You are never too old for a costume party, right? (I'll defintely agree there!) Well, definitely not if you go to college at Kent State University in Ohio where I do. Each year, one night late in October, students flood the main street of town in elaborate costumes. It’s really as cool as it is surreal and spooky in a way (I’m not great with large crowds that bring out the city police in full force LOL).
I am thinking with the release of my Halloween story, Costumes and Dungeons, I have to go as a sexy vampire this year. So, did some shopping, haven’t picked yet, but what do you think? Help!!! There might just be an ebook, a past release, in it for one or more lucky commenter(s) :)
And, check out my new release:
“Costumes and Dungeons” by Abby Hayes
As Christy gets ready for her once a year, letting go, night out with her friends, she vows to show them all just how wild she can be. Clad in a skimpy vampire costume, this Halloween, her friends Laurie and Missy take her to a big party in a mansion across town.
But, after a small mishap leaves her covered in wine, a man also dressed as a vampire, the home owners son, leads her downstairs with the promise of getting to clean up.
But, the downstairs is more a bachelor pad, and Christopher is very direct in proposing a night in what he calls his dungeon. And, things are not always as they seem… Buy Now at ARE and Smashwords
He interrupted her internal conversation when he lead her through one of the two doors on the back wall. He pulled her through a bedroom, and then into a bathroom to huge to describe with Jacuzzi tub, sauna, shower and all.
“I swear, this basement is four times the size of my apartment,” her thoughts came out of her mouth before she could stop them.
“It’s under a big house. Now, let’s get this off you and get you cleaned up.” Before he even finished his sentence, he had pulled on the laces of her corset and let her breasts spill out.
“Wow, I could have done that myself, thank you,” she spat out, more surprised than anything as she covered herself.
“Don’t do that,” he commanded in his authoritative voice. “Let me get you cleaned up. Doesn’t the tub look inviting? Let me give you a night in my lair that you will not soon forget. No questions, just agree to submit to my every whim.”
“Well, that was direct,” she sort of spat back at him.
“I am. Yes or no?”
“What exactly am I committing to, just a bath, or also to you and I in that bed built for four out there?”
“No. I never share my bed. The other room, the other door, is my room for all sexual activities. Safe word provided.”
Her heart dropped, but her body reacted. Her panties were definitely wet. “Uh, sorry, I may have agreed to the sex,” she stumbled over the words. Then she mumbled to the side, “this was supposed to be my one night of abandon this year, but...” she left off as she looked back up into his sexy eyes; ones like a vampire’s.
Yeah, she would have agreed to the sex, but who the hell knew what was in that other room.