This morning I woke up in a stranger's house, big goofy grin on my face, Dwight Shrute costume a mess all over her floor (mustard yellow shirt, people, pulls like you wouldn't believe). Looking around, I found my date - Sally from the Nightmare Before Christmas. I use date loosely, as I met her at the end of a long night with my friends that landed us at the strip club on Halloween. Ladies and Gentlemen, I went home with a stripper. And it was awesome.

I don't know what establishment we ended up at, but this one had all the girls in facepaints, masks, body paints, all kinds of wild costumes. I saw zombie strippers, an alien stripper, vampire strippers, you name it. It was fun! And I really needed it. I've been divorced about a year now and it's been a real disaster. So imagine my surprise when this very cute topless gal in braided pigtails looking like Sally comes up to me with her gorgeous natural tits out, a black thong and lacy black leggings and says "Lapdance? Your friends said you needed cheering up" and those beautiful breasts moved right into my face. We went back to a private part of the show and it was on, an incredible combination of cutesy play, swaying hips, and shaking tits. "Suzie," she says with a professional handshake and a grin.

In all seriousness, her red hair was super cute, her brown eyes were stunning, and her pale skin was flawless. We talked a lot, I ended up buying her a drink, and she hung out with our group for awhile, all the way until we left and well, I left with her. I'm drunk, I'm in shock that I landed a stripper, and it really didn't cost me anything. Best of all, she didn't rob me or cut out my kidney. And when that thong came off and I saw that perfectly trimmed red bush, I lost it and went in for desert. This was not just a fuck, this was a religious experience.

Back to this morning, I wake up in her apartment. Decent, no kids, not a drug den. Kidney still securely in body. She wakes up and grins at me and we start talking again after she beckons me to come back to bed for a nice shoulder rub. Very sweet. She starts getting worked up a bit again and she's playfully kissing my ear (I love that, must have told her last night). I'm looking around her room and seeing video game posters I didn't notice last night, a shelf full of fantasy and sci fi books, and a Sega Dreamcast under an old TV in one of the corners with a little library. My nerd cock got super hard for a second - did I find a nerdy stripper? I turned to her and look at her. Still hot, still stripper hot. And look around again. My Little Pony collection on one shelf, a REALLY nice computer tower at a desk with two widescreen monitors. I'm in love with this girl, or about to get killed by her boyfriend.

I think she gets it at this point, I turn back to her, and those perfect breasts are popped out over the grey silky sheets she had on the bed, her head propped up on one arm, she's smiling at me and watching me take stock of her room.

"What time do you have to be at work? Want me to drive you?"

I'm already late, so I grab my phone and call in sick.

She starts clapping, super happy all the sudden. "You wanna stay in and watch Lord of the Rings with me until I have to go in?"

MY. FUCKING. GOD.

We spent the day in bed, watching the movies, fooling around, taking a break to eat a bit and going back at it. I just got home a little while ago and I had sex with her a total of five times. My cock aches. But, I got her number in my phone under the contact "9th Level Sex Goddess (Suzie)." She did that, not me.

What a great Halloween!