The Devil's Party

[Pixiecat]

He'd not wanted to have the party in the first place. He'd been grumbling about it all week. As she brought home bags of favours, and decorations. Shopped for drinks, and mixers. Picked out music and debated the 'set up'.

At first he'd just ignored it. Hoping it would all just go away. But as the date grew closer, bland indifference turned to the light groaning of a halfhearted arguement. No different from the rest of their marriage. Seemed most things were 'half hearted' these days.

When he'd gone off to work that Friday morning, Susanne had sweetly smiled at him. "Its just a party dear." She'd scolded lightly. "A Hallowe'en party, where you get to dressup, and be something you're not for an evening. It'll be fun!"

She knew her words were lost on him. Most of her had been lately. She supposed marriage did that. You grew used to one another. Day to day life, wore down that zap, that once electrified between them. Now more a pathetic fizzle, even on the heartiest attempts.

For tonight, she'd show him. Smirking at the little red devils horns she'd picked up, with the miniskirt and leather thighhighs. The outfit was anything but her.

And that was the point, wasn't it?

***

Susanne Reynolds
32
Female
Married
Party Host

Looking for.. anyone who wants to play along. *Grins* A party where you can be anything you want to be. For one night, come as your not. Let the evening take you where it may.

Im also looking for Susanne's Hubby. They're 'comfortably' married. Good domestic folk. They'd NEVER think of doing anything outside of the typical 'marriage'. Funny.. what a little make believe can stir up.

*Pours a glass of wine* *Turns up music*

Lets get this party started!

 

[Blueside]

Josh Damascus
28
Male
Dating
Guest.
Dressed as a secret agent.

Tanned skin, brown hair, brown eyes. Wearing a tight suit and sunglasses.
Friend of the family/ Co-worker of Mr. Reynolds
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Josh arrived at the house just on time and rang at the doorbell, checking over himself to make sure everything was in line before he smiled at whoever opened the door, moving some hair out of his eyes.

 

[MissMarbles]

OOC: I like this idea! Hope it comes together well. =) Let me know if something doesn't work for you (I totally respect that it's your thread)!

Name: Aurora "Rory" Nichols
29
Female
Single
Guest, childhood/long time friend of Susanne

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Rory touched up her make-up as she sat in the driver's seat of her modest four door sedan. She was parked in front of the Reynolds' place, preparing for Susanne's party - and she was excited! Rory always had a great time at Susanne's shindigs - not only because her husband had a lot of single friends, but also because she and Susanne had always gotten along so well.

Rory tucked her make-up away, grabbing a plastic grocery bag full of the necessary ingrediants to make Bloody Marys as she slipped out of her car and slammed the door shut. She knew that Susanne and her husband were more fond of wine and such, but Rory preferred liquor. Liquor is quicker, she'd always said!

She made her way around her car to the sidewalk, heels clicking all the while. Rory didn't find them particularly comfortable, but they sure looked great! They were gold, with cords that wrapped all the way up her tanned calf and were tied in the back. The rest of her legs were bare up until the bottom of a short, loose white dress. It was slightly pleated and plunged deeply in the front, with golden cords wrapped around her middle, accentuating her curves.

Continuing up the driveway, Rory adjusted the green wreath that sat upon her head with her free hand before tucking a few stray blond curls behind her ear. Normally, those curls cascaded down well past her shoulders - but tonight, they were pinned up.

She made her way onto the walk, noticing a man dressed in black standing in front of the door and assumed he was another guest. Rory could hear music coming from inside as she stepped up onto the porch next to the man, shooting him a sweet smile before knocking loudly several times and opening the door.

"Suze, you have a guest waiting out here!" she exclaimed as she let herself in and turned, motioning for the man to enter.

 

[Blueside]

Josh flashed his brilliant smile and walked in after the woman, looking at her curves. Gorgeous. He shrugged, and said, "Josh Damascus, lovely to meet you." He took her hand and kissed it gently, noticing no ring. Perfect. "Might I have the honor of your name?" He looked up into her eyes.

