I have always been captivated by the idea of attending a masquerade ball. I love the idea of everyone being in costume and hiding behind masks. As an author I love to explore how being masked changes the way my characters act. They are hidden, incognito and often their inhibitions just fall away.
In Fulfill Me Caitlyn gets an invite to a Halloween Party where fancy dress is obligatory. She goes to town on her costume choosing something that will shock and tease. She’s a very naughty girl you know! Here’s an excerpt for you:
Oh, a fancy dress ball! Fantastic. I love fancy dress and the mask thing will be great fun, yes. Masked flirting is almost more fun than face to face flirting. The extra mystique is intoxicating. I even have a mask, it’s lovely. Small, sparkly and sexy in red, which curves up the side of my face, delicately and elegantly. I used it once at a party years ago but kept it because of its beauty.
Now just to do some net surfing to work out what to wear with it. I want sexy, nope not wonder woman. And I want something a bit different so not a horny devil either. I need sophisticated but not poncy, so no I don’t like that Elizabethan look.
Now that’s the one! Just perfect, sexy, different and cool. Also I’m almost certain to get laid. Maybe someone will even offer to pay me; I’ve always been turned on by the thought of being a prostitute. This is a classy wild western whore with the frilly dress hiked up to one side exposing a red and black lace garter, and a cute little hat and red slippers. It looks as if the balconette top will show off my breasts to perfection.
And it will make old Sheila gawp and sigh and gossip. Oh yes, I am ordering this outfit, that’s for sure. I’m going to be the Belle of the ball.
See? She’s a complete minx but the best is yet to come. When she reaches the party she finds her perfect partner, the masked and mysterious cowboy! Read a little of their early interaction:
Whilst stood in the corner sipping at a glass of water a cowboy slips by me, his hand rests briefly on my hip and I catch a hint of a sweet citrus smell. I decide it’s worth playing a little with this one, so I spin around and meet him eye to eye.
“You can’t touch, what you’ve not paid for, you dirty rotten good fer nothing’ cowpoke. Just ‘cos I’m a whore doesn’t mean I’m easy you know!”
He smiles sardonically. His lips lifting at the corners and making his eyes sparkle under the wide, black sash across them. His face is further shadowed by the wide brim of his dark brown and battered cowboy hat.
“Well, excuse me Ma’am. I was just being friendly like, are you always this mean to potential customers?” his hand rests on his hip, as the elbow of his other arm rests on the bar. His body is bent towards me, one knee directed right at my crotch.
“No, but I’m always this mean to men who touch without asking a lady’s permission first.”
“I’ll remember that in future ma’am.” He grins, his fake American accent stretched, but still sounded pretty convincing. I like the look he has too, faded blue jeans, brown cowboy type boots and a plain, midnight black shirt, open at the collar.
“Good.” I nod curtly then sidle up beside him, rubbing my body along the length of his. “Now, buy me a drink, and we can talk about this potential custom of yours.”
“Oh, so now you’re friendly enough. What would you like to drink darlin’?”
“Scotch, on the rocks.” I reply, keeping to my character, and getting in some extra American Dutch courage. Knocking back the whiskey in one go might have been a bad decision though. I’m glad I went with the waterproof mascara tonight.
“Are you alright, darlin’?” He pats me on the back, as I splutter and pushes over a glass to me.
“Yep, it just went down the wrong way.” I smile crookedly and take a sip of the proffered water.
“I thought so.” The mysterious cowboy comments a smirk lingering over his lips. “Now then, what are your rates?”
“Oh well, I’m quite expensive, but I am very good value for money. I’ve never received any complaints.”
“That’s good because I don’t buy no cheap rubbish you know, I like quality. I like to buy something I know will last.” He grins once more and I smile sweetly back.
“No worries there, love. I can last as long as you need me too and longer no doubt.”
He laughs out loud startling the rotund vampire behind him and making me chuckle too. Something about this guy is really hitting all my spots, and I’m pretty certain that’s not just the scotch talking.
“Well, I’m definitely interested in making a purchase. Now, where do I go to get my goods?” His hand slips onto my arm and rests just above my elbow, I press closer to him.
“Well, I don’t think we’ll be able to get a room in this establishment, where would you suggest?”
“ I’m resting my horse not far from here, and I have what I think would be a comfy work environment for you there within -what do you say? Wanna ride pillion with me?”
“As long as you promise to hold me tight and not let me fall.” I reply, grazing his cheek with my highly stained lips.
“Fantastic.” He knocks back the end of his drink then offers his arm to me. I take it and allow him to walk me away from this little town bar, full of little town people to a place of mystery, magic and hopefully, ecstasy.
And sparks continue to fly. But who is that masked man? You’ll have to pick up a copy of Fulfill Me to find out! Get your copy from Amazon.com http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B008PUOCJC/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B008PUOCJC&linkCode=as2&tag=lucyfelt-20, Amazon.co.uk http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B008PUOCJC/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1634&creative=19450&creativeASIN=B008PUOCJC&linkCode=as2&tag=lucyfelthouse-21 and All Romance Ebooks https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-fulfillme-895165-144.html and all good book retailers.
If you got an invite to a posh Halloween Masquerade Ball what would you dress up as?
Victoria Blisse is a mother, wife, Christian, Manchester United fan and award winning erotica author. She is also the editor of several Bigger Briefs collections, Smut by the Sea and Smut in the City.
She is equally at home behind a laptop or a cooker and she loves to create stories, poems, cakes and biscuits that make people happy. She was born near Manchester, England and her northern English quirkiness shows through in all of her stories.Passion, love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her busy life.
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