And, she wasn't exactly careful to make sure that guys didn't occasionally get a good look under her skirt. After all, it would have been a shame to go to the trouble of finding the perfect pair of panties and then not show them off... by accident, course.
Like every other guy at the party, Kyle quickly noticed the slutty-looking schoolgirl who seemed to be enjoying the attention she was garnering. When he was introduced to her by a mutual friend, he was happy to have a chance to talk to her. Though it took some effort to keep his eyes from straying to her nipples that were poking out through her top, the conversation flowed naturally. Hayley found him charming and, though they only chatted for a few minutes, there was an immediate chemistry between the two. When Kyle saw an opportunity at the end of the conversation to ask for her phone number, she happily gave it to him. He could hardly believe his luck; in only a half hour, he had hit it off with the hottest girl at the party and she was definitely interested in him.
The party was great and just about everyone was having fun. As expected at a good Halloween party, alcohol played its part and relaxed a lot of inhibitions. Though no further dialog ensued between the two, there were a few times that Hayley caught Kyle's eye. Most notably was when she, while talking in a circle of folks, seemed to adjust her skirt and in the process pulled it up in the back. Kyle was astonished by the sight of Hayley's plump round ass, her little panties covering very little it. Though the magnificent view lasted only a few seconds, it was enough to get the blood pumping to Kyle's cock. For a moment, Kyle thought that she might being pulling up her skirt on purpose just for his benefit, but quickly decided that the picturesque display had simply been a mishap.
It was starting to get late when the most remarkable event of the night occurred. Kyle needed to use the bathroom, but it was occupied. When someone suggest that he use the upstairs bathroom, he made his way up the stairs and opened a door that he assumed was the bathroom door. It was not the bathroom door. It was a bedroom door. When he opened the door, he was greeted by the sight of Hayley bent over the bed with her panties around her knees and Robert giving it to her from behind. As Kyle looked on, Hayley turned her head and their eyes met. He froze like a deer in headlights and she gave him an embarrassed smile while Robert continued to plow her without missing a beat. After watching for a couple seconds longer than he should have, Kyle eventually mumbled "sorry," and then turned and closed the door behind him.
It was about thirty minutes before Robert and Hayley came walking down the stairs. Their return to the party was fairly conspicuous because not a whole lot of people were left. Even freshly fucked, the naughty schoolgirl looked as alluring as ever to Kyle. It simply enhanced the naughty aspect of her costume. She could feel his eyes on her and she made sure to avert his gaze, feeling a little guilty and a whole lot embarrassed. As she turned away, he caught a glimpse of some kind of goo in her hair. For a second, he thought it was cum, but she moved away before he could confirm his suspicion. A moment later, Robert announced that he was ready to leave.
On the drive home that night, Kyle and Robert discussed what had transpired. Robert had always been popular with the ladies, so it didn't come as a complete shock to Kyle that he had ended up coating himself with the naughty schoolgirl's syrup. Still, Kyle had a feeling of disappointment that he was careful not to show his roommate, electing to not even mention that he had talked at all with Hayley.
"How do you always wind up getting the prettiest princess at the ball?" Kyle asked from the passenger's seat.
"She wasn't a princess," Robert replied with a smile, "...that girl was all slut."
"You know what I mean," Kyle proclaimed, "...how do you do it?"
"When I first saw that little schoolgirl, I knew that she was going to spread her legs for somebody tonight," Robert answered "...we only said a few words to each other, but she gave me a look and I knew. When it started to get late, I just waited until she wasn't talking to anybody... and I asked her if she wanted to go upstairs."
"And so just like that, she goes upstairs with you and drops her panties?" Kyle asked, "...girls don't do that for me."
"Well, it can't be just any girl... but some girls will give you a subtle hint if you're looking for it," Robert said, "...that slutty schoolgirl couldn't wait to get fucked, I just made sure I was ready for the opportunity when it presented itself. I took her by the hand, walked upstairs into the bedroom, and started kissing her. When she kissed me back, I put my hand on top of head and pushed down with only a little pressure, but enough to let her know that I expected her to suck my dick."
