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The big ballroom of full of music, laughter, and voices. Waiters moved through the dress up guest handing out snacks and drinks, while the DJ slowly go the party going. One of the larges company of the city had invited all its local employees to their annual corporate Halloween party. So numerous zombies, vampires, witches, and other dark creatures had found their way into the hall and after suffering through the obligatory speeches, were now heating up to the music.

However, between all those happy faces, one girl didn’t seem to be too joyful. Vanessa Nicole Lee was standing at the side of the ballroom all by herself. She felt out of place for several reasons and that showed on her rather pale face. First of all, Vanessa wasn’t working for the company, she had been brought along to the party by her friend Rachel, who had abandoned her for talking with some guy from work she had a crush on. So Vanessa didn’t know anyone around and she wasn’t really the type of girl that made friends easily. Secondly, the twenty-four year old didn’t feel very comfortable in her costume, which her friend had gotten for her.

The two young women had dressed as gothic vampires. Which meant that Rachel hat gotten them tight fitting black outfits with matching high heeled boots and black stockings. While Rachel was pretty confident in her look, Vanessa was feeling very odd. She wasn’t used to show of her legs or her body. Normally the young programmer wore comfortable sweaters with jeans and sneakers. But now, she had trouble walking on the 6 inch high heel boots, which were cover with numerous metal locks. The small skirt just barely covered her butt and the tight, fake leather top was too tight for her. But, the worst in the young woman’s eyes where the thigh high nylons with a spider web like pattern and the gartner belt straps holding them up.

Feeling bored and out of place, Vanessa tried to keep out of the way, so that she didn’t get noticed by anyone. She hoped that she could slip away quietly in a bit and get home to watch some TV or read a good book. The young woman pushed the dark rimmed glasses back up on her nose and looked at the people in the room, searching for her friend. Vanessa was sure that some guys had looks at her, but immediately had looked away. She blushed and nervously played with her black hair, which contrasted her pale skin strongly.
 
Todd Davis was the new guy on the block, and he felt it. Recently transferred from another division, he hadn't made many friends or acquaintances, yet, and he had come to the party to help in making connections.

The evening had gone well so far; he'd socialized with other people in his department, and with a few folks from other departments as well. As he stood at the bar looking over the crowd, a young woman caught his eye; she was standing alone by the wall, holding a drink and looking decidedly uncomfortable and somewhat out of her element.

Nice outfit, he thought. He liked how the leather bustier accented her boobs, which though not big were nice enough, and the way the short skirt showed off lots of toned leg. Nice body, pretty face though too pale. He supposed it was makeup to go along with the costume.

He also liked the way the garter showed between skirt and stockings; it spoke of a certain dissolute, casual sluttiness. He felt his pecker twitch just looking at her. He imagined walking up to her and asking, "Boy shorts? Or thong?" and having her smile coyly and answer, "None. Wanna see?"

He continued watching her for a few minutes, and didn't see any other guys approach. Well, what the hell, he decided. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. He finished his drink, got a fresh one, and walked over.

"Hi, my name's Todd," he smiled and said, indicating the nametag on his Naval officer's uniform. He'd picked that costume because he'd always like the look. "I haven't seen you around the office. Are you new with the company?"
 
Vanessa wanted to disappear in thin air when she noticed a guy in a white naval uniform walking up to her. She looked at her hands studying the black painted finger nails, like they were really something special. But when the man introduced himself, Vanessa couldn’t keep acting like she had not noticed him. She looked shyly up to him, thanks to her high heels she was nearly able to look straight into his face. He looked very impressive with his uniform, like he was the new big shot on deck.

“Hi… I am Vanessa. Nice to meet you Todd.” Here eyes and lips were also painted black, to do with the costume, but her face was naturally pale, since she wasn’t really an outdoor kind of girl. “No, you probably have never seen me before. I am not with the company I am just here with my friend.”

The young woman was pretty sure that not even many guys at her workplace had even noticed her, even when she passed them about every day. The fact that Todd had noticed her was something new to Vanessa and she felt odd und confused. “Actually, I was just looking for her, but Rachel kind of disappeared.”
 
Todd looked around at the dance floor with her. "What does Rachel look like?" he asked. "Like I said, I'm new; I don't know that many people here, yet." Since he had no idea who he was looking for, he quickly abandoned the effort and turned back to her.

