What's this? I managed to make it to a second Masquerade Ball in a row? Happy
days!
And this month it was back where it all began with the first Masquerade Ball
that I had the pleasure of attending. Albeit with a few changes to the venue
in the 6 months since my last visit. The most obvious of which being that
guests now get chauffeured to the door in horse drawn carriages, which is very
fancy.
Other changes included the addition of a hedge maze in the gardens surrounding
the venue, although I didn't get chance to explore those. Next time I'm back
here I definitely will though because I do love a good maze.
And inside, some layout changes that were apparently inspired by comments that
I made on here after my last visit, with the bar and dinning tables having
been re-arranged slightly. Slightly embarrassing, I don't actually remember
exactly what I said but isn't it refreshing for hosts to listen to feedback
and then take action based on it.
Rather than hanging out in either of those areas, I grabbed myself a glass of
champagne and headed to one of the side booths to settle in to and watch the
world go by. That's what happens when you attend an event like this by
yourself.
I mean, I do really like these events but you don't really get the full
experience when attended on your lonesome. In truth, I do get a bit a jealous
of all the couples dancing while all I can do is sit and watch from the
periphery of things.
Interestingly though, dancing wasn't the only activity that I spotted couples
partaking in this time. In fact, it generally seemed like quite a horny
affair, which is new to me for these events.
Perhaps the curtains that could be drawn across each booth for a little
privacy encouraged guests to make the most of being able to slip away from
prying eyes. Or maybe there was just something in the water this time. I don't
know...
And not all of the horny guests even bothered to seek out a private spot. I
witnessed at last one couple just happily fucking away at their dinning
table.
This was just one more thing for me to get jealous about because I have been
pretty horny the last few days and a good fuck was another thing I could add
to the list of things that I very much would have enjoyed.
My hopes even got raised when, towards the end of the night when the guests
were starting to thin out, I got a message for my elusive husband who wanted
me to check on the suit he had picked out for the event before he left home to
join me. Not sure if he was just wanting my feedback on whether it would be
suitable attire for the ball or if he was looking for my approval to wear it,
but either way it was good enough for me.
Although he kept me waiting a little bit longer, he finally arrived and, after
what must have been 4hrs of waiting, I got that dance that I'd so been
wanting. And, the thing is, I know that this sort of event wouldn't normally
be his thing, so the his gesture of going just for my benefit made it even
sweeter.
Still feeling that horniness I mentioned earlier, as we pranced across the
dancefloor, I even suggested we could make use of the privacy of the booth I
had been occupying all night for me to really show my appreciation by sucking
him off.
He opted to take a rain check on that one so I had to make do with giving him
a little kiss and cuddle as a token of my gratitude for making my night out
and sparing me the lameness of spending the who night by myself.
Hopefully I'll be able to make good on that blowjob promise, and maybe even get a good fucking in return, very soon!
