Playing Nurse With Daddy: Dirty Halloween Night Fun Short Story #2

“Your dad is going to kill you!” my friend Bea helpfully reminds me, as I adjust my naughty nurse costume before heading out to the party I’m strictly forbidden to attend.

My costume is racy, but I don’t care. In fact, I planned it that way on purpose. My itty-bitty skirt lands just below my ass, basically it’s so short that the only thing I can do is stand all night. If I dare bend over everyone will get a clear shot of my tiny red thong and everything else.

The ultra low-cut blouse is so tight I can barely breathe, and the red push up bra I’m wearing practically pushes my tits to my chin. I’m fabulous and I know it.

“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him,” I remind her. “Besides, he’s not really my dad, dad. He’s just my stepdad.”
“I know, but he told you that you weren’t allowed to go to the frat party and you certainly wouldn’t be allowed to go dressed like that,” Bea chastises me.

“We’re leaving the house before he gets home from work, and I’ll sneak back in in the middle of the night, and he’ll never know the difference. Now let’s go meet some cute boys!”

I live with my stepdad while I’m in school which admittedly he pays for and doesn’t even have to. I try to behave most of the time anyway, but tonight is the one night of the year I get to pretend I’m someone else and have a good time.

Bea and I will have fun, meet cute boys at the fraternity house, and be home before my dad realizes any differently. Tomorrow I’ll get up and go to school like I always do.

The party was fun, but I didn’t expect to come across so many drunk college guys who can’t keep their hands to themselves. I try to make out with a couple of them, but nobody really caught my eye in a serious way.
And after being pawed at all night I’m horny as hell, but not for immature college boys. Older men have always been my thing.

My stepdad, for instance, is pretty hot for a guy who’s twice my age and a dad. He doesn’t have any kids of his own and when my mom left, he took me in.

I feel kind of bad I snuck out tonight after he told me not to. He warned me that drunken frat boys are up to no good and he was right.

I’ll just climb the ladder I hid at the side of the garage, crawl in through my bedroom window, and be in my bed before he notices.

Everything goes exactly according to plan, but climbing the ladder in four-inch heels, and a slutty nurse costume isn’t the easiest feat in the world.