Did someone say Halloween?

Finally, someone wants to talk Halloween around here.  

I love Halloween because it is the one day of the year we can be anything we want to be without being judged.  Well, unless we are at a costume party, then we might be judged - quite literally.  But you know what I mean.  It's the one day we are all role players - being scary zombies, the dashing Dracula's, the sexy nurses, the pranking punks, or just the kid at heart who loves the excitement and fun of it all.

I have so many fond memories of Halloween and so many stories.  But one appropriate for this audience comes to mind.  When I was a young man I was invited to a costume party.  I was excited but apprehensive as it was work related and being new to my company there were many people I wanted to impress.  Work parties are always fraught with potential social landmines, but also opportunities for impressing the right people if handled properly.

My concern was amplified by the fact that I had been seeing someone new for only about a month, so I wasn't quite sure of her ability to endure grace under fire (or under alcohol).  She was beautiful, intelligent, creative, playful, and (as far as I could tell) open to role play.  So the prospects were promising.  After much thought we decided to attend the party as Samurai and Geisha.  We felt it was the right blend of playful, glamorous, and sexy.

The night of the party she was absolutely stunning in her outfit.  She wore a silk kimono (a gift from me) complete with obi, fan, slippers, makeup - the whole costume.  She had these outrageously green cat-like eyes that made her feminine beauty unforgettable anyway.  But in her costume, I don't know if I've ever seen a more stunning creature.  At the party she was the perfect blend of charming, coy, and bawdy at the right moments.  My new bosses, coworkers, and I were all quite taken with her.  As the party wound down we went back to my place.

As we entered the house she said she would make us drinks so we could talk about the evening.  She did and said she wished to serve me as a true true geisha would.  She began taking her costume off so I could see her amazing body.  She let down her long, black hair (which reached almost to her shapely ass).  When she was nude she began helping me out of my costume.  It didn't take long until she discovered I was as hard as a rock.  She took a firm grip of my "handle" and led me out to the deck (where my hot tub was).

She said that a geisha should bathe her consort properly, and pulled me into the hot tub.  After we got in, she was soon in my lap - filling my mouth with passionate kisses.  We made love three times that night, hot tub, sofa, and bed (I was much younger then, lol).  It was one of the best nights of my life.  It wasn't the first time we were intimate but it was still very early in our relationship and that great night set the tone for things to come.

She confided that her geisha persona allowed her to bring out to her submissive, playful side.  I had hoped she was into role play (as it is a great passion of mine) and that costume party was the perfect opportunity to see that she was a true match for my passions.  She said it was the most free she had ever felt - creatively and sexually.

I say it set the tone for things to come because shortly after that she moved in with me and we had marathon sessions of everything you can imagine.  She was open to being restrained, spanked, blindfolded, flogged, and even greek expeditions.  She loved it all.  And I her.  It seems that one wonderful night opened both our eyes up to possibilities we might never have discovered otherwise.  It was if a switch had been flipped in her that was driving her to fully explore her submissive nature.  It ushered in a golden age of sexual desire.  I recall never having been more sleep deprived, but also never having been happier.

And it was for many months my boss and coworkers kept asking me how things were going with my "little geisha".  It seems she was the belle of the ball.  She was the belle of my balls I can tell you that.  

So yeah, I guess you could say I like Halloween.  A lot.

but if it gets people in a playful mood then its all good

Seriously, the commercialization of EVERYTHING has me grumpy. I saw Halloween candy out before Labor Day and I wondered. "Are people really gonna start buying this stuff? It has to have the kinds of preservatives that give it a 'shelf-life' that's more like 'half-life' ".

So far as Halloween goes: Since I cosplay for various fantasy conventions, I think it's ok for kids and those people who don't do that kind of thing often to have a reason to 'make believe' for a little while.  

Back to my rant:  
Today's "Holidays" a little more than commercial excuses to get people to do things they should do year-round.  

Rather than encourage people to do things like express their romantic love for SOs or demonstrate Good Will Toward Men or practice environmental stewardship, everyone can feel better that we did these things on only 1/365th of the year - St. Valentine's, Christmas or Earth Day respectively.  

Besides, "In My Day" we rolled deserving people's yards on any given day - usually just before it rained. Viva Halloween!  

Nowadays I guess I'll just have to say Happy B-day to Radiant Ryan - who has the power to bewitch any heterosexual (and probably some gay) men. I'd also offer her a real box of chocolates separate from and in addition to those horrible foam peanuts only sold around Halloween... lol  

Be Excellent To Each Other,  ga_kosh