Halloween Party Surprise
written by:
oppy-n-rose

My husband and I were recently invited by his friend Mike to a Halloween costume party down at his house for the following weekend. I was a little reluctant at first because I really wasn't into dressing up in Halloween costumes and secondly I really didn't feel like going to hang out with his friend. Mike was a nice guy but I knew that he always had a thing for me and that's why I didn't like hanging out with him. Before my husband and I started dating, Mike had tried to kick it to me. I had considered it at the time, but realized that he was just looking for some fun and had no interest in a relationship. I thought about the invitation and realized that my husband really wanted to go so I eventually gave in and told him that we would go. He was pretty excited as he went to call his buddy to let him know that we would be attending. Later that day, we ended up going to a local costume shop to pick out something to wear. My husband and Mike were big into superheroes so my husband decided to go as Spiderman. He figured that Mike would probably dress as Batman or Superman and didn't want to get the same costume. I looked around and found a Catwoman costume that I really liked and decided to go with that. We got our costumes and a few other things and soon headed home. My husband was very excited and couldn't wait for the party.

The following weekend arrived, and we began to get ready for the party. We dressed up in our costumes and by the look on my husband's face, I could tell that my Catwoman costume looked pretty good on me. We finished getting ready and were soon in the car on our way to Mike's house. It was a short ride and we arrived about 20 min. later. We pulled up in front of Mike's house, parked our car and made our way to the front door. As we rang the bell we could hear the music coming from inside and knew that the party had already started. Within a few seconds the door swung open and we were surprised to see another Spiderman standing there. My husband immediately began laughing as it turned out Mike had purchased the same costume. He figured that my husband might have dressed as Batman or Superman so he decided to go with Spiderman. They both got a pretty good kick out of it and we soon made our way inside. There was probably about 20 or so people at the party already as we made our way around greeting everyone. We eventually grabbed a couple of beers and began to mingle.

About an hour into the party, Mike bought out a tray of Jell-O shots for everyone to enjoy. We all grabbed a shot each and quickly enjoyed them. He also bought out a few appetizers for everyone to enjoy while we hung out. We ended up spending some time in the dining room enjoying a few drinks as well as chitchatting with some of the other guests. About two hours into the party, Mike dimmed the lights in the living room and cranked up the music while telling everyone to enjoy themselves and have a little fun. I was feeling reasonably tipsy from the drinks and the Jell-O shot that I took and went looking for my husband so that we could dance. I found him standing in the kitchen and asked him if he wanted to dance and he gave me a thumbs up. I grabbed him by the hand and led him into the living room where other couples were already dancing. We immediately began dancing to the music and enjoying ourselves. I was surprised by my husband's dancing because he was never a very big dancer, but I guess a little alcohol changes everything. We danced for a bit before stopping to have another drink. I was feeling hot so I had my drink pretty quickly and was ready to go dance again. My husband on the other hand had walked off to go bullshit with some of his friends. I walked around looking for him and as I was about to head back into the living room, I saw him standing nearby. Feeling tipsy, I decided to fool around a bit and walked up behind him and told him in his ear that Catwoman wanted to party. He didn't say anything as I grabbed him by the arm and led him back out into the living room where everyone was dancing.

We began dancing once again and this time I began to dance a little more seductively with him. I was feeling pretty loose from the drinking and was just having a great time. I turned my back to him and began to grind my ass against his crotch. Taking a quick look around the dimly lit living room, I realized I wasn't the only person doing this and that relaxed me even more. As I was grinding my ass against his crotch, I could tell he was enjoying it by the feel of his hard cock through the soft material of his pants. I turned around and began dancing face to face with him and quickly lowered one of my hands to his crotch. I couldn't believe that I was doing this in such a public place. I was always very conservative, but the alcohol was having some crazy affects me. I rubbed his cock through his pants as we danced and he reached around and squeezed my ass. We did this for several minutes before I once again got up to his ear. I playfully purred like a cat and told him that Spiderman needed to take Catwoman out of here for a few minutes. He didn't say anything and instead grabbed my hand and led me out of the living room.

