The Legend of Millcreek Barn

It was the night before Halloween and I sat at my computer while my husband Mike slept in the recliner. I had been e-mailing a secret online lover of mine for over two hours. Needless to say, I was extremely aroused. I had been carrying on with this sweet man over the Internet for a few months now and I felt more in touch with him than I did with my own husband. I know that is wrong, but that is how I feel.

I checked the number of e-mails that Allen had sent me and I was surprised that we were already up to seventy seven responses. It seemed like I could talk to him about anything and be open and relaxed about it. It was really weird because it seems like I spent so many years looking for a mate with just one or two of the same interests that I had. Well, after ten years of marriage and two beautiful children, I find my perfect match.

Allen and I have talked about anything and everything. There is nothing that I feel embarrassed or ashamed about when I talk with him. When we talk on the phone it is such a relaxing feeling from hearing his soothing voice. I know one thing though, Allen has become a very important person in my life even though we have never met face to face and there is eight hundred miles between us.

Allen and I have been talking about this Halloween party that is in Missouri, which is about forty miles from where I live. There is this eerie legend there that has been passed down by the word of mouth for decades. Nobody knows for sure what the legend is but word has it that there is this spooky barn there in Millcreek that is haunted.

Allen and I e-mailed back and forth all night about this Halloween party that was being held in the Millcreek Barn. We both wanted to go so bad that we could feel it. It was being hyped up as the party of the century and that it was to be attended at your own risk. It sounded spooky and exciting yet at the same time it sounded so romantic and erotic.

I just sat there and smiled as Allen told me that if he was taking me he would dress up as a pirate. He wanted to wear this patch over his eye and pretend that he was Redbeard. I told him that I always dress up as El Vira at Halloween because of my long black hair. Allen seemed to like the idea of me dressing up as El Vira by the sweet remarks he made in the following e-mails.

As I sat there waiting for Allen's next e-mail, I drifted off to last year's Halloween party that Mike and I attended. We went to his friends house and I wore my usual El Vira outfit. I remember walking into the party with my arm around mike as I strutted in wearing these six inch open toe stiletto's. Everyone turned their head to look at me as I walked past. Mike never displayed any jealousy and I kind of hated that. I wanted him to want me, not just expect me to be there with him.

The party was wild. After several drinks, I was ready for some serious fucking so I led Mike into one of the bedrooms in the house but he thwarted my plans and told me to wait until we got home. I don't know why, but getting laid at a party like that has always been a turn on for me. Even in high school I got laid at Halloween parties but ever since I have been married, I have been denied.

I snapped out of my memory of last years party and read another of Allen's e-mails. He always had this way of making me smile no matter how upset or mad I was. We continued talking about the party at Millcreek Barn until the wee hours of the morning. It had been sixty two years now that the barn has been haunted and the idea of attending drove me absolutely insane. If I could find a way for Allen and I to sneak away and go to it I would have. Since there was three states and eight hundred miles between us, the possibilities were unreal.

As Allen described what he wanted to do to me at the party I couldn't help but to grow incredibly wet. Since Mike was still asleep in the living room, I slipped my hand into my panties and began to run my middle finger up and down my wet slit. Allen just drove me crazy with desire and lust. I never masturbated much in my life as I always saved up my energy for when I had a good fuck, but with Allen it was different.

Not a day could pass now without me fingering myself into oblivion while thinking about Allen. I never saw a picture of him but his description alone was all I needed. It didn't matter that he was six feet two inches tall and weighed one hundred and ninety eight pounds. It didn't matter that I never saw his blue eyes or his short brown hair. It didn't even matter that I never even saw his cock. What mattered was his brain. His mind was so much like mine that it was incredible.

As I closed my eyes I began to push my finger deeper into my pussy. God, I was so incredibly wet and my breasts were aching with incredible desire. While my finger continued to slip up and down my slit, I slipped my hand up under my sleep shirt and began to squeeze my breast. A soft moan escaped my lips as I felt my nipple stiffen rapidly.

I have such sensitive nipples, the kind that grow to about three quarter inch long. They are so sensitive when I stroke them that I can make myself cum just from stroking them and pulling on them. As I worked over my sensitive areas with my fingers, I envisioned Allen slipping in front of me and entering me.