 

[MissMarbles]

Rory quirked a brow, smiling as the man gently took her hand and placed a kiss upon it. She closed the door behind them with her foot.

"How chivalrous, Josh.. Aurora Nichols," she said but then paused a moment, doing her best to look him over without appearing too obvious. "Everyone calls me Rory, though," the woman said with a wink, deep green eyes sparkling.

Rory let her hand stay for a moment before slowly withdrawing it. "If you'll excuse me," she said as she wandered towards the kitchen. "I'm going to see if I can't find Susanne or her husband.. But, make yourself at home!" she said, smiling as she motioned towards the decorated living room with her free hand. Rory's eyes lingered on the man as she turned the corner into the kitchen. She definitely found him attractive..

Her lips pursed and twisted slightly to the side, not finding either of them in the kitchen. She set the plastic bag on the counter as she began to remove its contents. Where could they be? she wondered to herself.

 

[BradJames]

OOC:

Name: Mark Reynolds
Age: 32
Height: 6'00''
Hair: black

IC:

Sitting at work, I thought about the party we'd have tonight. I couldn't believe how stupid this idea was. A Halloween party? We're adults, damn it! We should just sit around, watch a ballgame and drink some beer - not dress up as clowns or anything.

Would I dress up? Well, I had to. I would spoil everything and I didn't want that. So I thought about a costume to wear. I decided to head to some store after work and look there. That would be embarassing, but Id had no choice.

So, after work, I got into my car and drove over to the costume store. They really had everything there, but in the end I decided to be a monk. The costume didn't take a long time to put on, so I didn't have much to do. I was wondering what my wife, Susanne, was gonna be. I couldn't come up with anything, so I let the thought go and just wanted to be surprised.

 

[Pixiecat]

Susy stood infront of the mirror in the master bedroom frowning at herself. The makeup she'd bought for the evening sitting untouched on the dessing table on the other side of the room. It had taken every last ounce of courage she had to simply don the outfit. The vamped up makeup would take a little extra.

Hearing a familiar voice down in the kitchen, Susy's eyes lit up. And thats EXACTLY who would come bearing the extra courage. Rapped in a tall Bloody Mary, Susy was sure.

Sticking her head out the door, Susy laughed. "Rory, get up here, and talk me out of this. Quick! Mark will thank you for it."

Leaving the door open, she walked back to the mirror, frowning at her reflection. The black outfit exentuating curves she'd never dared show off. The little red horns almost reflecting against her jet black hair. Susy shook her head. Who was she kidding. She should have gone with the Raggedy Anne outfit she'd first picked out. That she could've pulled off.

 

[MissMarbles]

Just as she had finished unpacking the contents of her grocery bag, she heard her friend's playfully desperate cry.

"Rory, get up here, and talk me out of this. Quick! Mark will thank you for it," Susy had called down to her. Rory couldn't help but laugh as she wandered out of the kitchen and towards the staircase. She took a step and then paused, turning to Josh who was still in the living room. "We'll be right down. Drinks in the kitchen, feel free to help yourself!" she exclaimed, winking at him again playfully before making her way up the stairs. "Coming, Susy dearest!" she called up to her teasingly, already knowing that she was having second thoughts about her costume.

Rory made it to the top of the staircase and half walked, half skipped her way into the master bedroom. She would be turning 30 in a few months, but she sure didn't act like it. She quirked a brow as she entered, seeing her best friend already adorning her costume. Rory smiled as she approached her, deciding to poke fun at her. "Who would've thought my little Suze would have a gorgeous bod!" she exclaimed with a laugh, giving her friend a light pat on the butt. Of course, Rory always knew that Susy was beautiful and had a body, but Susy usually tried to hide it.

The greek goddess lovingly stroked the devil's hair, and peered through the mirror at her. "So what's going on, sugar? You look amazing! Mark's a lucky guy," she said with a wink, waiting for her friend's response.