"Actually, that's why I came; I thought maybe this would be an opportunity to put names with faces, get acquainted with my co-workers. Little did I know I'd meet such a lovely young woman."

She looked down, not exactly sure how to handle this compliment. To relieve her discomfort, he said, "I see your drink is just about empty. How about we go get some refreshers?" He casually but firmly placed his hand on her back and began steering her towards the bar.
 
A wave of heat was washing over her when Vanessa heard Todd complement her. The young woman knew that the man was probably was just polite, but nevertheless it felt good. Most of her male friends and co-workers just saw her as a dude with long hair, so this was something new and temping for Vanessa.

She was still looking for a good answer, when Todd noticed her empty glass. Actually, Vanessa had been planning to stop drinking and to get home. However, since she was getting curious to know more about her new friend, Vanessa didn’t resist too strongly when Tod guided her to the bar. His arm around her body was making her feel a bit uncomfortable at first, but then it started to feel good.

“So, what are you doing at the company, Todd?” She had some trouble to keep up with him, in her high heel boots. “Are you here all by yourself?” She blushed a little, realizing that his question might be a bit too personal.
 
Todd steered her away from the bar again, into a quieter corner, this time with his hand lower on her back, almost but not quite touching the curve of her ass. "I work on contracts," he said as the faced the dance floor. He did not remove his hand, but kept contact with her.

"I review the wording of the contracts the company has on offer, looking for things that might come back to bite us and cost us money." His hand began slowly stroking up and down her spine, from the small of her back to the nape of her neck. "And yes, I'm here alone; as I said before, I don't know anybody at the company, really. I just moved here, and actually I don't know anyone in town--except for you, now." Slowly stroking, stroking...

"What about you? I know you came with Rachel, but did you drive together or separately?"
 
Vanessa took a sip from her fresh drink, which seemed to be a bit stronger than her first one. She looked over to Todd, who still had his hand on her back. It was a bit strange that the older man still kept his and on her, but Vanessa didn’t want to offend him, so she acted like everything was perfectly normal. “So, you are some kind of lawyer? That sounds like a pretty interesting and important job.”

She smiled at her new friend and quickly glanced on his hands, checking or any sign of a wedding ring. “So, I guess that makes us two that don’t know anyone around here. Actually, I was just thinking about leaving when you came over to me.” Vanessa felt Todd’s hand move on her back, which gave her mixed feelings. On the one hand it was nice to feel the touch, especially since it had been a while since Vanessa had been with a man. On the other hand, it was scaring her that Todd was looking getting so close.

“Oh… Rachel and me got here together, I guess I would never have shown up without here. Neither of us wanted to be a designated driver, so we took a taxi to get down here.” She looked around and still could not see any sign of her friend. “And by the look of it, I guess she will not drive home with me, she has been gone for quiet a while by now.” She smiled knowingly at Todd.
 
Todd smiled. "No, I don't think you need to worry about Rachel. I'm sure she's off having...fun." He winked back at Vanessa.

He said, "Well, don't go just yet; I'd love to dance with you. Will you come out on the floor with me?"
 
“Yeah, I guess you are right. I better don’t count on her.” Vanessa giggled and took another sip of her drink. Normally the young woman didn’t drink much, so she was already starting to feel a bit light headed. However, that didn’t stop her from being shocked when Todd asked her to dance with him. Vanessa blushed deeply, which gave her pale face some color.

“Oh… I … I … am not really a good dancer.” She looked over to the other people on the dance floor. Vanessa was surprised that she didn’t reject Todd’s request right away, like she normally did. Something about him was keeping her from telling him no and to move away from his hand on her back.
 
"Oh, nonsense," Todd said. "Look at those people; do you think they know how to dance? Mostly you just move your body in time to the music. It's easy. I'll show you..."

"But first," he said, pointing the the 6-inch heels, "we'll have to get rid of those. I mean they're sexy and all, but it takes practice to dance in them, and from the way you were wobbling just walking over here, you haven't had enough practice. So, off they come!"

He whisked her over to a chair, plopped her down on it, went down on one knee, pulled her foot into his lap, and started working at the buckles. As he was working, he kept stealing glances up the length of her outstretched leg, trying to answer the question that had occurred to him earlier: boy shorts, or thong? Though the skirt was very short and he had a good upskirt view, he still couldn't tell.

He finished unbuckling the multitude of hardware and pulled the one boot off, rubbing and massaging her foot. "There, now; isn't that better?" And then he dropped that one, pulled the other up, and went back to work.

