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May 11 , 2011

Trick or Treat


Three sexy Halloween stories sure to get the blood flowing.  An unexpected booty call in 'Trick or Treat.'  A husband totally surprised by his wife in 'Maid up.'  And introducing new author Katrina Miller with her short story of dominatrix with a very unique twist in the end in 'Sext or Treat.'

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Warning - Contains explicit sexual scenes and is intended for mature audiences.

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“She won’t,” Greg said tauntingly.

“Okay.”  The look on Greg’s face fueled my desire to punish him now.  “I’ll go put it on.  But, what do I get in return?”

“Anything!” Jim blurted out.  “Anything you want.”  

With that I left the room before Greg could say anything.

I quickly pulled the outfit out of the back of my closet and laid it on the bed.  Then grabbed a pair of fishnet thigh highs and carefully placed them next to the short dress.  I expected Greg to come through the door at any minute to tell me to forget it, but he never came.  After pulling my hair up in a bun, I wrapped the lace headpiece around it and slipped the matching lace choker over my neck.  Looking once more towards the door, I pushed my skirt down over my hips and removed my panties.  Blouse next, and button by button I expected the knob to turn, but it never did.

I slid the lace thong on and stepped into the outfit and arranged my boobs in the tight fitting top.  With that, there was nothing left but the stockings and heels.  Once I adjusted the seams and slipped into my pumps, I grabbed the silly little feather duster and headed out the door and down the hallway.

I could hear them giggling.  The thought of Jim’s lustful eyes filled me with excitement, and I was sure Greg would never let it go that far.  But that smug son of a bitch sat there laughing at his friend, telling him how I’d never actually put on an outfit like that and parade around.  That was all I needed to hear.

“Damn!” Jim blurted out as I turned the corner into the living room.

I’ll admit I was now furious with Greg, but Jim’s reaction confirmed my decision.  I had finally beaten that pr**k at his own game.  Call me out?  Humpf!  I walked up right in front of Jim and with the sweetest voice I could muster said, “Is this alright?”  I watched him squirm, his head shaking up and down and mumbling something inaudible, nearly speechless at the moment.  In fact, I couldn’t be certain, but it looks as if he was beginning to drool.  To be sure, I leaned over, allowing him a perfect view of the tops of my breast and the deep cleavage down inside.  “Are you sure?  Can I get you anything?” I asked as I trailed the small feather duster down the side of his head and across his neck before trailing it down his stomach to the bulge in his shorts.  “No?  Very well.”

I stood back up straight and glared at Greg.  “Your friend seems to approve of this outfit.  Do you?”  I stared down at his crotch, squinting a little to emphasize my displeasure.

Greg was literally dumbfounded, shocked, which at the moment suited his personality to a ‘T.’  “Can I get you boys a beer?” I asked as I headed towards the kitchen.

I rounded the corner and leaned against the counter, exhaling deeply as if I needed to make room for fresh air.  Greg wasn’t the only one shocked by my behavior.  Personally I was looking for a way out of the kitchen.  Any way to get back to my clothes and forget I ever attempted this.  The small window over the sink was beginning to look like a good option, at least until the thought of me sneaking between our house and Mrs. McCutchen’s in this outfit.  I leaned against the wall, listening to them both.

“Oh my God, son,” Jim said.  I see now why you don’t let her out.  Holy s**t.  I don’t think I’d ever let her out of the bedroom.”

“Come on, man.  It’s not like that.  I’m not sure what’s gotten into her,” Greg said, trying to sound cool and authoritative.

“No offense, man, but I know what I’d like to get into her.”

My chest swelled with pride. 

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