The Halloween Themed Costume Party
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“You should go as a sexy nurse,” one of my co-workers told me.
“Yeah, and get fired,” I replied.
We were chatting about our company Halloween-themed costume party. I had worked at Moore Construction for about a year- a small company of about 100 employees; mostly hormone-driven guys who wanted nothing more than to take a company secretary home.
Sammy was my co-heart in crime and she always had my back. We both worked in the accounting department, so we knew just about everyone in the company, from the owner to the day laborers who spoke very little English, except when it came to flirting.
I was happily single and although I had a part-time boyfriend, we weren’t serious in our dating relationship, mostly because I didn’t trust him and his womanizing. When Sammy suggested I go to the company costume party as a “sexy nurse,” I decided this would be my opportunity to do a little “get even” partying.
The sexy nurse’s outfit I picked up at the local Halloween store looked like the right thing for the Party. Unfortunately, I didn’t try it on before making the purchase, so I was really shocked when I went to put it on. I am a size small, with large 38 d cup breasts, and the outfit I bought was a petite-sized costume.
I called Sammy in a panic. She rushed right over to my apartment. Our fix was a bit unorthodox, but it worked. It consisted of interlocked paper clips to help hold the tunic closed at the top portion where the buttons wouldn’t fasten because of the size of my breasts. This worked fine, until midway through the Party when the paper clips gave way and I was forced to show off a little more of my breasts than I had been willing to showcase. I was also worried about the shortness of the nurse tunic, since I was wearing anything else under it but a t-back.
“Don’t worry,” Sammy said. “You’ve got the legs and the body, so be proud of it.”
“I also have the big ass,” I dutifully noted.
“Guys like your ass,” Sammy replied. “I wish I had your ass.”
Still, I found myself making sure I didn’t sit down or bend over. It was going to be a long night. I downed a couple of shots right off the start to allay any fears I might have about my outfit.
As the party room at the hotel ballroom filled up, Sammy disappeared from my side. I was filled with horror thinking I had to face a room full of guys, horny bastards, wanting to fuck me every which way. I found myself a small corner to hide in, hoping that Sammy would show back up.
That’s when this tall guy dressed in a pirate costume walked up. I searched my memory, trying to figure out who he might be. I knew everyone in the company, but for some reason, I couldn’t figure out who the heck he was.
He said his name was, “Jack, Captain Jack.”
Yeah, right. I pressed him hard to try and ascertain who he was, but he stayed in character and refused to disclose his true identity. I could tell by the way he looked at me, that he had committed a grievous sin of the heart, which didn’t really bother me, in as much as it intrigued me. As he got closer to me, the aroma of his cologne ticked my nose and my womanly senses. Suddenly, I felt a rush of warmth flowing to my nether region.
“I have a wooden leg that needs some attention,” he bemusingly began.
I was thinking, 'I bet you do.'
“Do you think you could nurse it back to health for me?” he asked.
“I could kill you or cure you,” I replied.
“Curing is preferred,” he replied, stepping closer to where I stood, wondering if I should take flight or stay and see where the conversation was going to go. He was ruggedly handsome, so I decided to do the latter.
He moved in closer and whispered something about finding a more secluded place for a good evaluation of his leg.
“Your peg leg,” I said.
“Yes, the hard one,” he replied.
I glanced down at his crotch. Don’t ask me why, I just did. He obviously had his own personal party going on, judging from the size of the bulge in his trousers. The words simply fell unchecked, out of my mouth, to my horror and disbelief.
“It looks like you have your own party going on down there.”
He smiled and proffered a wink.
“Maybe the party needs a good-looking sexy nurse to attend to it.”
I leaned in closer to where he stood and whispered, “Who are you?” I could barely get my words out. I was smitten and flustered. Suddenly, I noticed the paper clips to my tunic had failed and I was showing off quite a bit of cleavage. The bottom of my pushup bra and most of my breasts were clearly on full display.
His hand found its way to an opening in my tunic. His touch sent a shiver through me and I knew at that point, I was a lost soul. He pressed himself closer to where I stood and unfastened a button to my tunic, allowing himself the ability to slip his hand into the opening and on to my side.
