Halloween

A distinct chill hung in the air as the sun began to set and the night began to fall. The leaves on the trees had already started to turn orange and were battered by cold winds. It was October 31st, Halloween night, and Suburbia had transformed accordingly. Inflatable ghosts, fake tombstones, and giant novelty skeletons littered peoples' yards. Children in spooky or silly costumes had already started to wander the streets some local some from across town searching for the neighborhood that gave out the best candy.

In the center of this celebration of the Spooky season was the home of Mackenzie Fairbairn. It had no ornate decorations or over the top props only a plastic skeleton hanging from the front door. The inside was quiet save the creaking of a shower upstairs. The master bathroom was filled with steam as the beautiful redheaded homeowner swooned beneath the showerhead.

"Autumn really is the best time for a warm shower." Mackenzie smiled dragging her fingers across her body from the nape of her neck to her thick thighs. Feeling properly warmed up and refreshed, Mackenzie turned off the water before stepping out of her enclosed glass shower, steam pouring out of the door. She shivered as Mackenzie felt an instant chill. The Redhead quickly wrapping a fluffy white towel around herself to warm back up. "Brrrrr, wish I should just stay in the shower all day."

Mackenzie had never been a fan of cold weather. Give her a sweltering summer of loose fit shirts and short shorts over teeth chattering cold any day. Tonight, however Mackenzie was going to have to grit her teeth and bare it. She moved from the bathroom to her bedroom rubbing the moisture off her shoulders and neck with the corner of her towel. Looking down at her bed, Mackenzie saw her Halloween costume sprawled out before her. A sexy orange and black witch costume with a crop top and skirt that exposed her midriff, oversized hate and long stripped gloves and stockings. Mackenzie had been invited to a Halloween party that evening at her friend Marianne's house. Hoping to meet someone tonight, Mackenzie had bought a more revealing outfit. It certainly wouldn't keep her warm, but it would definitely get her laid.

"Sounds good to me." Mackenzie shrugged before letting her towel drop to the floor.