Along the way he grinned, reached out, and gave her garter a playful snap. "That," he said, "is very, very sassy! Do you always wear things like that, or only when you're trying to attract some poor sailor in town on leave?" He winked and grinned, and finally got the other boot off. He massaged that foot, too, for a moment, then stood and grabbed her hand.

"C'mon; let's dance!" he said, pulling her up out of the chair and snatching the boots in his other hand. As he towed her towards the dance floor, he stopped one of the wait staff. "Take these to the coat check room for me, will you?" he said, handing the boots to the waiter and fishing a few bills out of his pocket to give to the man. "Of course, sir," was the answer, and away the man went.

"We'll pick them up on the way out," he said over his shoulder as he continued to pull her forward. "Wouldn't want you to have to pay for them if they get lost."
 
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Vanessa was too surprised to stop any of this from happening. Like in trance, she sat down like Todd had instructed her to and didn’t resist him when he started to take off her boots. Actually, the young woman was happy to get our of the nasty things, but Rachel had insisted that Vanessa would have to wear them to give her costume the right look.

Under normal circumstances, Vanessa would have never let a stranger help her out of her boot. But somehow the mixture of the alcohol in her blood, the sexy dress that had drawn eyes on her all night, Todd’s charming and powerful aura, and his touches on her back had made Vanessa far more receptive for the stranger’s attention.

She had to giggle, when Todd moved his hands over her nylon covered legs. The spider web pattern continued all the way down to her small feet and toes, once they were released form the leather. Although, Todd got a few quick glances between Vanessa’s legs, she kept them all the time closed enough to keep the style of her underwear to herself.

When Todd snapped her gartner’s straps agains her bare leg, Vanessa’s mouth dropped open in surprise. Never in her live had any man done something like that. “Ouch, you’re pretty sassy yourself, sir! Do you always touch women like that?” But she smiled teasingly at Todd at the same time. “And no, this isn’t my normal look. Actually, I had to borrow these from Rachel. This is more her style than mine. And to be honest, it’s not very comfortable in my eyes.”

When Todd pulled her too her nearly bare feet, she was looking straight at his chest, and had to look upwards to see into his face again. “Now I am just a little, easy to overlook, girl again.” At first Vanessa was afraid that she might step into something without her shoes, but soon all of that was forgotten, since Todd was a damn good dancer in her eyes. He guided her onto the dance floor and was guiding her with easy through the dance moves. “Wow, Todd, you really know how to move your body.”
 
Todd was appreciating the way Vanessa moved. No, she didn't have the hottest moves, but her tight little body and nice legs made up for that, especially in that short skirt and tight bustier. And those garters...

He spun her so her back was towards him; moving in close, he placed his hands on her hips and said, "Move like this," and he started to twist and sway her hips with his hands, incidentally rubbing his bulge against her bottom. "Sway left and right..." he encouraged her. "Yeah, that's it. You've got it! Now push forward with one hip, and then the other," and he moved her hips in accordance with his instructions. "See?" he said in her ear in order to be heard above the music. "Dancing isn't so hard."

"And I have to say, you rock this outfit," he continued. "If you don't dress like this all the time, you certainly should! You look great in it!"

And he moved back again, letting her turn to face him. Waving his hands encouragingly, he motioned her to do the steps he just showed her. Damn, she has real potential... he thought.
 
Vanessa moved with the beat and guided by Todd’s instructions. Encouraged by his positive remarks, the young woman tried to move exactly like her new friend wanted her to. Her butt bumped several times into Todd when she swayed her hips slowly with the music. Vanessa was having fun and didn’t pay much attention to how her moves might look to others. She was totally focused on her dance and her dancing partner.

After a short while she even got more courageous and started to move her hands through her hair, like she had seen women dance in some music videos. Her dark hair moved around and gave Todd a glimpse at her neck and the big silver cross shaped earrings.

Vanessa turned to Todd and smiled at him. “You really like this outfit?” Her voice clearly showed that she had doubts about this. “I normally just go for sweaters and jeans. This isn’t really me… do you really like it and think that it looks good on me?” She was curious now, what Todd like about her looks. “Does it look better with or without the boots?”

All the time, Vanessa continued to dance in front of Todd, trying to do the moves he had shown her. Their bodies were pretty close, while Vanessa swayed her hips with the music.
 
