October 31st , otherwise known as Halloween. The one day out of the year you can be whoever or whatever you want to be, I want to be anyone but me. My name is Mari. I'm twenty-four years old and I hate my life. I graduated college last spring and since then I have been working as an intern at a local radio station. Normally this would be a great thing, except that my ex-boyfriend Mark also works there. We dated for 3 years. We met in college and we were inseparable. Then about two weeks ago he broke up with me. His excuse? He feels disconnected and needs to find himself. Isn't that what you do in college? Find yourself?

He "found himself" by dating the new hot blonde intern, Tina. That was two days before he “lost himself”. I walked in on them in the break room having sex, and since then I have been too “sick” to work. I know eventually I will have to go back, but eventually doesn't have to be today. I decided not to let Mark ruin my favorite holiday. It was after all, Halloween.

Some friends and I had decided to go to a local club to celebrate. The club only opened certain nights of the year and it was very exclusive. The parties were said to be legendary. Luckily my friend, Sarah, was dating one of the bouncers and got us VIP passes. I only had a few hours to get ready and I had to make a decision about what to wear. After much deliberation I had decided to go as an Angel, it was simple and still sexy. Now all I had to do was come up with a costume. At this point all I had were a pair of wings from a costume I had worn a few years ago in a play I did during sorority rush week. The straps had broken off the wings and I would have to be creative to make them work again.

I had a white cotton sleeveless dress hanging in the closet. Mark had bought it for me on our trip to California last year. I loved that dress, the neckline was cut perfectly showcasing my ample bosom. I would probably never wear it as just a dress again, so I figured I might as well put it to good use. I took out a needle and thread and decided to cut the wings apart and sew them to the straps on the dress. I put on a pair of simple white cotton thongs and a simple white cotton bra. I pulled the dress on over my head, it clung nicely to my body. The hem line resting just under my ass added a sexy touch to my angelic simplicity. My long black hair was filled with bouncy curls that rested around my wings. I decided to go lightly on my makeup, keeping with a simple trend. Once I finished my makeup I applied body glitter, shimmering Angel. I had some white lace up sandals in my closet from the summer that almost looked like gladiator sandals.

“Mari, you ready yet?” I could hear my friend Rachel calling me from downstairs.

“Be down in a sec!” I yelled back, I grabbed my purse and headed down the steps.

Rachel and Sarah were both waiting by the door. Sarah was dressed as a sexy school teacher. White button up top, tight pencil skirt and heels. Her blond hair tied into a bun. Sarah was average, average height, average weight, average breast size. She was cute, but average.

Rachel, on the other hand, was petite and sexy. Rachel was dressed as a naughty nurse; her tiny frame fit well in the costume. Her bright red hair was short and topped with a nurse's cap. Her costume had a plunging v-neckline that clung tightly to her breast.

“Well? What do you think?” Rachel did a model turn-around for me.

“Love it, what about me?”

Rachel and Sarah both nodded in agreement.

“Sarah, you look cute!” I had to throw her a compliment; she looked disappointed that no one had said anything to her yet.

“Thanks, hope Chad likes it,” she smiled. Chad was her bouncer boyfriend that none of us really cared for. He had a bad attitude and for some reason Sarah didn't see it.

We all loaded up in Rachel's car and headed for the club. When we arrived the line was already half way around the block. I was so glad that Sarah had gotten us passes. We parked the car and headed for the door. The doorman checked our names at the door and waved us inside. Once inside, Sarah made a beeline for Chad. Rachel and I began scouting out the place.

It was like nothing I had seen before, the atmosphere was thick and heavy. It was like being inside your favorite haunted house but with music and dancing. We checked our purses and coats and headed to the dance floor. The music was loud and strobe lights were going full speed.

Rachel and I quickly got into the spirit of the place. The dance floor was packed. Everyone seemed entranced by the music as they gyrated to the beat. Rachel seemed to have a target guy in her sights. She pointed and waved as she danced her way over to a group of guys hanging out by the DJ booth. So much for solidarity and sisterhood. I closed my eyes and let the music move me. I felt so sexy and alive, like my body was meant for this moment.

A stranger danced up behind me, his hands slid around my waist. He pressed his hips against my ass and began to move with me, our bodies in rhythmic unison. I slid my hands over his and rested my head back on his chest. His smell was intoxicating, like Polo cologne and whiskey. I turned my head slightly to get a look at him, he had dark hair and emerald green eyes. I closed my eyes again and let my body guide me. It was as if the rest of the club faded away, leaving only the two of us. I felt his right hand move up my side until it found my breast, my body welcomed his touch.

