Halloween is a night of mischief and mayhem, but also the perfect time to get frisky with a stranger.Anya gets dragged along to a Halloween party where she doesn't know anyone by her friend Liz. After a few years of being unhappy with her body she has worked out and toiled her body back into shape. Finally comfortable with her body again for the first time since college she decides to dress as a slutty vampiress to turn some heads at the party. As she spends more time there she meets a hunk masquerading as a lean Olympic swimmer who she quickly sets her sights on. She's once again comfortable with her body image, now if only she could get someone else to appreciate her body as much as she does. Read ahead to find out what happens when Anya decides to go on the offensive and flirt with the sexy Olympian in an attempt to get him to do some private laps with her.Excerpt:“I’d show you my ID but,” I held out my arms and looked over my body as if I was searching for my purse, “it’s in the car. I don’t have much room in this costume to hold things, besides the obvious of course.” I brought my hands up to my boobs and gave them a quick squeeze. The alcohol loosened me up a little, leaving my head a little light and airy, but amped up my libido into overdrive. It was time to make my move.Jon flushed a little. “That I see.” He drained the rest of his beer and set the bottle down on the ground. “Want me to go grab us some more? I wanna stay up here and talk to you if you don’t mind.” “I think… that’s a bad idea.” I frowned, selling faux-disappointment. He froze in place. “Oh.”“I think I’ve got a better plan.” I looked up at him and locked eyes, staring into his pale green pupils like they held the secret of life. I placed my hands onto his hips until my fingers curved around them and reached for his cheeks. My voice lowered into a sultry whisper. “How about we head down that hallway, find a room, and fuck each other’s brains out?”If he wasn’t frozen before he certainly was now. I could practically see the neurons in his brain firing in rapid speed in an attempt to verify if what he just heard was real. “I uhh-“ His mouth hung agape, while his eyes fell down from my face to my breasts again. I held onto his hips tighter, feeling the muscles tense underneath my touch, not to mention pushing in my elbows to make my boobs look even bigger.“I’m serious. It’s quiet up here. And I’ve wanted to get you naked since I first saw you.” I grabbed his hand and placed it on top of my breasts, holding it between them so he could feel my warmth as they rose and fell with my breaths. A bulge began to grow inside of his swim trunks, the early stirrings before it turned to a painful ache. I slid my right hand diagonally down the front of his thighs until it rested on top of the bulge. The tight fabric hardly did anything to conceal his manhood, a fact which sent tiny zaps of electricity through my body as I teased him with my fingers.