“Well, it’s good to know we have something in common,” I murmur. “Are you here all by yourself?”
“My friend came with me...she’s off flirting with some young guys that she spotted across the room.”
“And that’s not your style?”
She looks up at me shyly from underneath her eyelashes. “Not really,” she says quietly. “I thought that might be obvious.”
I can feel my cock hardening in my pants. I like this girl. She’s just the right amount of shy and quietly confident. I can see that she’s self-assured, even if not in a sexual situation. And this certainly feels like a sexual situation. I continue rubbing her leg and she watches my hand, biting her lip. She’s into it, and that’s the only encouragement I need.
“I’m here alone,” I murmur. “I wasn’t sure about coming, but I’m glad I did now...even if only to meet you.”
“I’m glad too,” she whispers. “But...why me? What do you see in me when you could have any girl in the room?”
I look her up and down. The catsuit is hugging her curves in all the right places. I want to slowly unzip that catsuit and see what she has to offer underneath. I want to touch her shapely breasts and tease her nipples. I can see them pushing against the material of the bodysuit. I’m hard as a rock just at the sight of them.
“None of those girls are you,” I say honestly. “And believe me...I’m a picky guy.”
She gasps quietly as I squeeze her thigh, but she’s smiling. I’m not sure how much more of this casual flirting I can take. I want her for real. I want to feel myself inside her. I want to possess her like the treasure she is. I don’t even know her name, but I don’t need to. I already know that she’s everything I’m looking for.
I take my hand off of her thigh and lift it up to her little cat mask. I brush her lips with my thumb as I do, feeling her warm breath tickle my skin. Damn, those lips are perfect. They’re so full and pink. I want to kiss them so badly. I want to know how they would look wrapped around my cock.
“Can I take this off? I want to see your pretty little face…”
The girl nods meekly. I can see that she’s nervous, but she’s smiling all the same. I think she feels the way that I do - overwhelmed by the desire within us. I’m guessing I have a lot more experience than she does - she doesn’t look much older than twenty - but that doesn’t matter to me. If she wants me, I’ll show her everything there is to know. I slide the mask over the top of her head and discard it on the bed. She’s so gorgeous that I can barely keep myself from jumping on her right this second. She has such delicate features, and she’s not wearing much makeup to cover them up. She’s naturally stunning, and that’s a rarity. I can’t help but stare at her face and of course, she notices as much. She ducks her head a little as she reaches out toward my face.
“Your turn…”
I almost forgot I’m wearing a mask of my own. I went with the Phantom of the Opera style to fit with the Halloween theme, and it’s obscured half of my face. As she peels it away from me, her eyes light up. I guess she likes what she sees.
“You’re beautiful...has anyone ever told you that?” I ask her. She blushes again and I can’t take it anymore. I lean in slowly, hoping we might get to share our first kiss and alleviate the tension between us.
And then the door opens.
Zooey
I gasp as the door opens and spring away from the handsome stranger. It was almost as though I was under a spell that’s only just been broken. What was I thinking, getting lost in this man’s eyes when I don’t even know his name?
I look up and see my father at the door, smiling. He claps his hands together.
“Ah, I see that you have finally met!” he says, glancing between the pair of us. “I’m so glad you could meet my daughter Zooey, Wes.”
I turn to the handsome man in horror. Surely this isn’t my Dad’s best friend? He looks as shocked as I am. I can’t believe I was about to hook up with him, given how close him and my father are. I mean, I literally couldn’t have chosen a worse person to find attractive. It seems as though he’s in as much a shock as I am.
“It’s good to finally meet you, Zooey,” he says after a long pause. I stare at him in horror. I can barely believe this is happening. I clear my throat.