Taken By The Phantom
I’d rented a harem girl outfit for this Halloween party, a downright sexy ensemble comprised of a red and gold, beaded bustier that showed off a deep cleavage, a bare midriff, and a long, matching skirt of mainly diaphanous fabric. It certainly got heads turning once I arrived. I didn’t mind. It was a chance to act out secret fantasies that I conjure when sleep evades me.
Guests in colorful costumes swirled and shook on the dance floor to an upbeat tune. My gaze moved unconsciously to a place across the dance floor, and my heart skipped a beat as I locked eyes with the Phantom of the Opera. Even from a distance, the heat in his gaze moved over me like a current. He was tall and dark-haired, imposing in a black cape and that mysterious white mask that covered his face from the nose up. The square line of his jaw and the sensual curve of his mouth made a knot tighten right between my thighs.
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Thursday, December 3, 2009