 

[Pixiecat]

Another moments staring, and Susy had made up her mind. It was coming off. She'd wear the horns.. a cute little 'aside'. A nod towards it being a 'costume party'. But she wouldn't subject her guests to this ridiculous sight.

She was a married woman. A 'domestic'. 'Sexy' had gone right out the window, years ago. Susy almost laughed. Had 'Sexy' ever been in the room in the first place?

But she couldn't help the grin, when she heard Rory's voice in the room. Letting out a sheepish giggle as Rory came to stand behind her. Blushing lightly at the pat on the butt.

"Stop it." Susy hissed, the grin taking any hope of sounding serious out of the statement. "You're terrible. You know that?"

Looking at her friend, back through the reflection, Susy shook her head. "This is silly. This..." she motioned to the outfit as a whole, frowning at her reflection. "..looks like 'Wives gone Wild'.." she half groaned turning to her friend.

"Mark's gonna kill me."

 

[fukensploogin]

Tommy
25 years old, 5'10", curly brown hair, brown eyes, tan skin, 170 lbs, bored with his corporate life.



Tommy's costume was fuckin perfect. He'd pieced it together with cheap finds from thrift stores. Black leather cowboy boots; baggy black pants, tucked into the tops of the boots and appropriately ripped, patched, and torn; a shirt that had once gone to a tuxedo had had the collar ripped off and soaked in coffee for days until it had the weathered look of a shirt that had been on the high seas for months; a sleeveless robe fell to his knees, and was bound at his waist by a length of rope serving as a belt; a chain-link and leather belt fell across his chest; he wore a bandana over his head, complete with fake dreadlocks falling down his back; finally, a black three-point pirate hat sat atop his head. He had shaved his beard into a mustache and goatee, but the real trick was the make-up: heavy eye-liner and some smudges and at first glance, Tommy very well could have been Captain Jack Sparrow. He wandered the Halloween party with that same peculiar gait, and flirted with everyone in that rambly, lispy way Jack Sparrow has. His wine swirled precariously in the glass in his hand as he spoke, but never a drop was spilled, except to go down his throat.

This was his favorite night of the year; the 364 other days were spent in a faceless cubicled existence, headphones and a computer screen, but not tonight! Tonight, anything goes!

 

[MissMarbles]

"Stop it," Susy hissed. "You're terrible. You know that?" Rory couldn't help but grin. She was terrible. And she knew it. But Susy only pretended not to like it - or so Rory conveniently believed. Rory watched Susy and listened to her dilemma.

"This is silly. This..." Susy motioned to the outfit as a whole, frowning at her reflection. "..looks like 'Wives gone Wild'.." she half groaned turning to Rory. "Mark's gonna kill me."

"Are you kidding me, Suze? You look amazing! Look.." Rory placed her hands on either side of Susy's waist, turning her so she would face the mirror. "Look at these curves!" Rory traced her fingers along her friend's side, knowing that it would tickle. Rory grinned again. "And look.." she said as she turned Susy sideways. "You have tits AND ass. Mark's not going to kill you, he ought to bend you over. And if he doesn't then he's as gay as I've always suspected." Rory bit her lip and tried not to laugh at her own comment, knowing it was a long running joke between the two of them. "At any rate, it's YOUR party and you deserve to let loose and be wild at least one night out of the year," she prompted, offering her friend another playful wink. "Besides, after a few glasses of wine, you won't care anymore."

 

[Pixiecat]

Susy bit her lip hard, trying to cast a glare at her friends reflection.

"Mark's not Gay.. " she scolded, shaking her head. "He's conservative. Something you should try once in a while." Imagining Rory conservative, would be like imaginging Mother Thereasa in a thong. Something you just couldn't do. And frankly, never ever wanted to. Rory's antics kept Susy sane. She wished she could be as carefree as her friend.

But living vicariously, had its perks.

The precarious grasp Susy held on the serious look, dissolved at the wink from her friend. Another giggle escaped as she shook her head.

"Let loose and be wild huh?" Susy picked up her wineglass, taking a generous swig. Letting the liquid slide down her throat easily. Nodding at her reflection, Susy let out a chuckle.

