Ali in the hallway

Walking back into the party, Mark didn’t quite make it very far. He stopped halfway down the hallway before he saw someone by themselves coming his way.

“Oh my... Ali... you look incredible,” he said, seeing his friend wearing a very sexy devils outfit which was almost just lingerie. She had a very lacy low but black top on where her tits were pushed all the way up. A red short flowing skirt with some seductive black stockings underneath.

She smirked a little deviously, made hotter by the fact she was holding a small plastic pitchfork and had red devil horns sitting on top of her died blonde hair.

“That’s nice of you to say... and you must be Maverick?” she said, pointing to his outfit.

“Uh yeah, yeah I think so,” he said, fiddling with the aviators that sat atop his head. Mark didn’t consider asking Ali about collecting her panties off her but after what happened yesterday and now running into her, why not.

“Did you tell anyone about the sauna?” he asked her quietly so nobody walking past would be listening in.

Ali looked around herself before responding, “Of course not... I hope you haven’t either,” she asked, looking at him sternly. Mark shook his head, he knew that it would be a disaster for his friendship with Ali if he pissed her off like that.

“No I haven’t but I do have another request if you don’t mind...”