"Did she do it?" Kyle inquired.
"Of course, she did it," Robert answered, "... and she was good at it. Some girls just go through the motions, some try to do a good job, but only a few really enjoy it. I can tell you, slutty schoolgirl really enjoyed it... it got kind of sloppy and I had to stop her before she wanted to stop. I ended up fucking her in four different positions before I came in her mouth."
"Really," Kyle said, "... I thought I might have seen little bit of cum in her hair."
"Oh wow," Robert replied, "I wasn't sure if anyone would notice. My first spurt landed right across her forehead and some of it got in her hair. When we got up, I tried to get her not to wipe it off. I wanted her to walk downstairs with cum on her face. Of course, she wouldn't have any part of that, but she did, surprisingly, agree to leave it in her hair... telling me it would make for an extra naughty Halloween and even if anybody saw it, they wouldn't know for sure."
two: november-december 2011
Kyle couldn't stop thinking about her. He didn't want to think about her, but that was irrelevant. The image of Hayley in her enticing little outfit that left so little of her to the imagination was tattooed on his brain. He occasionally replayed the short but delightful conversation in his head, but what he thought about much more often was the moment he had found her bent over the bed. He thought he might never forget the look on her face, the gleam in her eye, and her delicate sheepish smile.
For days, Kyle thought about calling Hayley, but he knew that it wasn't a real option. The circumstances surrounding the way that they had met were just too weird for him to give serious consideration to reaching out to her. When he asked himself why thoughts of her refused to abate, he was forced to admit that he had no answer. It had been eight days and she was still frequently on his mind. Still, there was absolutely no way that he could call her. He called her. Without thinking about it, he just dialed the number and didn't completely realize what he had done until he heard her voice on the other end.
"Hi, this is Kyle," he responded after Hayley had answered the phone, "...you gave me your number Halloween night, do you remember?"
"Of course, I remember," she replied, "...I was hoping you'd call, but to be honest, I wasn't counting on it."
"Yeah, I know things were kinda weird, but I still really wanted to talk to you," he said in an unsure tone of voice.
"Look, I want you to know I'm not normally like that," Hayley explained, sounding timid and nervous, "...I just seem to turn into a different person on Halloween. I guess any girl caught in my situation would say the same thing... but it really is true."
"You don't owe me an explanation," Kyle said, "...I'm not judging you for anything."
"I know I don't owe you an explanation, I don't owe anyone an explanation," Hayley said more assuredly than before, "...but I was just hoping it might make you a little more comfortable to ask me out... if that was something you were considering."
From there things took off. They met for lunch the following day, a Sunday, and rediscovered the same chemistry that had been present at their initial meeting. After that, they began seeing each other every day and both quickly realized that they had found love. They didn't have sex for almost three weeks, but still, the relationship grew strong. Hayley wasn't in a hurry to have sex because she thought that she needed to convince Kyle that she really wasn't promiscuous. Kyle didn't feel the need to rush things because he didn't want to appear presumptuous.
When they did finally have sex, it was an exquisite loving-making event that lasted nearly 48 hours. From Friday night till Sunday afternoon, they stayed at Hayley's apartment, remained naked, and hardly got out of bed at all except to eat. Kyle had a bit of a premature ejaculation issue, but each time he made love to Hayley, he was able to last a little longer.
The more time that they spent together, the more Kyle realized that what he had witnessed on Halloween night was truly out of character for the women whom which he was falling in love. On Christmas Eve, he proposed to Hayley and they were married just five months later.
In so many ways, Kyle and Hayley were a perfect fit. They both loved music and they had the same taste in music. They both loved to read and they had the same taste in books. Both were happy were their jobs that provided for a typical American middle-class lifestyle. Neither wanted an extravagant lifestyle and they were in complete agreement about not having kids. They were fond of spending time with friends, but were more than content to be alone with each other. Even years into their marriage, they enjoyed a spirited sex-life.
