Halloween Double Cross

I felt confused. Troubled. I had never before considered wearing women's underwear - though obviously I loved it when Jo wore sexy lingerie to bed. Occasionally she would rub my cock with her used panties or use the delicate fabric to play with and stimulate my nipples - so maybe she knew something I didn't - at least not consciously - that is, that I had some suppressed longing to actually wear women's clothes. I dismissed these thoughts, reflecting that it was only natural to have these feelings. The ridiculousness of our attire coupled with the kinkiness of it would mean any guy would be a little turned on by wearing such an outfit - Wouldn't he?

"Come on my sexy lesbian. Taxi's arrived." Jo's voice broke my disturbing thoughts. I took one last look at myself in the mirror and made my way into the darkness of a cold October evening.

The cold helped to ease any last remaining stirrings of excitement. Twenty minutes later we arrived at a gated community of apartment blocks that had been developed for middle class professionals on the outskirts of the city.

We entered the main lobby of the reception area and apart from the security guard I was relieved to see no one else hanging about. In the lift Jo squeezed my ass and pressed her tongue into my mouth. She hand't been this frisky for months and I wondered what had got into her. She was clearly excited at the prospect of a wild evening out together. But even at that point I had no idea how wild it would become, nor how it would change me.

The elevator doors opened on the top floor. Before we even exited we could hear the cacophony of music and reverie coming from our final destination. We shared one final kiss before Jo reapplied some lip gloss to us both.

"How do I look?" I asked.

"I don't think you'll be short of offers." She joked.

"You neither Nurse Slutty."

The party host, James - dressed in an outrageously short maid's costume with pink fluorescent stockings and matching lipstick greeted us at the door.