Donna was our company benefits coordinator and we had serendipitously hooked up at a company Halloween party last year. It took me quite a while to disclose to her who I was and who she had secretly hooked up with.
Donna was very married, so dating her was impossible.
I dropped by the HR offices and stuck my head in the door where she officed and asked if she was going to be attending the company Halloween party again this year.
Donna looked up from the desk and smiled.
“You’re hoping so, I bet,” she demurely remarked.
“Just wishful thinking,” I replied.
“Keep wishing,” Donna shot back. I had crashed and burned before even taking off.
I was surprised, on the night of the Company Party to see Donna show up, dressed ever so naughty, as a sexy nurse in need, just like the previous year. She spied me, wearing my masked marauder outfit and quickly cozied up next to me as I stood by the bar.
“Hey!” Donna called out, “Have you been in the haunted house?”
I chuckled.
“Not yet,” I replied, “Is this an invite?”
Donna laughed, as she looped her arm under my arm.
“It could be, but first, you have to take the new girl through before me,” Donna said as she glanced over at a nearby table full of co-workers.
“OK,” I replied. “But I’m saving myself for you.”
“You don’t have to do that,” Donna replied. Damn. I was shot down again.
Donna introduced me to Valarie, a pleasant looking vampire, if there is such a thing, with long black hair and dark brown eyes, who sported a black leotard one-piece lycra body suite. that complimented very well, her girlish young lady figure. She was cute, but I was still holding out for Donna.
Valarie and I headed off to the haunted house. As soon as we entered, we were jump-scared by a guy from a darkened corner and Valarie immediately grabbed hold of me. I wrapped my arm around her waist and guided her slowly through the darkened corridor. I dropped my hand to Valarie’s derriere to see if my untoward grope, might elicit a negative response.
Not getting one, I gently gave her cute little ass a squeeze as we rounded a corner in the darkened house.
Valarie looped her arm around me.
“Don’t leave me,” she whispered.
Another jump scare startled the two of us. The flash of a strobe illuminated the two of us as we continued through the darkened maze. We stepped into a coffin room, full of coffins and fake dead bodies, or what we thought was fake dead bodies. The one at the end was a real person, scaring the two of us, as we rushed out of the room and back into a darkened corridor.
A blast of cold air hit us. As we quickly stepped forward, I caught a glimpse of Valarie’s boobs, her nipples boldly protruding against the lycra covering of her stretchy one-piece body suit. Oh Lord!
We stepped into a dungeon with all sorts of weird things hanging on the walls, to include chains and shackles. Fake bodies were chain to the wall, sitting on the floor, and we had to gingerly step past and over each one. I just knew that one of them had to be a fake.
Near the end of the wall, was an empty space.
“Hey,” Valarie remarked, “I’ve got an idea.”
I don’t know why or how it happened, but for some off reason, I listened as Valarie suggested I station myself at the last open space to scare folks. My first thought was, “No.” But Valarie cozied up next to me,
“Oh, come on, ababe, it will be fun.”
So, I sat down on the floor. Then, before I knew what was transpiring, Valarie placed a shackle around one of my wrists and then another, around another wrist, which seemed OK, at first, until she locked theend of the chain to a waist-high hook on the wall. I could remain seated or stand, but I wasn’t going anywhere.
“Uh, how do I get lose?” I asked, pulling on the chain.
“Don’t worry,” Valarie replied, “I’ll unchain you in a little bit.”
I was not liking what was transpiring. Valarie laughed.
“Come on babe,” she said, “Just have fun with it.”
She then disappeared out of the room, leaving me alone with a bunch of creepy and ghastly looking manikins, the group of us all, chained to the same wall. I looked at the manikin next to me and asked,
“How long have you been here?”
Of course, there was no response.
A few minutes went by, with me pulling on the chains to no avail. I was not too worried because I knew that at some point, someone would happen along, and I’d be set free.
Five minutes turned into ten minutes that turned into twenty minutes that turned into an hour. No one came through. I decided to holler and see who might hear me.
My holler got me a response. Donna stepped into the room.
“Dude,” she said, “Hold it down. We’ve closed off the haunted house and I’m waiting for folks to leave, then I’ll be back.” And with that, Donna disappeared, leaving me all alone to contemplate what I might be in store for.