“Trick or treat Mister.” Simon had just opened the door to another little ghost or monster and had dutifully dished out the last of his candy. Perfect timing, it was time for him to leave to do the evening shift at the bar he worked at.
He was walking to get his keys when there was another knock. He almost chose to ignore it but decided to break the bad news to the latest monster.
“I’m sorry, I’m all out of candy” he said as he opened the door, then smiled when he saw it was his new neighbour. Marilyn? Marion? He’d met her on the street a couple of times.
“Oh, that’s a shame Simon” she smiled. Marilyn, he remembered.
“I’m sorry Marilyn. Is everything okay?”
“I think my car battery is flat, I’m wondering if you could help start it. I’m going to a party at a friends house.”
Simon explained that he didn’t have the leads to do that and was heading to work.
“Where’s the party?”
Marilyn told him and he smiled.
“That’s on my way. I can give you a lift if you like.”
“That would be lovely, thank you young man. I can always get a taxi home if I can’t get a ride.”
Simon grabbed his keys, locked the door and walked her to his car. At the door he’d assumed she’d been standing on the step but as she steadied herself on his arm he realised the added height came from the heels of her boots.
Holding the car door open for her he was rewarded with a smile, framed by her white hair cut so it curved around her face.
He’d guessed her age to be around sixty, double his. The two talks they’d shared once she moved in six weeks ago had been short but he learned her husband had died and she’d moved back to be nearer some old friends.
“Is it a Halloween party?”
“Sort of” she smiled, crossing her legs and he saw that under the long coat the heels belonged to some high boots. “It’s also a little welcome back for me.”
“I don’t know how late the party is going but I work till one. I can pick you up on the way home.”
“That’s so kind” her petite hand rested on his arm. She seemed to think for a moment before adding, “it might go a bit later, it depends. You’re welcome to call in if you like.”
“I might look out of place in my work clothes.” Simon was wearing his black shirt and pants for the bar.
“Oh no, Black is a very popular amongst my friends. You’ll fit right in.”
They talked about his work and he explained he did the bar twice a week as well as his day job. He told her it paid his mortgage.
“I plan to own the house by the time I’m thirty two” he said proudly.
“What does your girlfriend think?”
“I don’t have one” he replied.
“Boyfriend?” Marilyn asked.
“No” Simon laughed, “although you’re not the first to ask. I just haven’t met someone yet who I feel comfortable with.”
She directed him to the house. It was in a gated estate and a security guard let them through, Marilyn telling them that Simon would be back at one to pick her up.
The house was lit up and Simon waited for two cars to be taken away by valets before he was able to stop at the door. The couples he saw enter were different, one of them both of similar age to Marilyn and the other a man of around Simons age escorting a middle aged lady in a black coat.
Marilyn waited in the seat and Simon realised she was waiting for him to act. He quickly exited the car and went around and opened her door.
“Good boy” she praised him. “Please walk me to the door.” She took his arm and as they approached the door it opened and a tall redhead in a red leather jumpsuit threw her arms open wide.
“Marilyn, welcome back!”
Marilyn let go of Simons arm just before she was wrapped in the hug. Simon waited until the two had finished and was about to leave when a firm hand held him back.
“Who is you’re delicious young friend Marilyn, did you bring me a gift?”
“Simon, this gorgeous rather forward Lady is our Hostess, Veronica.”
“Pleased to meet you Ma’am. You have a lovely house.”
“Thank you Simon. It has lots of special features.” Her voice was husky and her full lips curled in a smile.
Marilyn explained why Simon was there, and that he would be coming back after work.
“Maybe I can give you a tour then young man.”
Simon heard the two ladies laughing as he returned to the car. He had the feeling work was going to drag tonight.
Simon had been late getting away from the bar. It seemed like all the crazies were out for Halloween and it was nearer two than one when he arrived at Veronica’s. Not that it seemed to matter, the party still seemed to be in full swing.
Before taking Simons car away the valet took him to the door and opened it, allowing him inside. There was about a dozen people spread around the room but no sign of Marilyn. Unsure what to do he was considering leaving when Veronica appeared suddenly and advanced upon him.
“Mmmm hello Simon darling, I thought you may have changed your mind.” Her jumpsuit was undone at the from, displaying most of her large bosom and freshly applied perfume enveloped him as he was wrapped in her hug.
“Is Marilyn still here?”
“.Oh yes baby, she’s not going anywhere too soon.” She grabbed hold of his arm. “Come with me, We’ll look for her as I show you the house.”
As he walked deeper into the front room Simon recognised the older man he’d seen arrive but the lady on knees before him was definitely younger than the one he’d arrived with.
