My wife Colleen was in bed after I put a couple of kids hyped up on a good haul of candy. She was wearing her usual silk teddy and she was sound asleep. I tried to get her hot for some good Halloween sex but she shrugged and was not in the mood. So I figured what the hell and went to sleep myself.
Around midnight I woke up to the sound of her footsteps going down the stairs, I also heard some voices outside the house. I got up and looked out the window and saw three high school kids smashing pumpkins and throwing toilet paper into the trees. The same immature crap I did when I was their age, Colleen was probably nervous about her new car so she probably got up to keep an eye on it so I started to go back to bed. I almost made it when I heard the front door open and footsteps on the porch. So I figured I better put my robe on and go down and see what the hell is going on.
I went down the stairs and stopped to look out the front door window and see if I could hear what was going on outside. Colleen was telling the three boys that they had to go home or she was going to call their parents, I recognized two of the boys from the neighborhood one was Kenny Smith a star football player and Bobby Miller a shy kid who mowed the lawn of every other weekend. The third boy was a tall young black kid who they must have known from school cause no black families lived in our neighborhood. "Hey Mrs Harris we were just having fun." said Kenny
"Sorry Mrs Harris" said Bobby "What are you boys doing out so late anyways there is a curfew for eleven and it is after twelve."she said