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Costumes / Thought Projection

It's Halloween. Will Penelope be his naughty nurse, mischievous maid or sexy secretary?

Luke spotted her from across the room and could have smiled at the costume she had chosen to wear.

She hadn't dressed up like the other girls - she wasn't like other girls, he knew that already, so he should have expected she wouldn't dress the same as them.

Most of the girls here were dressed in the usual costumes, naughty nurses, mischievous maids and sexy sectaries. But not her.

She was dressed in a simple black dress that fell to her knees, with black tights and black boots. She had two black cat ears on her head and a black tail dangling from her backside (it was a rather lovely backside even if he did say so himself) and her face was painted with a cat nose and whiskers. It was cute - and so her.

Luke took a sip of his water and headed over to her, nodding towards Matt and Rossi as he went. Matt had dressed up as a navy officer and Rossi had decided to come as a clown - albeit a pretty terrifying one.

"Nice costume," he greeted, sliding up beside her and standing against the wall, pretending to watch the party when he was really watching her out the corner of his eye.

"Thanks, Newbie." He was pleased when a blush covered her face. "You don't look so bad yourself."

His costume wasn't anything extravagant or well thought out. He was wearing a black and white striped prisoners outfit, complete with the hat.

"I thought it was quite ironic."

He didn't miss the smile that graced her face.

There was silence between them and Luke felt the need to fill it.

"Good work today, what with finding out who that girl was through her website."

She waved her hand as if it was nothing. "There's nowhere on the internet that they can hide from me."

He agreed wholeheartedly.

Silence enveloped them once more until Penelope broke it.

"You did well today too," she began. "Waiting for an opportunity to get the gun off her. It means she can have a proper trial and the families might get some closure."

Silence.

"Do you really think my costumes nice?" she asked, turning to look at him.

He tore his eyes away from the party. "Of course."

She looked down and played with the hem of her dress before looking back at him.

"Good - I was going to wear something else."

"Oh - what?" he asked.

"A dominatrix outfit."

Luke's eyes bugged open wide and he tried so hard to control the erection that was threatening to burst through his trousers. Inside his mind was screaming but he tried to keep his face as neutral as possible as visions of Penelope in leather with whips floated in and out of his mind.

He swallowed. "That's different."

"Yeah - but then I decided not to; didn't want to get anyone riled up." She glanced at him as if she could read his mind.

He nodded his head, incapable of words.

"It was black leather, pushed my breasts right up." He risked a glance at the two globes protruding from her dress. "Stopped just before my knees. I was going to go old school and wear stockings and suspenders." His eyes travelled down to her thick thighs and he watched as she picked the hem of her dress, slowly pulling it further and further up until it was so close to the tops of her thighs that Luke felt the need to get to knees and beg her for a peak.

She dropped it abruptly and his eye shot back to hers. She was smiling and her eyes were sparkling.

"I was going to wear these boots with it." They did look excellent on her. "With black lace underwear, of course."

Luke was feeling unsteady. He was so aroused he felt dizzy.

He needed to level the field. "You could have gone commando."

She smirked.

"I thought of that… but I didn't know what you were wearing. You might have turned me on so much, I would have gushed down my leg."

Her words left his speechless and his cock hard.

It was alright though, she had words for them both.

She leaned forward and it took all of Luke's strength to not look down her dress.

"If ever you want a private viewing, just give me a call."

Without another word, she walked away with confidence, a smirk on her face and a swagger in her step.

Luke never took his eyes from her as he watched go to the other side of the room and begin talking to JJ, Will and Spencer.

With a steady hand, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He went through his contact list and pressed on the familiar name.

"Hello?" The voice on the other end was crystal clear.

"I want a private viewing," he told her, his voice deep and strong

From across the room, Penelope's eyes met his and she smiled widely.