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It turned out my wife had already put on most of her costume before I got home. It was still a full two weeks before Halloween. She came to the door to let me in, clutching her robe tight around her and glancing left and right. "Get in here. You're going to love it." I went past her in and she locked the door behind me. "Go to the bedroom," she said. I kicked off my shoes and loosened my tie, and went where she told me. I heard her come in behind me and close the door. "Take a look." She dropped the robe on the bed. I looked her up and down. I whistled. "Impressive," I said. For a few months she'd been telling me about her plan for Halloween. She was going to go to the costume contest as a man. Now, she'd gotten the first part of the costume done. From the neck down, she had the body of a man, naked. Fit and lightly muscled. A dick about as big as mine swung side to side. "How did you..." "Hide my tits?" She laughed. "It's a tight fit." She gripped her pecs, then flexed

We sat across from each other at a table in the middle of the restaurant. The waitress handed us each a menu. I didn't say anything. I looked around to see if anyone was looking at us. Could see that something was wrong. One man's glance lingered for a second too long, but not suspiciously. Appreciatively. I knew that look, my wife got it a lot. The waitress came over. I ordered. "And I'll have a medium pepperoni pizza," my 'wife' said. "Great! I'll have that right out for you." The waitress smiled and left. "Man, I'd hit that in an instant." 'Jim's' voice. I jerked my head up from the table to see my wife's eyes following the waitress's ass as she went to the kitchen. "Shh, damnit," I said, under my breath. "Someone will hear you." It was true. There were families and couples at tables nearby. Maybe one of them turned to look at who'd said it, thinking it was me. Maybe I was imagining it. I was jumpy. "Aw, honey. It's ok." 'She' put her hand over mine and squeezed it. I looked