I let out a soft moan as I pushed my finger deeper into my pussy as though it was Allen's cock. I began tossing my head from side to side as I worked my finger in and out, each stroke going deeper and deeper into my cunt. God, I could feel him. Allen was leaning over me, pushing so deeply into me, causing me to shudder with delight. I could feel my climax approaching so I began to rub my clit.

My clit was protruding from behind it's hood and I began to rapidly circle it with my finger. Oh God, I could feel Allen now. I could feel his warm breath against my face as he leaned over me and fucked me. I could feel his warm flesh pressing against my body and I could feel my 38 DD's smashing into his chest. I was on the verge of cumming and I was just about to go for it all when suddenly I heard a voice.

"Colleen, are you coming to bed?"

I froze. It was Mike and he was walking down the hallway toward the computer room. I yanked my hand out of my panties and pulled my hand down from under my shirt. I quickly shook my head to straiten out my hair when he walked in.

"Are you coming to bed or are you going to sleep in front of the computer all night?" Mike asked as he stood in the doorway.

I didn't want to turn around to look at him just yet because I know he would see the look of lust in my eyes. I could feel that my face was flushed and that alone would have been a dead give away.

"I'll be in there in just a second, let me shut it down," I said as I never looked back at him.

"Well hurry up, you're always on that damned computer anymore," Mike said as he turned around and walked into our bedroom.

I let out a sigh of relief as my heart was still racing. I was disappointed because I was so close to cumming when I was nearly caught. I decided to not press my luck so I told Allen goodnight and I shut off my computer.

I sat at my computer desk for a moment trying to compose myself. I bet Mike got an eyeful as my long sleep shirt was bunched up around my waist. As I looked down I saw the large wet spot in my panties. I stood up and pulled my panties off and tossed them down the laundry chute before walking into our bedroom.

I pulled the blanket up over me and Mike was already asleep. I laid there thinking about Allen and how wonderful and alive he has made me feel. A smile crept across my face as I began thinking about the Halloween party at the Millcreek Barn. As I thought about the creepy haunted barn I couldn't help but to remain highly aroused at all of the endless possibilities that Allen and I could do in a place like that. I reached down and squeezed my mound. I saw stars for a moment but I grew incredibly tired. As I continued to think about the party, I fell fast asleep.

"Are you going to get ready?" Mike asked as he shook me while I slept.

"Mmmmm, go back to sleep," I moaned softly as I pulled my pillow over my head.

"Come on Colleen, get up and get dressed, the party is waiting for us," Mike said as he shook me again.

Suddenly I found myself wide awake as my pillow remained on my head. I had cobwebs in my mind as I tried to comprehend what my husband just said. I laid there for a moment before slowly pulling my pillow off of my head.

"What the hell," I asked myself as I looked up at my husband who was dressed up like a 1930's gangster.

I just looked up at him with a confused look on my face. I couldn't figure out why Mike was dressed up in last years Halloween costume.

"Aww, don't tell me that you forgot about the party tonight," Mike said as he pulled my blanket down and chuckled.

The cool fall air sent chills down my spine as Mike pulled my blanket down. The long sleep shirt that I had worn was bunched up around my waist and my pussy was completely exposed to my husbands lingering gaze.

"Come on, go get showered and get dressed, It'll take us an hour to drive to Millcreek so get a move on," Mike barked out as he took my hand and literally pulled my up and out of our bed.

I stumbled across our bedroom and went to take a shower. The whole time I was standing under the water I kept thinking about Allen and what it would be like with him at that party. After showering, I shaved my legs and trimmed my bush until I was happy with what I saw.

"Hurry up in there already," Mike hollered as I shut off the water.

I remained silent as I did my hair and put on a little bit of make up. After I was finished, I walked back to my room and walked over to my closet. Before I opened the closet, I admired myself in the mirror.

I liked what I saw. At thirty six I still had a tight body. All of those kick boxing classes actually did pay off as my legs and buns were tight. Looking at my breasts I was still happy as everything was still where it was since high school. The only difference was that I now had larger breasts. Looking down at my bush I couldn't help but to smile as I could see my pussy lips were swollen and parted from thinking about Allen.

