by Lexi Archer
I turned my full attention back to the road again. Luckily my swerving hadn’t brought the attention of the local constabulary down on us. That would’ve put a damper on the evening, though there was that one time we were pulled over and Liv discovered a very novel way to get out of a ticket that still got my cock hard thinking about it a couple of years later…
“So when do you plan on starting whatever it is you’re planning?” I asked.
“I figured opening night would be as good a time as any,” she said.
I blinked. “Tomorrow? Really?”
“Why not?” she asked. “There’s no time like the present, and besides I figured you’d want to see me getting naughty as soon as possible!”
“I do, but I still have no idea how the hell you’re going to pull this off,” I said.
“Well that’s for me to know and you to find out, isn’t it?” she asked.
“I suppose it is.”
We drove on through the night and the entire time I wondered how the hell she was going to pull this off. How the hell my wife was going to seduce another man and get him in bed, literally or metaphorically considering there was a bed in that room for them to use if she wanted, all while crowds of people moving through the haunted house had no idea what was going on right in front of them.
It was a tall order, but I figured if anyone could pull it off then it would be Liv. She’d pulled off crazier things in the past, to be sure. That incident with getting out of a ticket was just one example of the way she threw caution to the wind sometimes, and it usually worked out in her favor.
Opening night was going to be a hell of a lot more interesting than usual!
4: Opening Night
I climbed into my perch with perhaps more anticipation than I’d felt at any opening night ever before. It was a pretty thorough echo of the anticipation I’d felt the night before when I was going to see Liv’s performance for the first time.
Only this time I knew there was the potential for so much more to happen down there. It was driving me wild wondering what Liv was going to get up to. I also had to admit that figuring out how she was going to pull it off had me far more curious than usual. I just didn’t see how it was possible, and I couldn’t wait to see what she had in store for me.
Basically it was the same sort of anticipation that I felt whenever we were getting ready to have a little fun with an added dash of mystery thrown into the mixture of arousal and anticipation.
Liv and Justin entered into their scene just as I was getting to my spot. Liv turned and winked at me and then she was turning to Justin. Pulling him down and whispering something in his ear. Something only for him, though to be honest with all the noise that was coming on as the haunt started going into full gear in anticipation of the first people going through she probably could’ve shouted something at him and no one would be able to hear it even the next room over.
Though I could hear it. I was close enough that I could hear everything in that room even if I wasn’t leaning forward desperately hanging on their every word. That was probably why she was doing the whispering. Wouldn’t want to reveal her big secret to me before she was ready, after all.
Whatever she was whispering, it was doing a number on Justin. His eyes went wide and then he glanced up at me and back to Liv. She nodded and then turned to wink at me. I couldn’t be sure what they were talking about, of course, but I had a pretty good feeling that she’d just revealed our secret fantasy life to him. That was the same look of disbelief I’d seen on other guys’ faces when they realized they actually had a chance with my wife even though her husband was sitting right next to her.
Of course usually I saw that look at a bar or in a hotel room, but I’d take it in a cheesy haunted house as well.
I wondered if they were going to do something right then and there. I’d been thinking about what she could possibly be planning, and the only thing I could think of was that the rooms in the haunt were actually pretty well separated from one another when the haunt was a going concern. The only time someone from one room moved into another was when a guest was moving through those rooms or there was an emergency, but the emergency meant shutting everything down.
The point is it was entirely possible for them to get up to something in that room and no one would be the wiser. No one but maybe someone working on the second level, and in this case the person working the second level was me so it’s not like Liv would have any problem getting a little naughty since she knew I’d love every minute of it.
The only problem was the lights were going down and there wasn’t a chance that anything was going to happen now because it was only going to be five or ten minutes until people started making their way through to their room.
Sure they’d have my warning if I was on the ball, but I’m sure Liv knew that she couldn’t count on me paying enough attention to give them fair warning if she was busy getting naughty with Justin. Not to mention that they’d only have at most thirty seconds to decouple themselves and get back into a presentable state before the people came into the room.
No, that couldn’t be her plan. What the hell was her plan? It was driving me crazy!
Of course they might not have time to get down and dirty in the way Liv really wanted to and Justin didn’t know he wanted to, but there was still going to be plenty of opportunity for her to have a little bit of fun before the patrons arrived. That was made abundantly clear by what Liv did next which had my cock throbbing and my blood roaring behind my ears.
Liv reached up and grabbed him by his own ears and pulled him towards her. Before I knew it his arms were wrapping around her in a very familiar gesture that I know he wouldn’t have been willing to pull before they started all of this rehearsal stuff. In an instant the two of them were locked together in a passionate embrace that had me very nearly rolling off of my perch.
Now that would’ve been something. The first night of the haunt and I got so distracted by watching my wife making out with another man down below that I ended up crashing through some of the cheap paper-thin walls we had set up. That would require shutting it down for at least a couple of hours, maybe for the entire night, while they repaired everything.
