During a really interesting time in my life back when I was 20 I worked at a haunted house, but not just your run of the mill haunted house, I worked at a huge, middle of a major city haunted house – I was one of the actors and I would switch between straight jacket maniac and or terrifying possessed guy, it really was one of my favorite jobs. The back rooms of the haunted house deserved a reality show, we were all weird eclectic artists or creatives and HORNY as fuck – all we would do is talk about sex, customers who would walk through and brag about who we scared the fuck out of.
I really hit it off with one of my co-workers let’s call her Samara (for my horror fans, just seems appropriate for the time and context) Samara played the creepy woman wearing a nightgown much like the pseudonym I gave her. Samara was a short (maybe 5 foot) THICCC Latina, with full flips and big cascading curls – one night after a night of scaring we went to the bar with a bunch of co workers and Me and Samara were getting really flirty, we started talking about how hot it would be to fuck in full makeup and in the haunted house. The conversation went something like this –