 
Balletlover - Balletmania
written by Seeker at on 30.04. at 21:37:24 - as answer to: Re: Halloween costumes by Dep >>>Catch ya on the flip side,>>>Jay>> My senior year of high school I had the biggest crush on this girl, who was a cheerleader and a dancer. She had a long straight blond hair and a phenomenal looking body. However she would only go out with college guys because she felt high shool boys her age were too immature.>> However, when Halloween came around there was big Halloween party that everybody I went to school with attended. I went as a rock musician and I had a guitar slung over my shoulder. The girl I liked arrived a little later with her girlfriend, a brunette who was her best friend who was also a cheerleader and dancer, and was built just about the same size.>> When those two girls took their coats off, the jaws of every guy in the room dropped.>> The brunnette girl came to the party as a Playboy bunny. She had on a black long sleeve scoop neck leotard with fishnet tights and high heels. The girl I had the crush on came as a black cat,and she was wearing a black long sleeved turtleneck leotard with a zippered back, and black ballet slippers.>> It seemed that some of the girls at the party were a bit put off by the way those two looked, because none of the other girls were dressed as provocatively.>> Well there was music playing and the two girls in their form-fitting outfits got up and started dancing. Just seeing those two in those outfits and watctchng them dance got me a bit bit aroused. I was glad I had that guitar to cover up my embarrassment.>> As far as the girl I had a crush on went I never saw her again after high school, but I heard that she got married a couple of years ago. At least I will always have fond memories of that Halloween. I hope some day I might be fortunate enough to meet a woman who would dress up in something like that for me. >>>>Man, there's always those girls who do the "black cat" thing for Hallowe'en, aren't there? Yum! I remember one time I was in a magic shop (that sold costumes in October) the night before Hallowe'en, so the place was jammed with last-minute shoppers, who were pretty much stuck with whatever they could get. My favorite of these unfortunates was this lady in her late twenties (office-girl type, KWIM?) who's best (!) option was this playboy bunny outfit A SIZE TOO SMALL. She came out of the dressing room with her black-pantyhosed butt peeping out from under, and a little too much breast being revealed on top. She tugged and worried at the thing incessantly while she checked it out, obviously embarrassed. Every guy in the room was checking HER out as she wriggled around trying to get the costume to cover herself! I wished I were HER date for Hallowe'en!-Depon ___________________One Halloween I really became enthusiastic about a costume. My work was offering a one hundred dollar prize for the best costume and I decided to try and win it. But I was up against some stiff competition. There were four ladies, in their late twenties, in the accounting office that for the last three years had taken the prize because they coordinated their costume. Last year the manager had gone as Little Bo Peep and the other three ladies had been the lambs. In talking with them on day in the break room I told them I was going to try and win the costume. One thing lead to another and I found I had made a lunch bet with the office manager over best costume. Winner to have a free lunch paid for by the loser. I worked on the costume for several weeks before it was finally ready. I had only found the final piece in the closeout lingerie section of a Sears Outlet store a few days before. I went to work that day as a French Maid. The base of the costume was a heavy black corselet with shoulder straps, built in bra and a snap crotch. It had an iron grip from crotch to neck and I stuffed the bra with a couple of large round Nerf balls to fill it out. That was followed by pair of white shimmery tights under a pair of black fishnet tights. Over that I wore a black long sleeve turtleneck leotard that had white lace at the neck, and wrists. I wore a black elastic waist skirt, cheerleader length, that also had white lace trim at the bottom. Accent pieces was a White lace trimmed apron, white anklets with black lace trim, white lace trimmed cap, black patent 4 inch high heel pumps and a wig. My wife supplied the makeup and helped me apply it. She thought I was crazy, reminding me we had to go to the church Halloween party later that evening. "I hope you are comfortable, you will be wearing that outfit until almost midnight." She would pick me up after work and we would to go directly there without any chance of changing. Walking into the front reception area set the tone for the day. The receptionist didn't just press the unlock key to open the entry door she picked up the intercom and announced the arrival of the one of the contest contestants, that everyone should come and see. When I got into the front hallway there were dozens of people looking out the doors up and down the hallway. One group in particular was the accounting group. They were done up as a box of Crayons each one a different colored stick. The manager had a very disgusted look on her face as I wobbled by. She verified that it was indeed me before she turned to the rest of the girls in the office and said, "Girls we just Lost!" Worse, they were sore losers. Later in the day, the heels were killing me so I took them off to rest my feet for a while. I had to go into accounting later in the morning so I went barefoot, only to have the manager jump my case about not being out of costume before the judging and that company policy required employees to wear shoes. She wouldn't even talk to me until I went back down to my office and put the heels back on. One of the three lectured me on how important it was to learn to walk properly in heels if I was ever going to be a proper maid. Another wanted to know what I was wearing to shape my figure, saying I looked better then a man in a leotard should look. I still had a hard time with the shoes so I took them off again only to be caught in the hall by one of the other girls from accounting. That was my undoing. This time all four of them came into my work area and ganged up on me. They had gone to plant maintenance and had gotten two heavy nylon security straps they use for strapping bundles of wires together. My supervisor and coworkers thought it was funny and when the four girls left They had security strapped my high heels on. The strap went under my arch crossed over the top and wrapped around my ankles before being locked together. I couldn't get the shoes or straps off without cutting the straps. The judging came at 11:30 am and it finally narrowed down to the Crayons and my French Maid but the judges finally decided that I had won the gift certificate. As they presented the second prize to the Crayons the accounting manager announced how there had been a bet between the two of us over who would win the contest. "I'm sure he's happy to win a free lunch, I just don't think he realizes it's going to be today, and we will all be in our costumes." That broke up the crowd. Ignoring my objections about how I couldn't possibly do it right then the four of them hustled me out to the managers car. A few minutes later we were over at the local Mall eating lunch at Ruby Tuesdays' Restaurant. Worse a number of coworkers came along to join in the fun. By the time work was over I was more then happy to see my wife drive up in the car. The problem that I had was I couldn't find anything that would cut the heavy nylon straps until a church member who works as an electrician came with his truck and he could cut the straps with heavy cutters. Seeker Answers to this message:
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