Hi, my name is Lori and this is a story about a Halloween party I attended recently. I am a 35 year old housewife from Nashville with two children and a wonderful husband. I am a fitness nut, which has allowed me to keep my figure, even after two pregnancies. My C cup breasts have remained perky with large upturned nipples that have gotten even longer since breastfeeding my two children. My nipples are so large that they can clearly be seen through my padded bras. I often notice guys staring at my chest and my nipples get even harder. My long auburn hair goes to middle of my back and is usually in a pony tail. I have large green eyes and a few freckles on my face, revealing my Irish ancestry.
I met my husband Steve while I was in college where we began dating in my first few days at college. He wasn't my first sexual partner, but I was far from experienced. I had only had sex with two guys before him and they were both high schoolers with very little experience themselves. So my first time with Steve was amazing. I had never had an orgasm before and he easily brought me to three that night. I've been in love with him ever since and we married shortly after I graduated college and moved to Nashville to start a family.
This past Halloween we were invited to our first costume party since we had kids. It was to be held at a friend of Steve's from work. Since the party was at Steve's friend's house we agreed that I would drink and he would be the designated driver. My husband convinced me that all of the women were wearing tramps costumes now a days and that I should wear one as well. I chose a prison guard outfit that consisted of a very short one piece dress that barely covered my ass and a few props, including handcuffs and a baton. The dress had a top to bottom zipper in the front. My husband loved the idea of such easy access to my fun parts and we used the costume in our love making many times leading up to the party. I have to admit it was fun to play the slutty prison guard in our bedroom.
On the night of the party my husband convinced me to wear sexy underwear under my costume. I had planned to wear shorts and a t-shirt under the exposing costume. I chose my only thong and a matching bra that barely covered my nipples and didn't come close to keeping my huge nipples from pressing the material of my dress out. I hadn't realized how low the dress was cut. Looking in the mirror, my breasts looked huge spilling out the top of the dress and my whole ass would be exposed, if I bent over even a little bit. I begged my husband to let me bring some extra clothes, but he declined, saying that all of the other women would be dressed even more scantily than I was.
We arrived at the party about an hour after the invite time and the party was in full swing. Sure enough, most of the women were dressed in very tramps outfits, many of them out doing mine. Nearly all of the people here were much younger than my husband and I and the bodies were all spectacular. Soon I was completely at ease in my revealing outfit, because of all the younger, hotter, sluttier women at the party to gather the guy's attention. My husband started playing pool with a few of the guys and left me at the bar. That was fine with me. I wanted to get my buzz going anyway. I discovered that most of the women around me didn't know anyone there either and we all started talking and drinking heavily.
A few hours of drinking later and I was feeling no pain at all. I got up from the bar and made way over to where my husband had been playing pool. He was nowhere to be found. I asked the two guys who were playing pool if they knew where my husband was. I knew both of these guys in passing from my husband's office. They were both in their twenties and had very nice bodies. Jeff was dressed as a navy guy and I have to say he looked really hot in the nice white uniform. Rex was dressed as a cop and he made a comment about us being partners, because of my prison guard uniform. They offered to help me find him and we headed out of the basement, with me leading the way. I realized as we climbed the stairs that they could easily see my uncovered ass up my tiny dress.
At the top of the stairs we found my husband passed out on the couch. I was very upset.
"So much for a designated driver" I complained
"Looks like you're spending the night. You better go claim a room now or you'll be sleeping on the couch with your husband here." Jeff said
The led me upstairs where the bedrooms were and we found one that wasn't taken. I thanked them and started to enter my room.
"I think we each deserve a kiss for all of our help" Rex said as I sat on the bed.
"I'm not a very good kisser" I replied
"Why would you say that?" Rex asked
"My husband never wants to kiss me anymore, even during sex. I figure I must be really bad at it or something" I shared more than I should have. Alcohol is the best truth serum.
"Well, I'm sure we could judge that for you. Why don't you kiss each of us and we'll tell you what we think" Rex said as they sat on either side of me on the bed.
"OK. I guess I do owe you for finding me a nice place to sleep tonight" I said as I leaned over to Jeff in his navy costume and gave him an open mouthed kiss. After a few minutes of kissing him, I turned to Rex and gave him a deep kiss.
"Nice kiss and good tongue action, but I think you should use your hands more. You were like a zombie" Jeff said.
"I usually do use my hands with my husband, but I couldn't with you guys" I explained.
"If we're going to judge your kiss properly, we are going to need you to do it exactly like you would with your husband." Rex said as he pulled my face towards his and planted a deep kiss on me. I started rubbing my hands over his chest and through his hair as he kissed me. His hands also did some roaming. He started at the back of my neck and worked his way down to my breasts. This was really starting to turn me on. I could feel my pussy begin to moisten and I knew my nipples were pressing the material of my dress out quite a bit.
When that kiss was over, I turned to Jeff and he laid me back on the bed as he kissed me.