Todd was very much enjoying himself. When she started playing with her hair, his semi-hard on cranked up several notches; it now was almost uncomfortable, straining against the fabric of his pants.

They were facing each other, now; under the pretext of wanting to speak in her ear, he moved in closer, putting his hands on her hips and swaying with her. Given their height difference, they were close enough that his hardness brushed teasingly across her abdomen with every movement. Oh, that felt good...

"Oh, it looks great on you," he said into her ear. "You look...sultry. Smokey. Dangerous. It looks good without the shoes, but..." and he moved closer yet, so their bodies were tight along their entire length, and one hand moved down and back, just resting on the swell at the top of her ass cheek, "...it would look even better without the top. And the skirt. But keep the garters." He pressed her against his bulge for just a brief moment, then broke the close encounter and moved away again, smiling knowingly.
 
At first Vanessa didn’t realize what was poking against her belly, since the leather top absorbed most of the touch. But when moved closer to speak into her ear, the young woman noticed the hard on pushing against her lower body. She blushed deeply, but didn’t say anything to Todd. She even noticed that she got herself excited by the fact that she obviously had an effect on the older man.

“Oh, I bet the guys at the office would have a hard time working, when I would show up like this.” Vanessa giggled at that though. But it was quickly wiped from her mind, when Todd moved his hands down to her ass. She could feel his hard dick pressed against her soft belly. It felt hard and big, or was that just her wild imagination?

“Todd, you are naughty!” Vanessa giggled and playfully pushed his upper body away. “I doubt that you would really like to see that.” Her eyes darted again to Todd’s hands, checking for any sign of a wedding ring. “And I guess there is nothing that you haven’t seen on other women.”
 
The music ended,and they stood for a moment facing each other, a little breathless. And was it just from the dancing?

“I doubt that you would really like to see that. And I guess there is nothing that you haven’t seen on other women.”

"You're wrong about that first thing, and just because I may have seen it before doesn't mean I don't want to see it again," he said in a normal tone, and smiled. "Whew! I'm thirsty, now; let's go back and finish our drinks." And he took her hand and led her back to the table.

When they sat again, he shifted his chair a little so he was sitting closer, their thighs touching lightly under the table.

Every woman has a Good Girl and a Bad Girl in her head, his older brother had once told him back when he was starting to date. If she's interested, the Bad Girl wants you to touch her, but the Good Girl is worried about being seen as 'easy'. So when you touch her, make sure it's out of sight. That way the Good Girl is satisfied, and will let the Bad Girl be bad and enjoy herself."

Todd had followed this advice all his life, and it had served him well. When he'd been running his hand up and down Vanessa's back earlier, he'd made sure that their backs were towards the wall so nobody else could see it. Thanks, bro, he said mentally.

"So, you're a programmer?" he said out loud. "I assume you work with a bunch of guys? Well, you're right about one thing: If you wore that to work, nobody'd get anything done; they'd all be too busy drooling."
 
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Vanessa was still trying to precess all the stuff that Todd had just told her. Was he really hitting on her? Todd was about twice her age and he surely was playing around with Vanessa. His hands had been touching her all the time and his hints about wanting to see her naked had been pretty obvious. The young woman didn’t know what she should do. On the one hand, she wanted to be a good girl and stay clear from trouble, but on the other side she was craving for the guy’s attention and an intimate touch. It had been a while since Vanessa had had a steady boyfriend, so her body was screaming, yes.

She followed Todd back to their table and took a deep sip from her drink. The dancing had made her thirsty and she didn’t know what to say to Todd, so she continued to drink. When he moved closer, her heart started to beat a bit faster. Vanessa still didn’t know what she should do, but her bad girl side wanted to please Todd, so she acted like nothing special had happened.

“Yeah, I am a programmer. Not the most exciting job, but it pays the bills.” She smiled at Todd and felt his hand on her knee. She took in some air sharply, but didn’t move her leg or pushed his hand away. Instead she looked at him and continued with their chat. “I guess you are right, they would be drooling, but to drive them really wild, I would have to dress up as some comic character, like sailor moon.” She giggled and placed her hand on Todd’s arm.
 
But how will I know if she wants me to touch her? he'd asked his brother, years ago. His brother had shrugged. Just do it. If she's uncomfortable with it, she'll move away. If she doesn't move away, that's the green light. Go for it. And he'd grinned.