He gently rubbed my breast and began lightly kissing my neck. Without thought, I guided his other hand to the hem of my dress. He took the hint and slid his hand into the lining of my panties, his fingers lightly brushing my pussy. I placed my hand on top of his and guided his hand inside me. He began rubbing my clit slowly keeping with the rhythm of the music. My body was lost in the moment, somehow this stranger knew exactly what I needed. His fingers knew exactly how to touch me, my body seemed to surrender to him. I could feel his cock stiffen against my ass, exciting me even more.

I could feel the tension mounting, I knew that my release was only moments away.My legs felt weak, I leaned on him for support as his fingers worked their magic. My pussy was on fire, I wanted to scream out “yes, yes, YES!” My body came alive in orgasm as his fingers worked their magic. I fell back against him, needing him for full support. When he let go I took a deep breath, trying to recompose myself. Who was this wonderful stranger? I turned to speak to him, he was gone. I looked around the dance floor, it was if he'd vanished. I had to find him.

I decided to go upstairs to the second floor to look over the balcony. Maybe I would see him in the sea of people below. I walked around the balcony upstairs, peering down over the dance floor. Where was my stranger? I leaned over, trying to get a better glimpse of the crowed below. As I did this, I felt a hand brush my ass. I turned around.

“You?” I was standing face to face with my stranger.

He motioned for me to follow him. He turned around and walked towards the back room. The room was filled with people chatting, drinking and enjoying the evening. He headed for a small booth in the back corner. It was dimly lit and somewhat creepy. He motioned for me to slide into the booth. I smiled and did as he wanted. The table had a bright red table clothe that lightly touched the floor. It seemed to be the perfect setting for another exhibition. He slid into the booth beside me, his eyes staring deep into mine.

“What's your name?” I asked him.

He smiled coyly and slid his hand up my thigh.

“Are you not going to tell me?” I was getting frustrated.

He licked his lips and slid his hand under my dress, once again brushing against my pussy. He leaned in and began kissing my neck softly. His fingers found their way once more inside my panties, pushing their way through my pussy lips. I parted my legs urging his exploration, wanting him to feel my desire. As he inserted two fingers inside my pussy, I moaned softly.

His thumb began circling my clit, I could feel my orgasm building. I began to massage my breast, the power he had over me was overwhelming. I let out a small gasps as my body exploded with pleasure. He seemed pleased with my reaction.

“Now will you tell me your name?” I asked, out of breath.

The right side of his mouth curved slightly upwards in a half smile. He slid himself under the table. My mouth dropped open, he was going for round three. He slid my legs apart a bit more, giving him better access to his destination. He began by gently kissing my inner thighs, the sensation sent a tingle up my spine. He pushed my panties to the side, I slid forward opening myself up for him. He gently kissed my pussy. I closed my eyes and let him work his magic. His tongue traced the outside of my pussy lips lightly, teasing me. He then forced his tongue inside my lips sucking and licking my juices.

He rested his forearms on my legs as he spread my pussy lips open. With his tongue he began to fuck my pussy hole, thrusting it in and out in. His tongued explored every inch of my pussy. I could feel my clit pulsating each time his tongue touched it. He was making out with my pussy, his lips and tongue circling, sucking, flicking and licking furiously. I reached under the table and grabbed his hair pushing him into my pussy,making him work harder and faster. Within seconds a wave of orgasm crashed upon his lips. I lay still for a moment, letting it all sink in.

“Can I get you anything Miss?” My eyes fluttered open, there was a waiter standing in front of me looking at me.

“Excuse me ?” I asked.

“Can I get you anything to drink Miss?” He asked.

“No, no thank you.” My face was flushed. I was a little embarrassed. I lifted the table cloth and once again my stranger had vanished. Still a bit weak from the encounter, I had to recuperate before resuming my search.

I saw Rachel come into the room, she looked very excited.

“Hey!” Rachel said beaming as she plopped down beside me. “I have spent most of the evening with the most amazing guy.”

“Really?” I smiled, must be going around. “Should I be expecting you home tonight?”

“No!” She laughed, “will you be pissed if I make you take a cab? Sarah is going home with Chad.”

“It's fine,” I didn't care, my mind was on other things. “Just be safe.”

“I will,” Rachel looked so happy. “You having any luck?”

“Not at the moment,” I keep losing my stranger. I smiled, “but the night is still young!”

“And so are we!”Rachel chimed in. “I have a feeling your luck's about to change. See ya later!” She got up and headed back over to her guy.

