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   Halloween Treats Chapter 3 The movie was just ending and the children
started to stir while picking up their loot and getting ready to leave. 
Most of the adults had been standing around in the kitchen during the movie
simply, chatting while the kids watched the movie.  One of the fathers, who
obviously hadn't wanted to be there but did so at most likely the nagging
of his wife, had gotten a little deep into the bourbon and had a slight
slur to his speech.  His wife told him to straighten up and not make a fool
of himself as it was time to go.  In his drunken state he slurred and said
that he agreed as it was time for him to "get a little" this naturally got
him a quick slap and comment from his wife that "it would be a cold day in
hell" not the brightest light on the block, he said "good cuz I've been
there quite awhile already".  Not wanting a confrontation in the childrens'
presense, I hurriedly ushered her and the kids to the door.  Looking back,
I asked if someone would help him to the car.  The wench was leaning
towards him and whispering something in his ear and I saw his eyebrows
raise.  Got her and her kids to the car and as I was returning to the house
a smirk grew on my face as I thought what a two faced bitch she and her
daughter were and wondered why he stuck around.  I went back to the kitchen
figuring I'd have to help him to the car but he was not there.  The wench
was and I asked her where he was?  She simply said, "oh he's at the rack
getting a little of what he can't get at home!" I looked into her eyes, saw
the sparkle and said "what are you doing?" she non-chalanty said "he's
wanted an ass fucking for a long time and now he's getting one".  As the
crowd started to thin, I saw the wench quietly whispering to a few other
men that were there and subsequently saw her usher them to the corner of
the maze.  We were now down to just four couples and all of the kids were
gone except for those that had retired to my daughters room for a sleep
over.  The moon had risen casting an eerie glow over the maze.  Of the men
left, each one would excuse himself on the pretense of the toilet and
return 10 or 15 minutes later with a sheepish grin on their face.  What
none of them realized was that it was the wenches husband they had been
plowing into, not the single mother that had passed out on my bed earlier.
He was wide awake now and I unstrapped him, helped him with his pants and
ushered him on his wobbly legs and his wench wife out to their car.  His
head hung low, he said his jaw ached, his ass was sore and he could feel
the cum dripping down his legs.  I waved my goodbyes and said "see you
soon" only to hear the wench say "yes we'll be back for tomorrow nights
"adult only party".  Shit, I forgot and I'm slated for the rack.