We made our way through the house with him leading the way and soon found our way sneaking down to the basement. I went to say something but he quickly turned towards me and put his finger up over the mouth area of his mask. I just smiled and play along as we snuck towards the back of the basement. There were a couple of night-lights on in that area and I decided to not turn any other lights on. I looked around and realized that this most of been Mike's man cave area because there was a couple of couches as well as a large TV hanging on the wall. I knew that we had to be quick because anyone could come walking down here at any moment. I pushed my husband on the couch and quickly got on my knees in front of him on the floor. I reached for the waste line of his pants and pulled them down around his knees along with his boxers. After taking a quick look around to make sure that nobody was down there, I lowered my mouth to his cock and began sucking on it. He reached down and guided my head as I did. I proceeded to do this for a few minutes, getting his cock nice and wet. I then stood up and quickly slid my tights and panties down and stepped out of them. I took another look around before climbing on my husband and straddling his lap. He held his cock straight up and I was extremely wet from the excitement so he was able to penetrate me easily. He then grabbed me by the hips and I began to bounce up and down on his cock while he guided me. I couldn't believe that we were doing this and his friend's basement while everyone was partying upstairs. After a few minutes of me bouncing up and down on his cock, I felt him erupt inside of me, flooding my pussy with his hot cum. I rode him for a few more seconds, making sure to milk every drop out of his cock before getting up and off of him.

We sat for a couple of seconds trying to catch our breaths and then decided to clean ourselves up and get redressed. There was a small bathroom down there and I went in first and cleaned myself up. Once I was done, I told my husband that I was going to head upstairs as he made his way into the bathroom without saying anything. I made my way up the stairs and decided that I would go grab another drink. I walked through the house into the dining room where the table was set up and when I walked in what I saw shocked and floored me. Standing at the drinks table talking to a couple of his friends with his mask off, was my husband. A million things instantly ran through my head as I realized that there was no way he made it upstairs before I did because he had gone into the bathroom downstairs. As I stood there in shock what had just happened quickly began to dawn on me. I had been dancing with Mike the entire time, and when things got frisky, he led me down to his man cave to fuck me. That explains why he was being quiet the entire time. With just a couple of night-lights on in the basement, I really couldn't tell that it was him because both him and my husband have the same build and are of the same age. I couldn't believe what I had done and really wasn't sure what to do now. It seemed like my husband hadn't noticed that I had been missing so at least that was a good thing. I decided to grab a drink and headed over to one of the couches to sit down and think about everything that had just happened. Judging by the way my husband was interacting with his friends, he seemed to have no idea what had happened. This brought me a bit of relief. After another hour or so I decided I had enough and found my husband and told him that I was ready to go. He was a bit disappointed but didn't argue with me. We said our goodbyes and I made it a point to avoid seeing Mike as we did. At the moment I really wanted to kill him. We eventually made it home and I went straight into the shower to clean myself up. Once I was showered I went to bed and tried to get some sleep.

That night I laid in bed awake thinking about what had happened. How had I allowed myself to be fooled like that? I replayed the entire night in my head over and over again and the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I had made a mistake. Both guys look the same and with their customers on, it was impossible to tell them apart. Mike had pretty much taken advantage of the fact that I came on to him thinking he was my husband. Of course he didn't turn me away because he had wanted a piece of me for the last 12 or so years. I convinced myself that it was all done by mistake and in turn I didn't feel as guilty. I just wasn't sure where things would go from here. Deep down inside I had a feeling that this wasn't the end of it. I eventually dozed off and managed to sleep a bit. The next day I got up early to run some errands. I did the best I could to put the party behind me and tried not to think about it. A couple of days went by and everything seemed to be normal. The following Wednesday morning as I was puttering around the house, I heard my phone go off in the bedroom and wondered who it was. I went and grabbed it and that first I didn't recognize the number. As I started reading the message, it dawned on me I figured out quickly who was. I realized that it was Mike and he was asking me how I was doing. I didn't respond at first and soon got another message. He told me that he figured I must've been pretty angry and really wanted to meet up to talk to me. I reluctantly responded back to him and asked him what he wanted. He told me that he wanted to meet up and talk about the party. I was extremely reluctant to accept his offer, but at the same time he had fucked me and I needed to know if anyone else knew about this. I finally gave in and told him that I would meet up with him the following Saturday morning for some brunch. He thanked me and told me that he looked forward to meeting up. Saturday morning arrived and my husband went off work as I was getting up. I went into the closet and decided to throw on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. Once I was ready I shot Mike a message and we decided where we would meet up. We chose a local diner and I made my way over to it. He arrived a short time later and I was surprised to see him carrying a dozen roses. He handed me the roses and told me that they were for me. I thanked him for them and we made our way inside. We were quickly seated and ordered a couple of coffees while we looked over the menu. Once we were ready we ordered our food and then began to chat. He asked me what I thought of the party and I responded by telling him that I had a good time and that what happened was a simple mistake. I told him how I got him and my husband mixed up because they were both wearing the same costumes. He told me that he understood but at the same time, he told me that he really enjoyed himself while we were down the basement. I asked him how he could take his friends wife down the basement and fuck her just like that and he told me that friendship aside, he had lusted for me for the past 12 or 13 years and couldn't pass up the opportunity. He continued to tell me that I was very attractive and that he wanted me today just as much as he wanted me years ago. I just sat and listened as he went on and on about fantasizing about me and how excited he was when we were dancing on the dance floor. He didn't know that I was dancing with him by accident. He thought that I legitimately wanted to dance with him.