"Why do those words, from your mouth always spell an interesting night ahead?"

Grinning, she looked to the bedroom door, hearing voices downstairs. Rory had a point. It was one night. Maybe she'd live on this side of vicarious. Just this once.

"Sounds like we have some 'early arrivals'." Leaning in, she kissed her friends cheek, giving her a warm smile. "Lets greet the minions, and see just how loose and wild, its going to get."

 

[MissMarbles]

She laughed loudly at Susy's suggestion that she should be conservative! Ha! Rory simply smiled as she watched her friend, listening to her convince herself about the night. "Sounds like we have some 'early arrivals'," Susy said, leaning into give Rory a kiss on the cheek. "Lets greet the minions, and see just how loose and wild its going to get."

Rory grinned, taking her friend by the hand as she began to lead her out of the bedroom and towards the stairs. "If your party lacks loose-ness and wild-ness, you just let me know. I'll remedy that in a jiffy!" Rory assured Susy as she continued to tug her friend along. She didn't dare leave her upstairs alone or she might have second thoughts again.

She peeked around the corner, not yet having come down all of the steps of the stairs. Looks like a handful of people had showed up while they were upstairs. Rory would definitely take this opportunity to embarass Susy a bit.. not in the hopes of humiliating her, mind you. More so to get her used to parading her sexy self around. With that in mind, Rory descended down the last few steps, still holding Susy's hand. She held her friend's hand up high as they were now in view of most of the partygoers in the living room. "Ladies and gentlemen, the woman of the hour!" Rory shouted over the music as she put her friend out on display.

 

[fukensploogin]

"How much ye want fer the devil, missy?" Tommy shouted after the general cheer at Rory and Susy's entrance. "That's a fine hot one, she is!" he shouted, before taking another long swig of his wine.

Of course, on display was the other reason he loved Halloween so much: as much as he needed out of his shell, so did a whole host of housewives, receptionists, college girl interns, and accountants. Halloween cast a spell on everyone: be someone you're not, just for a night. It's like going to Vegas: what happens on Halloween stays with the costume.

"Thanks for having the party, Susy," he shouted at his co-worker's wife, before slipping back into character and sauntering towards the staircase to examine the foxy ladies a little more closely...

 

[BradJames]

Mark

Mark was now driving home. He'd bought that monk costume and he knew that he would feel stupid in it. But he would feel even more stupid if he didn't wear a costume at all. When he arrived at home, there were already a lot of cars there. It seemed to be a successful party. Mark decided to take the back door, so that nobody saw him arrive. He went in, looked around, made sure, nobody saw him and then ran upstairs to change clothes.

"How silly is that?", he wondered, while he was standing there, half naked, only wearing boxers, and looking at the monk costume spread out in front of him. "I can't believe I'm actually doing this." Shaking his head, he put the costume on. It was really long and draggled on the floor. He put the hood on and even had that golden chain with a cross at the end, hanging around his neck. He looked...like a monk.

He now went downstairs and allowed people to see him. Nobody took notice of him, so nobody seemed to have recognised him. That was good because he didn't want a big cheering. He went looking for his wife. He looked around: a secret agent, a pirate, a sexy devil, a...wait a second! That sexy devil was really hot! Miniskirt, little devil horns. Mark was conservative, but that didn't mean that he liked other women than his wife.

He walked up to the devil, who turned her back to him, and asked her: "Have you seen Mrs. Reynolds, the host?" When the devil turned around, Mark almost screamed out loudly. Standing in front of him was his wife! His wife was that sexy devil! "Susy! What the hell?" He couldn't believe it. Here he was standing in a stupid monk costume, while his wife was the hottest woman around.

 

[MissMarbles]

Rory was only half paying attention to see what her friend's reaction was, her attention now set on the man dressed as Captain Jack Sparrow as he approached them. She could hardly contain her grin - he even had the mannerisms down! For some reason this delighted Rory immensely - she had never been a Johnny Depp fan, but there was something about that character..

