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Story number: 13

All Dressed up

Since I met my current partner, Edwin, I stopped going to dance clubs. Before I met Edwin I used to go to clubs every weekend to dance and have fun. I always ended up with guys I hardly knew and those days I drank too much and I had other bad habits I'd rather not talk about right now. People who know me, know what I am talking about. So since I met Edwin, I found another way to party and make fun: private parties. Edwin has many friends, and most of his friends are married or having relationships and they are more adult than my previous boyfriends. Maybe because Edwin is 32 and my other boyfriend were always around my age, I don't know. And these friends organise private parties once in a while. Those parties are always themed, we had a few disco themed parties before but also stone-aged themed or jungle themed parties, anything goes, the only thing you need to do is dress to the theme. Not everybody is welcome at those parties, only friends are welcome, no strangers. This stories is about a party that turned out a little different than I expected.

Edwin had warned me that one of his friends, John and his wife, were giving a party soon at their house. But it would not be a traditional party. This would be a swinging party. I never met John before so I did not know him or his wife, so I was a little scared about this party. But Edwin comforted me and told me that if I did not want to go, we weren't going. Of course, I did not want to be the chicken and ruin the party for Edwin so I told him I did want to go, but under certain conditions. I didn't want to have sex with somebody I did not know. Edwin told me that could be arranged and that everything would be just fine. Edwin grabbed the phone and told John we were also going to come to the party.

A week later a letter in a plain white envelope arrived in our mailbox. There was a logo on the back of the envelope. The logo was encrypted with the names John and Lilian. My fingers were shaking while I opened the envelope because I already knew what it was about. I pulled a card out of the envelope and read it quickly. It was titled: ‘Swinging carnaval' and all it gave was a time and the date and the address, followed by ‘costume required'. I placed the card in the envelope and I called for Edwin: " Its here!"

"What's here?", he called from the bathroom. "The invitation for that party." I replied, "you know, the one your friend John his having." I heard Edwin's footsteps and soon he was standing beside me looking over my shoulder, looking at the envelope. I showed him the card again. He looked at me: " Are you excited?" I nodded: " Yes, I am, and also very nervous. And we only got four days and I don't have any idea what I am going to wear !" Edwin places his hand on my ass and said everything would be just fine and that I did not have to worry so much.

Edwin walked back to the bathroom as I walked to our bedroom, opening the closet. I was looking through my clothes. Nothing really nice to wear at a costumed party. I was thinking about what to wear all day and night. The next day I decided that I wanted to go as a bride, I have always wanted to wear white. And this was my chance to wear something like that cause marriage is something Edwin doesn't want to do so that same day I went to a costume shop and rented myself a nice bride's costume.

I did not know all of Edwin's friends yet, but I did know a few. Steve I already told you about in another story. I knew him very well now. There was also Gregory, a graphic designer, 26 years old, single but with a steady girlfriend. The word was going round that he was well-endowed. Not that I knew that for sure, just telling you what was going around. There were also Anne and Nancy, both very attractive. They were nieces, both 31 years old at that time and both married. Edwin liked Nancy a lot because she usually wore some nice little skirts in the summer. And Edwin is a sucker for a pretty ass covered in a skirt.

At last, Friday evening arrived. Edwin decided to go as a doctor, complete with the white coat, stethoscope and rubber gloves, all borrowed from a friend of his who is a doctor. I stuck to my first though of going as a bride. As I stepped from the shower, I looked in

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