I don't know if it was the way he was talking to me, or if I just had a very big heart but he somehow managed to convince me that this was all one big mistake and that he hadn't done it on purpose. He seemed to be genuinely honest with me and that put me at ease. We continued to talk and I asked him where we went from here. He turned and looked out the window of the diner for a few seconds before looking back at me. He grabbed my hand from the table and held it while seeming very nervous. He asked me if he could tell me something without me getting mad. I told him to go ahead and that I would be fine. He looked straight into my eyes and told me that the quickie that we had the other night was something that he had fantasized about for a long time. He knew that I was married and wasn't looking for any type of commitment. Instead, he told me that he really enjoyed what had happened and wanted nothing more than for it to happen again. I quickly shook my head and was about to say no but he cut me off. He told me that he understood that it was wrong but at the same time he had fantasized about me for so long and when he finally got a small taste, he realized how bad he wanted to live out his fantasies. I really wasn't sure what to say to him as he continued talking. He told me that he wanted nothing more than to spend a couple hours together so that he could fully enjoy himself, and then that would be it. He wouldn't bother me ever again. It would be a one-time thing for a few hours and that would be the end of it. I told him that this was all completely wrong and that there was no way I could do some like that. I realized where he was coming from but I just couldn't do it. He pleaded with me and told me to at least consider it. I don't know what came over me at that moment, but I told him that I would be willing to take it into consideration. As I told him, I couldn't believe the words were coming out of my mouth. He smiled and thanked me and we eventually finished up our brunch.

He walked me to my car and as we went to say our goodbyes I decided to hug him and give him a kiss on the cheek. As I went to kiss him he turned and landed up pecking him on the lips instead. That brought a huge smile across his face and I knew that he had enjoyed it. I hopped in my car and was soon on my way home. As I drove I thought about everything that he had said and legitimately wondered if something like that would be worth it. If I were to allow him to fuck, then would he really leave me alone? Would we be able to put this all behind us and get on with our lives? The fact that I was even thinking about it surprised me even more. I thought back to that night in his basement and realized that the quickie sex that we had wasn't that bad. I had enjoyed bouncing up and down on his cock even though I didn't know it was him at the time. At the same time all of this was completely wrong. I was a happily married woman who had made a mistake at the party. I was concerned that if I denied Mike, would he say anything to anyone about what had happened. I had a lot to think about as I headed home.