Looking down I admired my feet. Again I smiled as Allen has told me over and over how he has a serious foot fetish. For a moment I became lost in a fantasy as I could picture Allen's beautiful cock sliding between my two feet. Quickly I snapped out of it and admired how nice the polish looked on my toes.

I slowly scanned all the way up my five foot one frame in the mirror when and evil grin crept across my face. As I peered into my green eyes, I knew that Allen wanted so desperately to see what I was now looking at.

"Lets get dressed, we don't have all night," Mike said as he poked his head into our room.

Startled, I jumped and turned around before turning back to our closet and opening it. As I reached inside to grab my costume I became confused. I searched through the rack for my El Vira costume but it was no where to be found.

"Mike, where is my costume at?" I shouted toward the hallway.

"They didn't have it ready so the lady behind the desk gave me a witches costume for the same price," Mike shouted back to me.

I just stood there totally shocked and pissed off as I hated witches. I picked up the costume and carried it over to the bed and set it down. There was a large black cape with a really spooky looking hat. I pulled a small bag out from between the material and saw a magic wand. I chuckled with disgust as I really didn't want to go as a fucking witch._

"Hurry up," Mike hollered into the room.

"Shut up, I'll be ready in a minute," I bitched back at him.

I walked over to my dresser and decided that since I had no choice but to go as a witch then I better get ready. After all, I really did want to go to the Millcreek Barn Halloween party.

I pulled the top drawer of my dresser open and picked up my black lace garter belt. I stepped into it and pulled it up my legs until I had it positioned high on my waist. Looking at myself in the mirror I knew that Allen would love to be watching me dress right now.

Next I pulled out a package of new sheer black stockings. I sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled the first stocking from the package. I lifted my leg and pointed my toes as I slipped the rolled up stocking over my pointed toes. Slowly I began to unroll the stocking. It felt incredible the way that the nylon hugged my leg. I extended my leg out strait as I rolled the sheer black stocking up my thigh. Glancing in the mirror I again smiled because I know that Allen loves it when I tell him I wear these kinds of sexy clothes. I attached the garters to my stocking and reached for the second stocking. Again I lifted my legs and pointed my toes as I slipped the sheer stocking onto my foot. Again I watched in the mirror as I rolled the soft sexy stocking up my leg. I attached the garters to my stocking and stood up.

I adjusted my stockings so they were even. I walked over to my dresser and pulled out a nice pair of panties. I was about to step into them when I stopped and set it back down in the drawer. I reached under my panties and pulled out a brand new black thong that I bought for special occasions. As I pulled the dainty piece of material up my legs, I looked over my shoulder into the mirror, again smiling as I thought of Allen. I watched as the thin strap disappeared into my ass before adjusting the thin elastic waistband high on my hips.

I really didn't want to wear a bra but I knew Mike would get a little pissed so I decided to wear this ultra sexy bra that basically just held up my tits. I hooked the clasp between my breasts and looked down, noticing that my areola's and nipples were still visible above my bra. I wanted to wear this bra because I knew that whenever I moved, the cape would rub over my nipples and keep them hard all night.

"Hurry up Colleen," Mike shouted as I picked up my witches cape.

"I'm coming," I hollered back with a grin on my face as I pulled the thin black frumpy cape over my body. I looked in the mirror at how short the cape was. I turned away and looked over my shoulder into the mirror and watched as I slowly bent over.

"My God," I thought to myself as I bent over, revealing the creamy tops of my legs above my stocking tops and the lower half of my ass.

Instantly I felt myself get even wetter as I thought about how much Allen would love to be taking me tonight looking like this. I bent over and picked up this small bag on the bed that was still attached to the hanger. I busted up laughing as it was a pair of fake glasses that had this really long nose attached to them. I quickly put the glasses on and began to laugh hysterically as I saw how funny I looked.

I picked up the hat and placed it on my head. Suddenly I had this strange feeling, almost like I had witch powers. I couldn't believe how much like a witch I looked like. My laughter was now gone as I just stared at myself in the full length mirror.