She wasn't moving away. She wasn't moving his hand. Houston, all systems are 'GO'... He moved his hand from her knee, sliding it down slowly to rest on the inside of her thigh.

He had the sudden urge to run it all the way up the inside of her leg and satisfy his curiosity about what sort of underwear she was wearing, but he restrained himself; it was too public a place for that sort of activity. She would go from "green" to "red", and he also had his reputation at the company to think about; he was the New Guy, and it wouldn't do to give everyone the impression he was an out of control horndog.

So he settled for lightly stroking her skin through the stockings, running his fingers gently back and forth across the surface a few inches, back and forth, back and forth...

"I'll bet you could rock a Sailor Moon outfit, too. You're a very pretty girl, but jeans and sweatshirts just don't do you justice, you know. You should try it some day, you know: wear something a little more...girly to work, and I'll bet the guys will pay more attention."

He looked down at his empty glass. "I'm empty," he said, unnecessarily. "How about one more, for the road? Then we can get out of here...together." And he gave her leg a little squeeze.
 
Vanessa felt Todd’s hand move on her stockings, slowly getting closer to the top of the thigh high nylons and her bare skin. Her heart was beating fast and she could feel the excitement growing inside of her. The young woman didn’t really understand why she didn’t move or stopped the older man. Her body seemed to be in some kind of automatic mode and craved for more of Todd’s attention.

In the meantime Vanessa tried to focus on her chat with her new friend. “Oh, I guess I have the wrong hair color to pull of a Sailor Moon. And to be honest, her body looks far more toned than mine.” She giggled a little and tried to imagine how people would react on her outfit in the office. “Well, I don’t really look like those models and it-girls. So, I am not really sure that I could pull it off. And I like to be respected for my work and not for my girly looks.” She shrugged a little and smiled at Todd. “But I guess, that’s not really going to happen.”

A deep blush formed on Vanessa’s pale face, when Todd suggested to get some privacy. Her brain screamed that this was crazy and totally out of character, but Vanessa just emptied her glass and placed it back on the table. “That depends on what your private bar has to offer.” She giggled and playfully patted Todd on the arm. “But you could be a gentleman and get my boots from the coat check room, while I wait here.”
 
Todd smiled. Better and better...

"You'll just have to judge for yourself whether my wine cellar is up to My Lady's customary quality," he said. He drained the last of his drink and stood up.

"The coat check is on the way to the front door. Come with me, and we'll be out of here that much sooner. Don't worry about hurting your feet; it's carpeted all the way." And he held out his hand for her to take.
 
Vanessa looked at Todd over the rim of her glasses. “It would love to judge your wine cellar, but if I have to get my boots myself, I guess I will probably even have to get the wine myself or wash the glasses later on.” She smiled at him teasingly. “A real gentleman would be already back here with the boots.” Vanessa giggled playfully, but didn’t move from her seat.

Normally, she didn’t pay much attention to these small things, but since Todd obviously wanted something from her, Vanessa though that he should at least work for his price. Besides, she didn’t want to look too needy, so she decided to play a bit hard ball.
 
Todd looked down at her, his hand still outstretched. "What? Changed your mind already?" he asked in a surprised voice.
 
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Vanessa looked at Todd a bit surprised, but was feeling also disappointed at the same time. “I didn’t change my mind at all. Anyway, it was nice meeting you Todd.” She smiled at him when he kissed her hand, but she didn’t move to follow him or to stop him from leaving.

Once he was out of hearing distance, Vanessa mumbled to herself, “Too bad, he was a fun guy, but if he things that I am going to run after him, he will be pretty disappointed.” She returned her attention back to the dance floor scanning it for her friend Rachel.
 
Vanessa waited for about 10 minutes, but when Todd didn’t return, she went frustrated to the bar and got herself another drink. She drowned nearly the whole glass in record time, before the decided to leave. The daring and teasing mood was gone, the evening hat been ruined and she just wanted to get home. Todd obviously had not been willing to meet her on eye level, he had obviously seen in her just a toy that had to do his bidding.

“Fuck him, I deserve better.” She emptied her glass and walked to the coat room to get her boots back. When she noticed the waiting Todd, she looked the other way and just got her boots without caring about the man behind her in the seat. Vanessa had some trouble getting into the boots, without any help form Rachel. But she finally managed to get them on and then left the party to get a taxi back home, not looking back one time…
 
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