I still find it hard to believe that what I'm about to tell you about ever came to past. First let me set the scenario. We had been married for eight years, most of which have been sexually fulfilling for both my wife, Deb and myself. It just seem that lately things in bed had become a little too routine and I could see that we were both becoming, well, bored, for lack of a better word. I was 43 years at the time and Deb was 36. Our children, two daughters, now adults, were starting families of their own and had married and moved out over a year ago.
We moved into a condo a few months ago, a two bedroom with a study and a den, which we used as bedrooms for the kids when they brought their families at Xmas. It was an adult building, mainly filled with people like us and about our age. Over the last few months we had become quite good friends with the couples on either side of us and we socialized quite a bit together. Although we didn't swing with them, we did fool around a lot and got to know each other in deep conversations about everything from politics to religion and eventually sexual preferences and fantasies.
I was shocked when Deb revealed that she had always fantasized of being blindfolded and raped by an unknown assailant. I'm sure that she was just as shocked when I said that I would like to see her fucked by another man. Jackie, Bob's wife, the couple on the right, fantasized about making love with a woman and to beat all, Bob's fantasy was to watch Jackie with another woman. Sue and Mike were a little too shy to reveal anything much other than they both wanted to make love with strangers, like maybe a swingers club and have the other one watch. It was just in fun, but it occurred to me that maybe this was the first time anyone had heard their spouses' fantasies.
Halloween was approaching and it just happened to fall on a Saturday night. I asked Deb if she wanted to have a party and invite the neighbors.
"What do you think of having a costume party next Saturday?" I asked as I was leaving for work.
"Sounds like fun!" she said. "What should I be?" she continued.
"Maybe you'd like to be a sexy princess, or a slutty witch, whatever you wish. You've got time to figure out something," I said as I left.
I could see a spark in her eye as she thought about what she would be and what she would wear. I inquired about her choice when I got home that evening, but she said it would be a surprise. The neighbors were game and I said that maybe it would be a good opportunity to live out our fantasies. The men quickly agreed and the women said they would play it by ear and just see how things progress before they would commit to anything. Women. Too logical.
I was putting on my fake moustache as Deb came into the bathroom. She had on a slut witches costume that she made from old lingerie and a black silk wrap skirt that didn't cover anything except her waist. I gazed at her breast which the see through lace top she had on didn't cover very well. Her black thong panties just barely cover her front, but were invisible from behind. She had on black fishnet stockings and a black garter belt to complete the look.
"Like it?" she asked with a sexy smile.
"Love it, and I'm sure the neighbors will as well!" I said with a little sarcasm as I wondered what I had provoked. Just then the doorbell rang. I went to answer it as Deb continued to apply too much makeup. 'Yes, she did look sluty,' I thought as I opened the door.
"Trick or Treat," Sue said as she came in. She was dressed as a prostitute, similar to Deb's costume, but not as revealing and Mike was dressed as a gangster.
"Trick!" I said with a laugh. Sue quickly reached over and grabbed my balls and gently squeezed them together. I was a little shocked, but it felt rather nice.
"Now Honey," she said squeezing a little harder. "Give me a treat or you'll regret the trick." With that she applied a little more pressure.
"Anything you desire! Now let go of my nuts!" I pleaded.