I picked up the magic wand and suddenly I felt chills run down my spine. I felt like I could control everything around me. Suddenly I was disturbed.

"Jesus Christ Colleen, lets go," Mike hollered.

"I just need to put my shoes on," I shouted back at him as I walked over to my closet and picked up my incredibly sexy six inch platform heels.

I loved these shoes but I never wore them outside of the bedroom. Tonight however, I was wearing them to a special party. I sat down on the end of the bed and slipped my foot into the open toe strappy shoe. I loved these shoes because the thin strap around the ankle winds all the way up over my calves to my knees. Literally all of my foot is exposed as only a couple of thin straps cross over the top of my foot. I laced them up around my calves and then stood up. I quickly looked at myself in the mirror. God I wanted Allen to be taking me tonight I thought to myself as I slowly turned and walked out of my room.

"It's about damned time," Mike said as he opened the door for me to walk through.

"Well, you don't want your wife to look like shit do you?" I asked mike as I glanced back at him and smiled.

"Just get in the truck and lets go," Mike said as he jumped in and started the engine.

As soon as the engine started I could feel my pussy grow even wetter. I don't know why but every time I am in this truck I become incredibly aroused. I knew one thing for sure, either after the party Mike was going to fuck me in this truck or I was going to give him the blow job of his life.

Quickly we sped away. It was dark and it was quite chilly out, almost downright cold. I reached out and turned the heater on as I tried to get warm.

"What's the matter, are those nipples of yours getting hard?" Mike asked as he laughed and sped down the road.

I just chuckled but in reality he was right, my nipples were hard and they were aching for attention. I failed to bring a jacket or coat with me so I shifted over and sat closer to my husband. As we drove along, the fog began to thicken even more.

As we drove through this one small town I decided that I would turn the radio on. As I reached out to push the button, my hand was stopped by Mike's.

"No baby, just enjoy the night in silence," Mike said as he stared into my eyes for what seemed to be an eternity.

"But it's boring to drive without a radio," I said softly as I returned my hand back to my lap.

"That's what's so unique about Halloween, you will ruin the aura of it if you turn the radio on," Mike said sternly as he looked back at the road in front of him.

I just rolled my eyes and looked out the passenger door window as I leaned up against him even more as I tried to get warm. The streets looked deserted and it appeared that everyone was inside as not a soul was to be seen anywhere.

We finally made it through the one light town and began to pick up speed as we made our way to Millcreek. I kept silent as I began thinking about Allen in order to make the time pass more quickly.

Suddenly I was pulled from my fantasy about Allen as Mike blew the horn and rapidly sped around a slow moving vehicle. The whole time, he was cussing and swearing.

"You're ruining the aura of Halloween," I said to Mike as I looked up and into his eyes.

"Well, if you can't drive the speed limit then you shouldn't be allowed on the road," Mike hollered back as he pushed his speed up to eighty miles per hour.

"Slow down Mike, I want to get there in one piece," I said as I placed my hand on his thigh and squeezed.

As my fingers massaged his thigh, his speed began to slow. It was a good thing we did as the fog suddenly grew much thicker. It was now almost impossible to see fifty feet in front of us. As we made our way, Mike suddenly spotted the exit sign for Millcreek.

"Oh shit," Mike moaned as he swerved his truck to get off the freeway.

We came to a crashing halt and realized that we couldn't see a thing. We both looked both ways to make sure that nobody was coming before Mike turned right.

"Aren't we supposed to go the other way Mike?" I asked him.

"Yeah, your right," Mike said as he slowed down and pulled into an old gravel driveway.

We turned around and slowly made our way toward Millcreek. The fog was so incredibly thick and I actually found it arousing. I suddenly found myself slipping into another fantasy about Allen. We were running through the foggy field when Allen caught mer from behind. As I sat against my husband I hoped that he wouldn't see me smiling from what I was thinking about. Allen pulled me closer to him and pushed me over, causing me to bend before him. The fog was so thick that nobody could see us. I suddenly felt a rush of juices coat my pussy as I imagined Allen pushing my panties to the side and fucking me.