The next few days went by as normal as I spent most of the time working and tending to my home life. Mike's offer ran through my head continuously and I still had no idea what I was going to do. I wanted to make him happy and this way I know he would stay quiet but at the same time this was wrong on so many levels. I also surprisingly found myself wondering what Mike would want to do to satisfy me. I knew that he had lusted for me for all these years and that night in the basement was just a quickie. Part of me wondered what he would do if given a decent amount of time. I knew that it was crazy to think about that because like I said I was a happily married woman and this was all just completely wrong on many different levels. At the same time I was just very curious. I told myself that this entire situation was crazy and that I needed to figure this all out .The following Friday morning as I was sitting at my desk, I got a message on my phone and saw that Mike had sent me another message. I opened the message and it was just an invitation for some lunch. I responded and asked him what he had in mind, and he told me that he had just purchased a brand-new grill and wanted to break it in. He offered to host me for a barbecue and after thinking about it I accepted. I don't know why I did, but I did. I knew it was risky but decided to do it anyway. I told him I would see him Saturday afternoon and he thanked me.

Saturday morning I got up and tended to a few things around the house before getting ready to go to Mike's. I showered and decided to throw on a pair of tights along with a nice dress shirt. I finished getting ready and told my husband that I was going out with a couple of friends. He told me to have fun and was going to spend the afternoon watching some football game. I got into my car and was soon on my way. I arrived at Mike's a short time later and took a deep breath as I parked my car. I slowly made my way to his front door and rang the bell. He quickly opened the door and greeted me while telling me that I looked great. I thanked him for his complement and we made our way inside. I was a nervous wreck and didn't know what to expect as we walked through the house. We made our way into the living room where he came and stood behind me and rubbed my shoulders while asking me how I was. I told him that I was doing well and he continued working my shoulders. It actually felt pretty good to be massaged. As he rubbed them, I felt him get a little bit closer to me until he was directly behind me. All of a sudden out of nowhere, he lowered his face to the back of my neck and softly kissed me. I didn't react and just stood there frozen. He noticed that I didn't react and continued kissing my neck while lowering his hands from my shoulders down to my waistline. Then from my waistline, he ran them up over my stomach to my breasts and began to gently squeeze them. I still didn't do anything and he pretty much took that as the green light to keep going. I don't know what had gotten into me, but I was basically letting Mike take over and do what he wanted.

He continued to kiss and suck on my neck while running his hands all over my body. Slowly, he reached for my shirt and began to lift it up. I instinctively stretched my arms up into the air and he pulled it off. Once he had it off he continued kissing my neck and slowly worked his way down my back to the clasp of my bra. He undid my bra and slid both of the straps down my arms and tossed it aside and then reached up and began to squeeze my tits. He took his time enjoying each tit, before running his hands down to my tights. I felt him stick his fingers into the waistline and he soon slid my tights and panties down to my ankles and I stepped out of them. I was now standing completely nude in front of Mike as he kissed my body all over. What the heck had gotten into me?

He ran his lips around my body and slowly made his way back up to my face where he placed his lips on mine and began kissing. I didn't respond at first, but after a few seconds found myself kissing him back. We kissed one another for a little while before he began to undress himself. Once he was completely nude, I got a good look at his cock and noticed that it was pretty impressive. It was probably a good seven or 8 inches long and fairly thick. He led me by the hand over to the couch and had me lay on my back. He then positioned himself between my legs and lowered his mouth to my pussy. He began working his tongue around my clit, and I found myself enjoying it. As he worked his tongue, I asked myself what the hell I was doing but couldn't find the strength to get up and leave. He continued working his tongue and mouth all over my pussy and it actually felt really good. He knew how to use his lips and tongue very well. I could feel a climax building as he began rubbing my opening with his finger while eating me out. I found myself breathing harder and harder as the worked my clit. Within seconds I began cumming and let out a very loud moan. I felt wave after wave of pleasure as he continued licking me.

He licked up my juices until he felt me calm down. He then got up and climbed on top of me and I soon felt the tip of his cock rubbing against my opening. I knew that there was no turning back now. He slowly penetrated me and slid inch by inch of his cock deep into my pussy. I gripped the side of the couch as he buried himself inside of me. Once he had it in, he began to thrust in and out of my pussy at a slow pace. I was actually surprised that he was taking his time. I had expected him to throw me down and fuck me as quick as he could. Instead he was taking his time and making me feel good. I closed my eyes as he thrusted his cock in and out of me, slowly picking up his pace. As he did, he whispered into my ear that I felt amazing. I didn't respond and he just continued fucking me. I still couldn't believe that I was laying on Mike's couch with him balls deep in my pussy.

