It has been several weeks since we have talked. You have been busy. I have been working almost every day it seems like.

When we have had a few moments to drop messages, you learn how sexy I think you are in the black dress you wore the last time we were together. I do finally ask you to meet me again.

There is an invitation in our email:

Your presence is requested at the Grand Mansion in Huntington Valley,

Friday, October 25 th , for a formal Halloween Ball..

Drinks and Dinner will be provided.

Cocktails will be served promptly at 7:30

The event will last all night…. 

Fortunately, you are able to go. Circumstances find you home alone for the whole weekend.

You decide to go in the black dress that I like so much. That Friday you can’t sit still. You are climbing out of your skin with anticipation. You have no idea what to expect. All I would tell you is that you need to be there at 7:30 and ask for Jack. Or, you won’t be allowed in.

Sooo, you really are confused.

Finally, it’s time to get ready. You decide to have a small glass of wine to help you with your nerves… and a bubble bath. The water, wine, and bubbles are so relaxing. You feel so much better. You get dressed and head out of the door.

Your drive into Huntington Valley is beautiful. There is nothing but farmland and trees along the way. Traffic slowly dies away the farther you get. It’s…serene.

You finally reach the driveway for the mansion. It’s a long windy drive through the grounds. The mansion itself is spectacular. The lights accent the grounds perfectly, giving it a feeling of a warm glow. The mansion is a beautiful brick foundation complex, and it’s huge.

You park and make your way along the long brick walkway. There is a doorman waiting outside dressed in Victorian style carriage attire. You look at his overcoat and top hat and smile.

“Good evening Miss. May I help you?” he asks.

“Um, I’m supposed to ask for Jack?” you reply, a little unsure now.

“Oh, excellent. I will show you in. He is in with the other guests. May I take your coat and over night bag?”

“Uh, sure.”

“I will see them to your room.”

“Thank you,” you answer.

He takes your things. Then he hands you a mask. It is a gold and glittery mask with feathers, that only covers your eyes. It’s like the Mardi Gras masks you have seen. You put it on and he leads you to a side room, weaving in and out of several other guests until finally you reach me.

“Here you are Maa’am. Have a pleasant evening.”

“Thank you.” I say.

“Wow!” you say. “What is going on? Ha. What is this place? And who is Jack?!”

“Ha.” I say, and lean in and kiss you on the neck. “This is a formal party that I thought you might enjoy. It’s something different and fun.” I say smiling.

“And Jack?”

“I’ll tell you about that some other time.” (Again, smiling.) “Come on, let’s go get a drink.”

“Okay. Nice Tux by the way.”

“Thanks. You look beautiful as always, and I love that dress.”

I kiss your neck again and say softly in your ear, “I love the way it hugs your ass.”

“Hmmm. Maybe we should go to our room now?”

“Not yet. Lets have a few drinks.”

We walk around the room. It is a large banquet room with music playing and food set up buffet style. We have several glasses of wine and meet several other couples. They are all dressed very formally, and are wearing the masks. We talk and joke for about an hour or so. We walk through the room and come upon an adjacent room.

The room is cozy. There is a bar in the corner and several couches. There are several couples making out on the couches. Then as you look closer you realize that the couples are with different partners than when you met them earlier.

You look and see how everyone is wearing a mask and is so friendly…

“Huh,” you gasp and slap my arm. “This is a swingers party!” you whisper forcefully.

“They are just… friendly.” I smile yet again. ”This place is like Vegas. Nothing that happens here will ever be discussed again. People feel safe here. People let themselves … feel…. here. They let their desires work their way to the surface, and don’t have to feel guilty about it. These people like coming here because they like who they can be here… themselves. If you are uncomfortable here, we can leave.”

You look around again, and are intrigued. “No, I’d like to stay down here a little longer.” Honestly, you realize you are a little turned on by the scenario; the new people, the new men, the anonymity of the masks…

We sit on a couch and have another glass of wine. We start to kiss a little. You feel my lips on yours. Soft, then hard as I lightly bite your lower lip. I kiss your neck and you watch a couple across the room.

They are kissing as she sits on his lap. Her dress is high on her hips as she grinds into him. You watch closer and notice that her shoulder strap is hanging off of her arm and her breast is exposed. The man’s hand is cupping her breast, slowly rubbing her nipple with his thumb. He leans forward and kisses it.

You watch as she arches her back in pleasure. Her hand grasps the back of his head in passion.

He pulls her head down and kisses her deeply. He peels her dress down fully exposing both breasts. His hands squeeze and play with her. She openly enjoys it. She gets up and turns facing away form him. As she stands, you can see his erection. The woman sits back down on the man’s lap, guiding him inside of her.

You feel your breathing pick up as you continue to watch.

The woman starts to ride the man on the couch. Slowly she moves her hips up and down. The man has started playing with her breasts again as rides him. Her head is back against his shoulder as the kiss. The man moves one of his hands down between her legs.

You hear her moan.

She starts to pick up her pace as he plays with her clit.

She is moving quicker and quicker. She looks around the room and locks eyes with another man. She smiles at him and he walks over.

Quickly she undoes his pants and pulls him out. She takes him in her mouth as the other man continues to fuck her.

Her moans are getting louder. You can hear them.

“That’s it baby. Does he feel good?”

“Ohhhh, yessss. His cock is soo deep. Ohhhh, ummm.” She continues to suck one cock as she rides the other.

You can’t take your eyes away. You she her. You she the pleasure in her face. She has one arm around the man’s hips as her other hand strokes him. You hear her moans. Her pace is getting faster and faster.

“Ohhhh God! That’s it! Ughhhh, ughhhh, ohhhhh. Ahhhh, yessssss. Ughh, ughhh,” she yells.

Her body bucks and shudders as she cums.

“Ohhh myyyy, shiiittt. Ohhhhhhh!”

She continues to ride up and down as she finishes. Then, she starts jerking the one guy off. He quickly finishes, and she takes him into her mouth. As she does, the man on the couch pushes her forward and strokes himself to climax all over her ass and lower back.

The three laugh and get themselves together.

You realize that you have been holding your breath for the last few moments, in awe. You also notice that you are brushing your right hand over your breast.

And you are wet.

Very wet.

You look around and see that several other couples have worked themselves into various stages of sex.

You turn to me,"Okay, time to go to the room.” You say, “Now.” You add and kiss me as you reach and grab my crotch.

“Ha, okay, okay,” I say. I turn you toward the door and lightly slap your bottom.

We walk and you follow me up to our room.