Good thing Halloween is coming up

You spend the next month going back to your normal life, which means only a small amount of normal, vanilla sex with your wife. When your wife noticed your now shaved legs, you brushed her off and she never brought it back again.

You try to jerk off more often to make the cravings go away, but you can't help but remember the feeling of your wife's clothes, the fabric rubbing against your cock, the sight you saw when looking into the mirror and last but not least, the pure desire you saw in Bob's eyes when he was looking at you.

You miss those feelings.

One night, as you struggle with those urges again, you realize it's October. Halloween is coming up. Brian, a colleague, is throwing a party. You two aren't close, but Brian is inviting pretty much everyone he can from the office. It wouldn't be strange for people to see someone they don't know, even more so when partners are invited. And your wife and Brian never met, and probably never will, so there is no risk of them ever talking about that party.

You start making a plan. Maybe you could find a full suit costume, one that you could get in by saying who you are, but then find a corner and ditch it to reveal your real costume. Something hot, sexy and effeminate.