As the night progressed I began to feel a little hopeless. There was no sign of my stranger anywhere. I had looked on the dance floor, over the balcony and in the bar room. I found nothing. I decided to go have a seat away from the crowd to try and regroup. People don't just vanish into thin air. I sat on the bench looking around. I felt a cold breeze on my neck. I turned and saw the curtain slightly moving. When I got up to investigate, I found a flight of stairs that lead to the roof. The door at the top of the stairs had been left standing open. As I stepped out onto the rooftop, I could see the city lights clearly. I walked over to the edge and looked down over the street. I turned to head back inside and there he was, my stranger.

He was sitting on top of a picnic table with his head cocked to one side. I slowly walked towards him, my eyes fixed on him. He licked his lips, I wanted to taste his lips.

“Why do you keep running off?” I asked.

As before, I got no answer.

“Are you not going to speak?” By now I was standing right in front of him, waiting.

He held his finger up to my lips, telling me to be quiet. He smiled that coy half smile as he traced my lips with his finger. I grabbed his hand gently, holding it to my lips. I kissed his finger, parting my lips and letting my tongue gently graze his fingertip. He lifts his hand to my shoulder and gently pulls the straps of my dress down. I allow him to lower my dress completely. He then slides his arms around me and unhooking my bra, exposes my breasts to the cool October breeze. He then moves on to my panties, gently guiding them off my hips. I was standing in front of him naked and exposed. My nipples hard from the cold winds. His eyes moved up and down my body, drinking me in. He licked his lips and slid his arm around my waist pulling me to him. I look up, my lips only inches from his. Kiss me...

He stepped back towards the table, pulling me with him. He lifted me up, sliding back onto the table. My legs around his waist, I could feel his cock rising underneath me. His hands cupped my breasts, massaging, twisting, pinching, enjoying. I reached down and unfastened his belt, my eyes never leaving his. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He licked his lips again. My pussy was already dripping wet, I wanted to feel him inside of me. I reached in and pulled out his cock, it was hard and ready to fill my pussy. I raised up and placed the head of his cock in my pussy. I slowly lowered myself onto his cock, enjoying every second of his entrance. Our bodies began to move in unison once more. We could hear the music pumping from underneath us. Our bodies moved together keeping up with the beat.

He raised up and brought his mouth to my breast, gently kissing my nipple. His tongue circling, he softly bit my nipple. I let out a soft moan. His cock was buried deep inside my pussy. I could feel it throbbing as he moved deeper and deeper inside me. As the music grew faster so did we, our bodies gyrating against one another. I could feel his cock throbbing against my pussy walls. I knew he was getting close. He placed his hand behind my head pulling me to him. Our lips met, our tongues thrust into each others mouths with such passion. We both exploded at the same time, holding on to each other as our bodies orgasmed.

He laid back, pulling me with him. I laid on his chest, still straddling him, his cock remaining inside my pussy. He reached over and grabbed his jacket pulling it on top of me. I stayed there, enjoying the feeling of his cock still inside me. The sound of his heartbeat was so soothing, I soon fell asleep.

The next morning I awoke. I was still naked on the table covered in only his jacket. Once again my stranger was gone. I sat up, staring at the sunlight as the new day dawned. I couldn't help but wonder where he was. I hopped off the table and grabbed my clothes. Once dressed, I headed downstairs. The cleaning crew were already hard at work. As I passed by the bar on my way out, I noticed a picture of my stranger hanging over the register.

“ Who is that?” I asked the guy behind the bar.

“ That's the original owner,” he answered. “Guy died in a fire in this bar sometime back in the 80's. Want me to call you a cab?”

“ Yes, please. Did he have a son?” I asked, confused.

“ No, no kids.” He informed me. “Nice guy though, real ladies man... if you know what I mean.” He winked at me.

“ You knew him?” I was shocked.

“ Yeah, he gave me my job here. After he died I bought the place.” He smiled.

“ You're the owner? I didn't realize.” How can this be?

“ Where did you get that jacket?” He asked me. “He had one looked just like it.”

“ I found it,” I lied.

“ Does it smell like Polo and whiskey?” He joked, laughing.

“ Why?” I was shocked, it did smell like Polo and whiskey.

“ Drake always wore Polo and he always drank whiskey,” he answered. I laughed, nervously.

“ I better head home,” I was totally thrown. “Nice meeting you.”

“ Come back and see us,” he smiled and nodded.

I walked outside to wait on my cab. It was cold out so I put on Drake's jacket, it smelled of Polo and whiskey. I looked back up at the roof, half expecting to see him standing there. Was it all a dream? If so, how did I get this jacket? I clung tightly to the jacket, remembering the feeling of my stranger, of Drake. I pressed my nose the the collar of his jacket and inhaled, “Polo and whiskey...”