The full moon dominates the night sky, casting gentle light across the land. A mist flows across the ground towards the house soon taking the shape of a girl dressed in a Halloween costume: a white lacy bra, a white silk button down shirt, a short red and black plaid skirt, the hem reaching mid thigh, white socks that come up to her knees and black patent leather shoes. Her long, dark red hair is braided into pigtails. A unicorn sucker, the kind that is a single spiral with different colors, is held in a dainty hand. The other lifts to knock on his door.
The young man starts, tugging his pants back on and hastily clicking off his computer screen, the previous actions forgotten quickly, as he hears the rapping at his door. Buttoning his pants quickly, he rushes over to the door, grasping at the bowl of candy nearby, unlocking the door, and then tugging it open. He smiled lightly to the girl in front of him in such a. . .Nice costume. Hm. nice indeed.
She twirls a braided pigtail around one finger as she speaks gaily, "Trick or treat!" A soft giggle follows the words. An emerald gaze rakes over his body. 'Not bad,' she thinks to herself. 'Not bad at all.' A grin traverses her features. "Happy Halloween!" Her voice is a bit huskier than it was a moment ago.
He took a handful of the candies in the bowl, deciding that this girl was worth more than one little candy. He peers to the fistful, and then back at her, as if trying to decide on something. He finally speaks up. A smile grace his lips before this, having heard her greeting. "Well, thank you! You too. Where should I put these?" It could be noticed that he had not tucked himself away very well, a slight bulge pressing up against the waistline of his pants. He didn't seem to notice though.
She glances at the handful of candy, her lips pulling into a pretty pout. "I don't have a sack. I must have forgot." Her gaze drifts over him once more, settling on the bulge in his pants. She lifts the horn-like lollipop to her mouth, lips parting before her tongue touches the base and runs up to the very tip where it circles slowly, suggestively. "Do you have any suggestions?" A decidedly mischievous twinkle enters her eyes.
He notices her gaze, his own falling with hers towards the bulge of his unfinished labors. Embarrassment flooded him only for a second, and his hands didn't have enough time to move to cover, before he saw the lewd actions of her tongue, tilting his head somewhat to view this. At her question, he pondered for a moment, wondering whether or not her intentions were really as he saw them. Nonetheless, he put the candies back into their bowl, taking a step back into his house.- "Hmm. Why don't you come into the house? We'll think of something."
The young woman smiles brightly, obviously pleased by his suggestion. She nods her head as she fairly skips into the house, the short hem of her skirt flirts with the backs of her thighs with every step. She gazes around with interest before she turns back to him, her eyes intent. "Thank you for offering to help."
He shuts the door behind him, but doesn't lock it, not wanting her to run away or anything. He looks back just in time to catch a fleeting glimpse of the thighs revealed, raising an eyebrow as a deep breath was intaken. He sat the bowl back down on the pedestal and walked towards her slowly, his mind whirling about with thought. "Hmm. I don't know. I don't have any plastic bags or anything. Maybe I could give you something else? What do you want?"
She casually turns her back to him since can't help but grin at the question, pretending to look around his house. Should she come right out and tell him or tease him for awhile and let him wonder? She gently grasps her bottom lip with her teeth, nibbling lightly as she pretends to think. "I'm not sure. Perhaps I'm too old to trick or treat anyway. Do you mind if I... rest here for awhile?" As she waits to hear his answer, she bends forward at the waist to tug up her right sock, the hem of her skirt rising indecently high over her ass, giving more than a healthy view of the creamy globes.
He boggles at the sight of her firm, round cheeks, the creamy skin beckoning towards him, as he always was a behind fella. The protrusion she noticed earlier raged, as he wondered whether or not this was intentional. But whatever her intentions were, the outcome sure did turn him on. her actions with the lollipop were not forgotten, and in order to satisfy himself even the tiniest bit, his hand came up to squeeze his bulge subtly, stifling a groan as he answered. "S-Sure. You can rest here.
She tilts her head in a way that she can see his actions without him realizing he is being watched. The grin settles firmly on her lips as she sees him squeeze his erection. Slowly, she straightens, gliding fingertips along her bared right thigh, dragging the hem of her skirt up as she does, holding it so he can get a long look at her ass. Finally, the garment falls to cover her once more as she turns to face him. *That's very kind of you."
He hastily drops his hand, hoping she didn't think him too much of a pervert. She was probably just playing around with him anyways. He smiled, although disappointed that the perfect view she bestowed upon him had flown. He nods lightly, clasping his hands lightly over his crotch area, slightly more abashed than he was before. He waited for her to rest, or whatever it was that she would do. He made idle conversation in the meantime. "So, you're dressed up as a schoolgirl?"
