I came home to find my wife dressed in a killer cat costume. She looked spectacular. My first impulse was to rip it off her and take her right then and there on the floor. I resisted.
“Wow, Stephanie, you look fantastic,” I gushed.
“Thanks, honey, I kind of figured you’d like it,” she said.
“It looks awesome but, what’s it for?” I asked.
“Jimmy, do you remember the great kink costume party we went to last year for Halloween?” she asked.
“Yeah.”
“And how disappointed we were that our costumes were kind of bland compared to what most off the others were wearing?” she asked.
“I do.”
“Well, I thought that this year we could go all out and maybe even win the thousand-dollar grand prize,” she said.
“If it were up to me I’d give it to you right now,” I said.
“That’s sweet, baby, but, it