Somehow I managed to keep it together though. I shot out a clawed hand and grabbed the edge of my platform just before I rolled off the damn thing entirely. I had a moment where I was pumped full of adrenaline and feeling more than a little bit of vertigo, though I was having a difficult time telling whether that was because of nearly falling on my ass or because of what was happening down below.
When I turned my attention away from preventing a nasty fall and back to the sight that had nearly caused the nasty fall in the first place I was treated to a sight that burned in my mind. Remember how I said that vampire outfit was basically two strips of cloth that went down over my wife’s tits, and that they barely covered her goodies at that?
His hands were inside that strip. He was feeling her up. His hands were all over her and I found myself fantasizing about what he was thinking. It was something I liked to do whenever I saw a guy getting up close and personal with my wife for the first time. I imagined how hard his cock must be as he pressed it against her and imagined what it would be like to be thrusting inside my wife. The frustration he must be feeling because he knew there would be people coming through the haunt at any moment and they wouldn’t be able to truly have the fun he wanted to have.
I imagined Liv getting turned on, letting out quiet little moans that I couldn’t hear because I was up on this second level where all the noise from the haunted house came together in an echoing cacophony that wasn’t deadened by the aforementioned paper-thin walls, but I knew she was making those noises and I knew it must be driving Justin wild.
I heard something in the hall down below and I wanted to scream out in frustration. That echoing noise of laughter and a couple of teen guys yelling meant there were guests coming through. They’d be here at any moment and that would put an end to the pre-haunt fun my w
ife was having with Justin down below. Sure I had an entire evening of watching them act seductive with one another, but I was pretty sure that it wasn’t going to be anything like what was going on now.
I glanced over again and he’d pulled one of her tits out. He was running his tongue around her rock hard nipple which had the added effect of making my rock hard cock positively throb to the point that it was painful laying down on my stomach on my perch. That didn’t stop me from subtly grinding against that perch, though. It wasn’t much, but it was all I had.
Any port in a storm, and all that.
The voices were getting closer and I knew I had to hit the early warning even though it killed me to do it. I reached out and hit the roar button before my hand shot down through the hall because I wanted to make sure they had plenty of time to get themselves back in order even though it killed me to kill the fun.
The roar got their attention and Justin’s head pulled away from his exploration of my wife’s tits and they were getting everything back together. I was treated with one brief moment that was a perfect view of her tits on display, then she was pulling the thin material of her dress back in place and messing with something under one of those thin strips, presumably a piece of double sided tape that was keeping the whole thing together.
I didn’t have much time to look at what they were doing, though, because the guests were coming through and I figured it was up to me to make sure they didn’t get into the vampire room in time to see my wife’s tits on display. However hot it would’ve been to see her showing off for a group of random people going through the haunt, it wouldn’t be worth the PR headache if she was discovered being naughty in there. So I hit the roar button and went to work, smiling as I heard people screaming as my arm and clawed hand moved down and started grabbing at them.
When they’d passed I immediately turned my attention to the vampire room and I was surprised by what I saw there. Justin had my wife in an embrace and they were staring at one another. As soon as the group moved into the room they launched into the scene, and fuck was it hot.
“I’ll never give in to you, you monster!” my wife said, throwing a dramatic arm up to her forehead in a move that was straight out of an old-fashioned black and white monster movie.
“But you have no choice my dear,” Justin said. He was using his regular voice this year, thank God. Usually he tried to do a cheesy Bela Lugosi accent and it never sounded good.
Apparently they weren’t wasting much time on speaking parts though. No sooner had he said that than he was pressing his lips against Liv’s. She struggled against him and I found myself sitting up and taking notice. This was definitely a new wrinkle to this fantasy that we’d never tried before. Sure I knew they were playacting the whole thing, but there was something about the sight of her struggling away from the handsome powerful man that was tapping into something primal and new that I didn’t even know was buried that deep in my psyche.
Huh. It wasn’t often that I found a new wrinkle to this fantasy, but apparently Justin and Liv had managed to tap into one quite nicely. Interesting.
She continued to struggle against him, smacking him lightly and trying to get him away as he held her in his powerful grip. At least it was a powerful grip insofar as the scene went. I’d imagine a vampire would be able to hold down a girl pretty easily so of course that’s what it looked like when they were doing their little act. In real life she could probably get away from Justin just fine if she really wanted to.
The group moving through the haunt was a bunch of teenagers and of course the guys started hooting and hollering as Justin moved down to my wife’s neck and pressed his fangs in there. I also noticed that he managed to move a hand up and cup one of her tits while he was “biting” her, though he was doing it at an angle that concealed him from the patrons but gave me a clear view. I wondered if that was on purpose or just a happy accident of him trying to hide copping a feel of my wife from the crowd.
