"Come on, MC! You've got to go with me!" Tara tugged on MC's arm, who was trying to back away from her friend.
MC shook her head, pulling her arm out of Tara's grip.
"How can I go to a costume party without a costume ? Besides, you dropped this on me today, the day of the party?"
Tara pouted and sighed dramatically as she slumped into your office chair.
"So? I have some stuff at home, and we can dress up together-"
"- No , I can't and won't do that to you. But you can go and have fun."
Tara sat up, frowning.
"But I can't go alone-"
"-So you can invite someone else, someone who likes going to parties."
"But I want to go with you MC. Pretty please?" Tara pleaded, looking at you with a sad expression.
As much as she wanted to go home after work, take a long shower, and gorge herself with candy and snacks with her husband, she caved and nodded to Tara.
She squealed and grabbed your hands, the sad look on her face long gone and replaced with excitement.
"I'll send you the invite! Oh, this is going to be so much fun!"
(TIME SEPARATION)
When the clock struck five o'clock, MC and Tara parted ways to go home and get ready for the party.
MC looked over the invite on her phone, chuckling at the dancing jack-o-lantern stickers on the flyer.
The flyer said the party would start at eight o'clock, so that gave her an hour to find a costume, and two hours to get ready and arrive. She sent the invitation to Zayne, who already confirmed with her earlier that he'd go with her.
And off she went to the mall in search of a costume.
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' Are these all of my options? ' she thought as she skimmed through the shelves at the costume store.
Either she dressed as a sexy cop or gave up and wore a onesie of a cartoon character, and MC didn't want to do either one. Not to mention, the prices were crazy expensive in comparison to the quality of the costume.
She was about to turn around and text Tara that she couldn't find a costume after all, and that's when something caught her eye.
It was a costume pack; it had a simple nurse outfit and a 'nurse hat'. She picked it up, read the price, and figured it fit in her costume budget.
' Huh. This will work '.
(TIME SEPARATION)
Zayne arrived at the party a little while after Tara and MC did, and he immediately felt his pants tighten at the sight of his wife.
He needed her on a bed and out of that costume immediately.
(TIME SEPARATION)
"What were you thinking?"
MC couldn't speak, her lips pressed tightly together.
His large hands moved along her upper thighs, smoothing under her skirt. They felt cold against her skin, breaking her out in goosebumps.
"Wearing such a costume… You do know I'm a doctor , don't you?"
MC nodded shakily, breathing in sharply through her nose when he opened the front of her costume.
She didn't know that a sexy nurse costume would do this much damage to him. She had bought it as a simple joke, and she decided to wear it to a costume party Tara invited her to.
It wasn't very flashy either; it was a simple stereotypical nurse costume, but shorter and tighter. It had little red buttons on the sleeves and the middle going down, and a red ribbon hem on the bottom of the skirt.
It was a deeper "V" cut than anything MC would typically wear, but that was the point. At least she thought so.
She also wore a pair of skin color pantyhose with the costume, given that it was so short, and red stilettos added even more to the look.
At least they did at the party downstairs.
Now, they were strewn on the floor, followed by her silly 'nurse' hat and hair clip.
Zayne looked down at the girl, eyes dark with lust and ears dusted pink at the tips.
"You did this on purpose, didn't you?"
MC bit her lip. She was figured out.
She whined quietly as Zayne finally, finally pushed her skirt up past her thighs, now fixating on her pantyhose.
He spread her legs and kneeled in front of her, palming her through the pantyhose. He was so close to where she wanted him, but he wouldn't move yet.
Zayne carefully placed a hand on her crotch, adding more pressure to her, and MC gritted her teeth.
"These weren't expensive, were they?"
MC blinked dumbly at him, and she shook her head. She was about to ask him why he wanted to know but was promptly silenced by the sound of them tearing in the middle. The cool air of the bedroom washed over her, making her shiver.
Holy fuck .
She needed to find more of these costumes soon.
Zayne's eyes widened as stared in between her legs before looking back up at her burning red face.
"You little minx. You did plan this."
MC moaned as Zayne dragged a gloved finger from her drooling slit up to her clit, circling it roughly.
He peppered horny, open-mouthed kisses on her thighs, getting closer to her core.
"No panties, hm?"
MC shut her eyes tightly, and she resisted the urge to grab her husband's hair and shove him onto her aching cunt.
He chuckled at her desperation, he found it cute.
Zayne ripped her pantyhose a bit more, giving him better access to her pussy. He leaned in close, watching as MC tensed her stomach in anticipation.
He could tease her more, but he ultimately decided to please MC instead.
" Don't worry, MC. Doctor Zayne will take care of you ."