This was quite a social affair. The expansive room next to ours at the hotel was "party central" and there were some truly fantastic costumes including a delicious looking Princess Leia. My sexy blond club friend Devon was stunning as a naughty french maid and her buff rubber outfit reflected the light and clung to her lovely form. Beside Devon was a lollipop sucking catholic school girl in a tartan dress with pigtails. But my absolute favourite part of the evening was meeting this super-hot, super-cute hot red-headed beauty that came dressed as a husky on a dog collar and leash (I wish I had a picture).
The Spice and I traveled by stretch limousine to the party from the hotel.The Spice was having a wonderful evening as, while chatting at the bar, she felt the ass of a a bare chested Indian Chief. Later a buff construction worker had kept her chatting and dancing too and then they disappeared a couple times... hither and yon.
I had my share of dancing and fun too, as several couples merged into one on the dance floor. Before I new it my mouth was on the lips the lollipop tartan clad lass and she had her had on my cock. The "husky lady" I had already met back at the hotel room was there when the spice was dancing with the construction worker. We found ourselves with a moment alone at the bar. As you already know my absolute weakness for redheads, this exceptional specimen (of extremely high caliber) had me enamoured from the first glance.
I stroked her long straight red hair, smiled and looked into her eyes and was drawn in like a magnet. She had a sweet juicy mouth. My fingers reached under and found her sweet wet parts. I slowly ringed her pussy lips with my fingers and kissed her deeply. She pushed her mouth hard on mine and her hand moved on to my stiffening cock. The entire bar faded away and it was just the two of us as she pushed her pussy down on my hand so my fingers could go in more deeply. But... snap... reality had to come crashing back in and though neither of our spouses seemed to mind (as they had other people on their mind) they were nevertheless watching and didn't seem that interested in making our pairing work. The rest of the evening included a lot more fun, but I was left the sensation of that beauty indelibly painted on my mind's eye.
Cleopatra was quite fantastic in her own way. The Indian Chief called our hotel room later but the Spice was getting too tired to play. The best part about her costume was a golden thong underneath her dress. Which she showed proudly to the other party goers and I did gleefully get to remove.