No sooner had he bit down on her neck than she turned on the crowd and hissed baring fangs of her own that had been hidden up until now because she was facing away from the crowd. Both of them hissed and advanced on the patrons who dutifully turned and ran screaming from the room giving us a brief breather.
As soon as they were out of the room Liv turned and jumped on Justin. Wrapped her legs around him and her mouth descended on his. He took a couple of steps back until the back of his knees bumped against the bed and he sat down. They continued making out like that and his hands moved down until the straps of her dress were pulled to the side again, only this time her tits were pressing against him rather than out where he could cop a feel.
Not that it particularly mattered. His hands were doing plenty of exploring as they moved up and down her body. He moved down to squeeze her ass and then one of his hands was moving inside the slits on the side of her dress and she started grinding against him letting out moans that were just loud enough that I could hear them from my perch even over the cacophony of canned horror sounds drifting up through the darkness from the rest of the haunt.
I heard more people coming down the hall and I hit the roar button again. A canned werewolf roar, at least I think it was supposed to be a werewolf given the hairy arm I used but honestly it could’ve been any monster howling and snarling, rang out but this time it didn’t have any effect on the two naughty lovers down below. I wondered if they’d heard it so I hit the button again, and again there was no reaction.
I frowned. That roar was loud. There was no way Liv didn’t hear it. Was she so caught up in the moment that she heard but didn’t care? It wouldn’t be the first time she got so turned on that she did something stupid, but this would be the first time she was seriously risking a public indecency charge.
Well, I suppose there was that incident with the cop, but that had turned out A-OK when it turned out the constable was amenable to a little bit of bribery in the form of my wife’s body. I didn’t think she could pull something like that off again if it was a group of cops who were called.
I couldn’t do anything but watch the disaster unfold in slow-motion though. It’s not like I could get down there in time to stop the people from going into the room or point out to my wife that she was getting a little too risky, or maybe just throw a sheet over them so they were concealed from the crowd. No, there wasn’t enough time.
So I reached down and did my best to scare the people coming down the hall. I had the slim hope that if I managed to make them scream loud enough or distract them for long enough then Liv would realize there were people out here and she would cut the whole clouded-by-lust bullshit and get her act together.
They screamed, but soon enough the crowd was gone and when I looked up Liv and Justin were still making out with my wife half-naked on top of him, only now there was more than an audience of one getting a good look at them. Now they had a whole crowd of people from the haunt staring at them and obviously wondering if they were really seeing what it looked like they were seeing.
I winced and almost closed my eyes, waiting for the inevitable explosion. Waiting for someone to shriek and go running through the haunt screaming that there were two people practically fucking in the vampire room. From there it would be a hop, skip, and a jump to the cops getting called and at the very least my wife and Justin would be kicked out of the haunt permanently, which would be interesting considering Justin was technically the owner and definitely the guy who ran the whole thing even if it did operate as a non-profit.
Of course he’d certainly abused his power as the owner and runner-of-things to get into a position where he was getting inside my wife’s clothes. Not that I minded, but it did make me wonder how else he’d abused his limited powers which were more or less absolute within the confines of the haunted house.
Only the explosion never came. No, instead of screaming the people just leaned in closer as though they were trying to verify that yes, these were two people who were practically fucking one another in the mi
ddle of a haunted house. Only as they leaned in close suddenly Liv and Justin both turned towards them and did the hissing vampire thing again which made me jump so it definitely had to be getting the attention of the people down there in the room with them.
I thought for sure that their display would be the end of our fun, but instead the people in the room with them were screaming and laughing and running away talking about how Liv and Justin really had them going for a minute there. They almost thought the performance was real, but of course it couldn’t be because this was a haunted house and they wouldn’t actually do that sort of thing in a place like this that was supposed to be family friendly.
Yeah, family friendly my ass. Though I was wondering exactly how far they were going to take this and how much they were going to get away with under the guise of people automatically assuming anything that was done within the confines of the haunted house was all “part of the show” and just a clever trick.
It was only starting to dawn on me the sort of power that mentality could hold. Particularly for people who wanted to get up to a little bit of naughty fun without getting caught. I had a feeling Liv had been counting on this the entire time, and I was seriously wondering how far she was going to take things.
Suddenly nothing seemed off the table, and damn did I want to see where this night was going to take us!
5: Way Too Far
Damn. How long was this going to go on? They were still down there making out on the bed. It felt like they were going to go on forever, and it felt like even the hard surface of my perch was going to be enough to send me over the edge if this kept up for much longer.
They were still rolling around, and they’d managed to get past a couple of people going through the room by looking up and doing the hissing routine. I was continually amazed that every time they did that nobody called them on it. Everybody still assumed that it was all part of the show. They assumed that because they were in a haunted house where there was occasionally racy content, there was even a disclaimer at the front entrance, that it had to be an act.
