A Simple Game Of Dress-up… Or, Undress-up, If You Will
With one week until Halloween, the 18 year old and I did some final shopping to complete our costumes. She’s going to be a sexy half angel, half devil and I am simply going as the phantom of the opera. That’s what I love about us guys—it doesn’t take much to look half-ass decent during Halloween. We actually needed to shop for her—my shit was all takin care of the first time we went huntin for costumes.
It was madness this time around… what a difference a fuckin week makes. Everyone was scramming around looking for accessories to match their costumes and it was fuckin madness. I needed to get out of there quick, but my “girlfriend” is so fuckin picky with her shit and needs to take her sweet ass time choosing the ‘right’ make-up/accessories, etc. The fucked up thing about it is I couldn’t get away and go next door to the sporting good store because she needed a critic to help her select the perfect stuff. Like I fuckin cared—the broad looked good in anything (and in nothing as well). So like a good man, I stuck around.
After being in the store for damn near an hour, I put my foot down and said we needed to get the fuck out of there. She agreed that she was being a little too difficult and made her final selections rather quickly after that. I felt an irritation swarm over me and feened for some weed, but I left it at home. She was so happy about shopping that I managed to bite my tongue and hold in my irritation because I knew that this day would end in a fuckin fight if I had spoken my mind. She even asked me if there was anything wrong and I just said I was mad at myself for leaving my weed at home. Tonight, she made it up to me.
We had a simple dinner and then watched some TV and just chilled. A few minutes later, she said she needed to use the bathroom because something didn’t settle right in her stomach—so I paid it no mind. After about 20 minutes, I walked to the bathroom door to see if she was okay. She said Yes and I imagined how bad it must’ve smelled in there. As I turned around to walk back to my couch, she opened the bathroom door dressed in her Halloween fit and, to the tee, played both roles really, really well. Let’s just say that my cock enjoyed her PinkandPerfect.com vise tight cunt as I was touched by an angel and bedazzled by the devil simultaneously. It felt like a ménage e trois because she would act all innocent in one position and then dominant in another. We have to role-play like this more often…
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