I froze.
“You’re pretty damn sexy,” he whispered.
Oh my gosh! He had the deepest blue eyes, made more intriguing by the blue eye shadow that he wore. My mind was a whirl, trying to figure who this captivating guy was, when he slipped his arm under mine and grabbed my sweaty hand, pulling me out of the noisy ballroom and into the more quiet and serene ballroom hallway that led towards the restroom area.
“Let’s find a more quiet place,” he suggestively whispered. We ducked into the first doorway we saw, which happened to be an empty ballroom filled with stacks of chairs and tables.
As he pulled me behind a stack of tables, I found myself completely overcome with an uncontrollable desire to offer myself up to this complete stranger. I dropped to my knees and fumbled with his belt and the opening to his trousers. In short order, his manhood was on full display.
Oh my gosh. His cock was huge. I could see the veins standing out. I slipped the tip end of his circumcised tool into my mouth, as I held it in my hand. I managed to get half of his tool in my mouth, but because he was so big, I had to re-think my approach. I closed my eyes and tried to not think about how huge he was, but instead, I focused on pleasuring him, as best possible. I slowly licked the entire length of his tool while looking up at him.
I was now dripping wet with anticipation. I had lost control. I begged him to fuck me.
I stood up and slipped out of my nurse’s tunic, allowing it to fall to the floor. My bra followed, as did my t-back. I pressed my naked self against him and once again, begged for him to tell me his name.
He smiled and simply replied, “Jack, Captain Jack.”
I spun around and placed my hands on a set of chairs stacked nearby, pointing my bare ass in his direction. He cautiously slipped up closer and I could feel his hand on the small of my back. He guided his massive tool in closer and I begged him to be gentle.
I was happy that he skipped my asshole, yes, I was. He slipped the head of his tool into my steaming hot and dripping wet pussy. The pain only lasted a millisecond, as he entered me. My womanly juices took care of the rest. He worked his cock in and out of me, rhythmically and slowly at first, then more rapidly. His pelvis crashed against my buttocks. It would not take much for me to explode, and explode I did. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on taking deep breaths.
I told him it was perfectly OK to cum inside of me since I was on the pill.
Jesus. I thought this guy was never going to stop shooting his load. He filled me up and his cum ran down the inside of my leg and pooled on the floor. He pressed into me and we simply stood there for the longest time, his cock pulsating inside of me.
Nature took its course and sadly, what had to happen, happened.
As we dressed, he thanked me. I told him I was the one that needed to be thankful. Then, suddenly, as quickly as he had appeared, he disappeared. I slowly made my way back into the ballroom, where I found Sammy standing at the food table, along with two day-laborers.
“Where did you go?” Sammy asked as I waddled up to the food bar.
“I had to take care of some personal business,” I replied, proffering a wink.
Sammy simply looked at me in silence.
“Sorry I wasn’t there for you,” Sammy said.
“That’s OK,” I replied. “I needed a little 'me' time.”
The next day, I was still sore from the party pummeling. I managed to make it into work and as I sat in the breakroom, trying to recollect my thoughts about work, I was still thinking about the previous night’s activities.
One of the sales managers, a guy named Rick appeared in the break room doo way. Self-disclosure note: Rick was a hunk, but he had a girlfriend, so he was hands-off as far as I was concerned.
He asked about the party and I told him it had been a wild one. He said he missed it to take care of a pop-up health issue and then he murmured something about having a wooden leg and a split that needed attention.
It took a moment for his words to sink in.
“Wooden leg?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he replied, proffering a wink, “Maybe next year I’ll not have the issue and I can make the party.”
Hold up.
Rick sauntered out of the breakroom doorway and back towards his corner sales office. I waited for a few minutes and then casually walked by his office.
“Argh!” I said out loud. Rick looked up from his desk.
“I think I know a good nurse that can help you with that leg issue,” I said nonchalantly. Rick smiled.
“I bet you do,” he replied. “In fact, I’m pretty sure you do.”
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