Halloween Starter for // @hclywars
To claim this was a lifetime fantasy was an understatement. House music boomed from beyond the door, emphasizing the energy from the party that lay past these walls. Hank moans as he feels her slender hands run up and down his dick—painfully slow while they inch closer and closer to their eventual meet. She was dressed in his favorite comic book character's suit—Harley Quinn. Hank was never quiet about how attracted he was to the character.
In true nerd fashion, he opted for a Batman costume for the party. It was a surprise to see that she decided to match his energy—and give him his fantasy. "Fuck..." He breathes. His eyes scan her form; she was beautifully fit into the costume. Her curves were emphasized and her cleavage was on display perfectly. A part of him wanted to rip off her clothes and fuck her senseless—the other part wanted to enjoy the sight of his wife in the perfect outfit.
"God damn..." He continues to breathe expletives in the place of any other form of communication; it was hard to think straight—especially with her all over his cock. The alcohol from the party gave his brain a nice sway and the excitement of fucking in a bedroom that wasn't theirs was exhilarating. "Someone could walk in." Hank warns, though the statement comes out as a tease more than anything. Perhaps he wanted someone to walk in.