“Another wonderful party Veronica” the man said as they walked past.
“Thank you Judge” she replied, then turned to Simon, “I think I know where his wife is.”
Veronica paused at a door and opened it slightly, peeking in. Simon could hear moans coming from inside and Veronica manoeuvred him in from of her.
He’d never seen anything like it in real life, maybe in a movie. The young man he’d seen arrive was behind the judges wife, something animal like about the way he was thrusting into her. The moans were coming from his mature partner who was at the end of the bed, the judges wife face buried deep in her sex.
He felt Veronica press in tight against him, her lips against his ear as her arm moved around, drawing him back against her ample breasts.
“Martin is such a fine young man, very popular at my parties. Sally has done well.”
Simon jumped a little as Veronica’s hand slid down his from and pressed against his growing excitement. His gasp caught Sally’s attention and she looked to the door, her smile sending chills through him.
“She smells fresh blood” Veronica whispered as she began to rub him, “but she will have to wait. Someone else is ready for you.” She closed the door and led him to the end of the passage. As the door opened he saw the room was filled with a red glow.
As his eyes adjusted he saw a figure tied face first to a cross and he recognised it was Marilyn by her hair.
“We were having a little play when the security man called to say you were here” Veronica explained as she began to remove his shirt, pausing to kiss him. “She brought you to us so she gets you first” his pants fell away freeing his erection, her long fingers wrapped around it, pulling him to the cross. “She’s ready for you.”
“Marilyn?” Simon asked softly.
“Fuck me Simon, please” her soft voice pleaded.
“You heard her pet, fuck her” Veronica let go of him and spread Marilyn’s legs a little wider.
As if in a trance he obeyed, his cock the hardest he could remember as he slid in. He heard a zip behind him then felt Veronica’s bare breasts pushing in behind him, put her own weight behind each of his thrusts, Marilyn’s moans getting louder as she forced Simon in deeper and deeper.
“She waited for you” Veronica told him as her nails found his nipples, “I had Martin ready for her but she waited.”
He felt Marilyn start to shake on him, her moans coming louder , pressing back until with a scream she released, her fluid flooding over his cock.
Unsure what had happened he stopped. Veronica stepped back, then saw what had happened.
“It’s okay pet, she squirted, it means you were good.” She quickly undid Marilyn’s bindings and she fell to her knees, regaining her breath then grabbing Simons cock.
“Mmmmm yesss” Simon moaned as his neighbour draw him in between her lips, her face tilted slightly and eyes seeking approval.
“Grip her hair Simon, fuck her face.”
Simon looked down and Marilyn attempted to nod. He wrapped his fingers in her hair and began thrusting deep, pausing when she gagged, but resuming as Veronica urged him on.
“Keep going pet, she needs you, feed her” Veronica’s voice growled, her hand sliding between his legs, nails teasing his arse before stroking, grasping his balls.
Suddenly her long finger slid inside Simon, the sensation driving him past the edge and he exploded deep in Marilyn’s mouth. Trying to pull back, he couldn’t,
pressed between the two, Marilyn’s lips clamped on him as Veronica’s finger helped drain his seed.
Simon’s legs were shaking and Veronica held him tight. He moaned as she withdrew her finger, allowing her to turn and kiss him. He could tell she was excited , her breathing fast.
He saw her push a button and Sally came through the door and helped Marilyn to her feet.
“Should I take her home now?” Simon asked. Veronica and Sally laughed.
“I’ll look after her Simon, the night is just beginning” Sally replied as she led Marilyn from the room.
As the door closed Veronica kissed him again, deep, their tongues duelling, drawing Simons breathe from him. He felt her arms release him, moving to his shoulders and her strength began pushing him down to his knees.
“Time for your treat baby” her finger pushed through his lips and he instinctively sucked, “good boy” she moaned deeply. “Let’s see what you just learned.”
Her finger left his mouth while her other hand rested on his head. He watched, mesmerised as she began to lower the zip on the leather suit even more.
“Ohhh” Simons mouth opened in surprise as a fully erect eight inches swung into view, unable to say anymore as Veronica pushed it through his open lips. He rolled his tongue around the silky softness trying to make space to breathe, hearing Veronica’s moans.
Suddenly it was withdrawn and he looked up through her breasts at her smiling face.
“Trick or treat my pet?”
Simon looked at the firm cock in front of his face, imagining himself on the cross as Marilyn had been. His own cock began to grow hard again. He’d never felt like this before.
“Treat Mistress” he replied before lowering his mouth onto her once again.