Halloween, Trick Or Treat – Mike’s Story - Sex Stories

Halloween, Trick Or Treat – Mike’s Story

My name is Mike, I’m a complete romantic. I’m in love with the most wonderful sexy woman on the planet. I met her a long time ago at a Halloween party. We married and I love her now, just as much as I did then. I will love her until the day I die. Let me tell you about her. * * * * I had been invited to a Halloween party, but decided not to go as I had nobody to go with. It must have been fate, because at the last minute I changed my mind and went along on my own. I got there at about seven forty five. After ten minutes or so an attractive girl arrived, also on her own. She stopped and spoke to the host in the hall as she removed her winter coat, before making her way into the party. She was wearing a little black dress. She looked absolutely stunning as she walked into the room. 'She’s nice, probably out of my league,' I thought to myself. Little did I know, she was thinking exactly the same about me. Our eyes met briefly. I’m normally a quiet and shy person, but her beautiful greenie blue eyes drew me towards her like a magnet. “I’m Mike,” I said smiling at her. “Hi, I’m Joanne, but everyone calls me Jo,” she beamed. “Hello Jo, can I get you a drink?” I asked. “Oh, yes, that’ll be nice. I’d like a white rum with cola please.” We sat on a windowsill and chatted over our drinks. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as we chatted. She looked amazing, I fancied her straight away. We stayed together all evening. As midnight approached, Jo announced, “I had better get off home soon.” ...

... “Let me see you home. We can share a taxi,” I offered. We swapped phone numbers in the back of the cab; I helped her put my number into her phone contacts. She wasn’t very good with technology. “Could we see each other again?” I asked. “Yes. I would like that,” she replied. I was fairly confident she would say yes, because during the evening she had said, “next time we go out” not “if we go out”. I phoned her during the week and arranged our first proper date. I picked her up in my MGB sports car at seven and drove to a pub in Sunbury on Thames. She looked good in tight black jeans and jumper. Jo never used a lot of makeup; just a hint of mascara and that was it. I was totally mesmerized by her, like a rabbit caught in headlights. I spent all evening staring at this gorgeous person sitting across the table. I loved everything about her. Her shoulder length dark brown hair, her pretty face, and her size twelve figure. Jo stood five foot four inches tall in her bare feet; I stood five foot eleven inches. I dwarfed her by seven inches. When she peeped up at me with her big sexy eyes, she looked irresistible. I can be a bit slow on the uptake sometimes, but this hit me like a sledgehammer. This was the moment in time when I realised I had fallen in love with this girl . We continued dating over the next few months, going out three or four times a week. I thought about her every day, I couldn’t get her out of my mind. I wanted to spend as much time with her as possible, hopefully ...