Seducing Robin: Things We Do For Lust Bk 3 by Geist Sean

Author:Geist, Sean [Geist, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2015-09-28T04:00:00+00:00

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Three Years Prior

“I vant, to suck, your blood,” Peter said in his best, worst, Bela Lugosi impression.

Robin shrieked like a little girl as he playfully lunged for her from behind the bedroom closet door.

It was their first Halloween as a married couple and they wanted it to be special.

Peter had rented a fairly expensive black cape with a red velvet lining. He wore it over a black tuxedo he had acquired a few years before. Robin had sewn in an exaggerated collar for him. His finishing touches were white pancake makeup, bold black eyeliner, blood red contact lenses and realistic plastic fangs with a little red food coloring.

They weren't going out, but the couple planned to give any kids who stopped at their house to trick-or-treat a moment to remember.

“You're going to give a few kids nightmares with that get-up,” Robin said as she pulled away and inspected her husband's handiwork. “Nicely, done.”

“Isn't scaring kids the reason for the season?”

“Okay, I'll direct all the angry parents in your direction.”

“Look who's talking. Your costume isn't exactly warm and fuzzy.”

Robin was dressed like a witch, straight out of a Brothers Grimm nightmare. She wore a frumpy black dress with lots of tears in it; she got it from a thrift store so she didn't mind destroying it for her art. She stuffed it with crumpled newspaper to give some heft to her thin frame.

“The breasts look good on you,” Peter said.

Robin smacked him with her straw broom. She had stuffed the bosom of the dress to add two cup sizes – for realism. She made up her face with sickly green foundation and added a few moles and warts using tips she found on a theatre make-up website. She wore ratty sandals with a pair of gaudy multi-color socks. She topped the whole thing off with a tall pointy witch's hat.

Her costume was the opposite of sexy.

“No one's gonna want to suckle from these puppies,” she said, groping her stuffed breasts with her free hand.

“I might,” Peter said, re-affecting a Transylvanian accent.

“You're funny, Peter,” his wife said. “You go get the candy ready. I need to finish teasing my hair.”

When she joined him in the kitchen, Peter was amazed at how scary and different, she looked, specially with her hair ratted up and shooting out in all directions. She wasn't his petit gorgeous wife this evening, she was a real fairy-tale witch, getting ready to hand out enough candy to give every Hansel and Gretel who knocked on her gingerbread house diabetes.

“Don't stand there gawking,” she said. “Pour me a glass of wine before I turn you into a frog.” She screeched out the last bit trying to sound like the wicked witch, but Peter was reminded more of Golem. It didn't matter. They were going to have a fun night.

They were carefully sipping wine, so as not to ruin their make-up, when the doorbell rang.

“Let's go scare the shit out of some little kids,” Peter said, as he grabbed the bowl of miniature Snickers, Mounds, and Milky Way bars.

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