"Susy! What the hell?" Mark exclaimed, causing Rory's attention to snap back to her friend and her newly arrived husband. When had Mark arrived?

"What the hell is right!" Rory said, almost shouting over the music, and laughing softly at the pun. Devil. Hell. Ha! She could tell by how Mark was oogling over her friend that they were going to have a hell of a time tonight. Okay, enough with the corny mental puns, Rory.

Rory finally released Susy's hand, patting her on the bum again, lightly shoving her in the direction of her husband in the process. She felt proud of herself for some reason, as if Susy was some magnificent creation of hers. Feeling as if her job was done for the time being, she turned back to the wine wielding pirate.

"So, Cap'n," she said with a smile. "Friend of Mark?" she asked, realizing she was lacking in the drink department as she watched him sip his wine.

 

[Pixiecat]

Susy blushed crimson as her hand was held up high by her friend. Tugging she tried to release the grip, Rory's giggles letting her know that was a battle that wasn't going to be won.

How much ye want fer the devil, missy?

Susy shook her head laughing. Alright, fine.. she could play the part. If Rory was here.. and as long as her husband wasn't, she could do it. Smiling, Susy touched her lip, and kicked her leg up 'Pin up' style. Laughing selfconsciously.

It was a shame Mark wasn't here. Susy thought walking down the rest of the stairs into the growing crowd. She knew he'd dodged it. Came up with extra work at the office, just so he wouldn't have to come. It would have been fun to play 'outside their roles' for once. For him to see just what it was about Rory that Susy craved. The kind of fun she had around her best friend. The kind of thing she'd never admit to infront of him.

But that was how they were. He didn't ask. She didn't tell. It worked for them. And there was nothing really TO tell. Sure.. there were times Rory had convinced her to do things, she'd never dreamed she'd have the courage to do. But it was all in fun. And it HAD been fun.

Mark's idea of fun was just... different.

"My Pleasure Captain" Susy purred as they passed the Pirate. Rory's grip still firm on her hand. Probably keeping her from scurrying back upstairs to change into sweats. Damn.. the woman knew her too well.

A voice behind her stopped her dead in her tracks. Eyes widening as she looked up at Rory. A giggle escaped as she turned to face her enquiring husband.

"What do you want that dowdy old creature for.. when you could have your way with the devil herself!"

She'd just said that? Blinking, she looked up at her shocked husband. Uttering in amazement at her costume. Feeling the pat, and the light shove, Susy stepped in closer to Mark, turning to wink at Rory, who was already making a beeline for the Pirate.

"You came..." She said sheepishly. Resisting the urge to pull off the horns. "I didn't think you would."

 

[fukensploogin]

Feeling as if her job was done for the time being, she turned back to the wine wielding pirate.

"So, Cap'n," she said with a smile. "Friend of Mark?" she asked, realizing she was lacking in the drink department as she watched him sip his wine.

"Aye, lassie," the Captain said, winking at Mark across the room, "I believe we got chased out of Barbados for getting too fresh with the barmaids once or thrice." He swirled the wine in his glass, eyed it, then looked back at her, admiring her costume, a conspiratorial smirk on his face. "Fancy a glass of this fine burgundy, my goddess? Or would ye prefer a bit o' me secret stash o' rum?"

 

[MissMarbles]

"Lucky barmaids," Rory said, grinning all the while, watching him as he swirled his wine glass and eyed her costume. This one is defnitely promising, she thought to herself, absently tucking a stray golden curl behind her ear.

"Fancy a glass of this fine burgundy, my goddess? Or would ye prefer a bit o' me secret stash o' rum?" the Captain inquired. Rory's lips curled into a devilish smirk. She glanced back over her shoulder to check on Susy and Mark before turning back to the man in the pirate costume.

"I'm not much of a wine drinker, to tell the truth," she said, pausing for a moment. "Where did you say that secret stash was?" she asked playfully as she quirked a brow.