He fucked me for a few minutes, increasing his pace a little by little and I soon felt him tense up. He told me that he was getting close and I looked him in the eye and asked him to cum on my tits. He seemed a bit disappointed, but did as I asked and pulled his cock out of my pussy and quickly stood over me and finished himself off all over my chest. Once he was done, he helped me up on the couch and then walked me to the bathroom so that I could clean myself up. Once I had cleaned up I walked out of the bathroom and without saying anything he grabbed me by the hand and led me down the hall to his bedroom. I realized we weren't done and was probably going to get fucked a few times before this was all said and done. He led me into the room and we made our way over to the bed. We once again began kissing each other and this time I found myself partaking much more. I reached out and stroked his cock while we kissed and he in turn rubbed my pussy. Once he was nice and hard, I had him lay on the bed and then straddled him. I guided his cock to my pussy and he penetrated me easily. I sat for a second and enjoyed the feel of his cock inside of me. I then began to raise and lower myself on his cock as he laid back and enjoyed. As I did, I found myself enjoying the feel of his cock inside of me more and more. I was surprised to find myself feeling that way. I was taking my time and really working his cock as he laid back and moaned my name. The more he moaned my name, the more I got into it and really began riding that hard cock.

This time around he managed to last quite a bit longer as I bounced up and down on his shaft faster and faster. After several minutes of me bouncing around on his cock, he yelled out that he was getting real close. At that moment I found myself not giving the shit and continued to ride him. His hard cock felt so good that I needed to feel him unload inside of me. I bounced even harder and he soon let out a loud grunt and erupted inside of me. He flooded my pussy with wave after wave of his hot cum. It felt amazing and erotic to have another man's cum in my pussy and that set me over the edge and I came once again. Once the two of us were done cumming, I climbed off him and collapsed onto the bed beside him where we both laid and tried to catch our breaths. That was probably one of the most amazing fucks that I had ever had. We were both covered in sweat and out of breath. Any guilt that I had been feeling had pretty much gone away and I was now focused on getting more of that cock.

We ended up laying in bed for quite a while before he got up and got us each a glass of wine. We enjoyed the wine with very little chatter. Once we finished the wine, we immediately began kissing each other once again. I couldn't believe how much I was kissing him after not really caring for him all these years. I guess you could say I gave into my lust and desire today. We kissed and played with each other's bodies were several minutes before I got on all fours on the bed. He smiled and positioned himself behind me. I parted my legs and soon felt the tip of his cock rubbing against my pussy. With one thrust, he buried himself deep inside of me yet again. His cock once again felt great as he grabbed me by the hips and began to thrust in and out of me. He took his time at first, slowly fucking me and squeezing both my ass and my tits. Little by little he picked up his pace and began to fuck me harder and harder. As he did, I found myself turning back and telling him to fuck me harder. He smiled and did just that. He really began giving it to me and I even went as far as grabbing his hand and placing it on my hair. He got the hint and began to pull my hair while also smacking my ass cheeks. He did this for several minutes causing my pussy to get sore. He had just gotten off a couple of times so he was able to last a lot longer this time around.

After fucking me pretty hard for almost 10 min. he finally yelled out that he was going to cum. I found myself moaning back at him, telling him to fill my pussy with his hot cum. He gave it all that he and pounded me with every last bit of energy that he had. Within seconds I felt him blow another load inside my pussy. He continued pumping me until he shot off every last drop inside of me. Once he was done, he pulled his cock out of me and we both collapsed onto the bed in a sweaty heap. I had officially become a whore but at the moment I didn't care. We laid in bed for a while before I realized that I should probably get going. I got up, cleaned myself up and then got redressed. Mike walked me to the door and as we walked he seemed a bit disappointed. I asked if he was okay and he just nodded and said I guess this is it. I knew what he was talking about because he had told me earlier that it would be a one-time thing. I smiled and gave him a kiss on the lips and told him that as long as he promised to keep this quiet, and keep fucking me as good as he did today then he would be seeing a lot more of me in the future. He smiled and kissed me and I was soon on my way. All of this was completely wrong and I had never intended for any of this to happen, but once I got the feel of that cock inside of me, I couldn't help but want more and more...