 

[fukensploogin]

"Hmm, well, lemme see here," he said, patting himself up and down as if he were searching through a dozen different pockets before producing a metal flask from some hidden pouch. He gave her a wink, realizing that it was probably a bit of a faux pas to crack open the hard liquor so brazenly so early in the party, and the flask was hidden again as quickly as it had been revealed.

the Captain downed his wine and coughed, catching her eye and not-so-subtly gesturing with his head toward a dimly lit hallway off the party-filled living room. "Where can a pirate find a washroom, missy?" he asked Rory.

 

[MissMarbles]

Rory watched the pirate frisk himself in search of his secret stash, finally revealing a metal flask. She chuckled to herself - his costume was complete indeed! Truly, she needed a drink. A single brow arched as he tucked it away. What a tease this one was! Momentarily, she thought back to her vodka and tomato juice in the kitchen - the idea of a drink definitely appealed to her, just not as much the man in the pirate costume did.

Rory's fingers toyed with the hem of her dress absently as she watched the man in front of her guzzle the last bit of his wine, then gesture to the hallway. "Where can a pirate find a washroom, missy?" asked the captain.

She grinned, laughing a bit as she stepped past him to lead him towards the bathroom. Rory hadn't wanted to tear herself away from him to fix herself a drink, but if he was going to be in the bathroom, at least she'd have the chance stir one up before meeting up with him again. She looked back at him, curling a single digit in a "come hither" motion as she made her way into the main hallway of the first floor. "This way, my captain!" she called back to him with a chuckle.

 

[fukensploogin]

Somebody turned the music up; the party started to get hoppin'. Captain Jack paused a moment, made eye contact with a confused little angel, winked, and followed after the Goddess, his legs seeming to move a bit faster than the rest of his body, and in a moment found himself in the hallway, away from too many prying eyes, with an incredibly sexy little greek goddess with an oh-so-plunging neckline and pretty much the most amazing curves he'd dared to ever imagine on a woman...

He produced the flask again, waved it in front of her face. "I think you need a lil' Cap'n in ya," he said, handing her the flask.

 

[Blueside]

[[LMFAO. Ten points to the last post.]]

Josh slumped on a couch, sipping a little wine and looking around for some fun. He tossed a crumpled up piece of paper at Mark's head, jokingly. "Mark."

 

[BradJames]

"You came..." She said sheepishly. Resisting the urge to pull off the horns. "I didn't think you would."

"Of course I came. You'd have been sad and angry if I hadn't come. And I wanted to see if this was as bad as I thought. But to be honest - it isn't. I'm kind of surprised of the outfit you're wearing, though." Mark looked up and down his wife and still couldn't believe that was really her. She could have been a model. Why hadn't he ever realised that his wife was THAT hot?

Looking her over again, he felt something under his robe move. Then he remembered that he didn't wear anything else but boxers and that stupid monk costume. He pulled his wife to some empty hallway, so that nobody saw the bulge in his...pants?

When his wife looked at him with a raised eyebrow, probably wondering what her hsuband was up to, he couldn't really think anymore. He pulled his wife closer and kissed her deeply and passionately. She was just too hot to not reward her. Their tongues played a little and then he pulled away, looking at his wife and waiting for what she'd say.

 

[MissMarbles]

Rory bit her lip teasingly as he followed her a whole fifteen or so feet from the living room into the hallway. She came to a stop just before the bathroom door, motioning in its general direction with her small hand. Rory looked past the sauntering pirate for a moment, seeing now that Mark had Susy in his clutches, locked in a passionate kiss. A satisfied smile crept accross her lips before returning her attention to her new found friend, who was now waving his flask of rum in front of her face.

"I think you need a lil' Cap'n in ya," he said, handing her the flask. Rory glared at him playfully, but failed in hiding her grin. Now he was being a tease with words? She reached out, accepting the flask from him while simaltaneously allowing herself to lean against the wall. Slender fingers removed the cap from the flask, her deep green eyes locked on to his.

"Did you mean Morgan or Jack?" Rory asked teasingly, bringing the flask up to her lips for a swig.

If there was one thing Rory was not, it was coy.