A dark robed and cowled figure stood within the gate, and looked out at us. I shuddered as I felt its regard.It said something in a language I didn't ...now, and the man responded. He stepped behind the woman and shoved her into the gate. With a scream of pure terror she was caught by the figure and seemed to melt into it, her screams cut off abruptly.The thing, figure, laughed and tried to step through the gate. Still something held it in place. I could not see it's face, but I could feel its. But to my surprise, she came back into the room with a measuring tape. The look she had made me hornier than ever. My dick was throbbing and she went down on her knees and pulled down my shorts and she did something more surprising.She pulled my inner wear too. She measured my fully erect cock and agreed that it was in fact 8 inches. She then asked me, “What made you so horny?” I was in the hype and told her, “It is you, ma’am. You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”She smiled and I knew. She was wearing a dress with buttons all the way down the front, and spike heeled boots. I saw bare legs above the boots so I knew she was naked underneath the dress. She has always hated panties and never wore them. So she was drinking and starting to feel it with only two pieces of clothing between being dressed and complete nakedness. This was going to be fun, and she'd never know I was there.After a while, she was having trouble balancing on her heeled boots and two guy helped her onto one. Right now, as anxious as I am, I’d love one too, but Heather and I already agreed in advance I shouldn’t drink for safety sake. Drinks in hand, we lead them through the house and out onto the fenced-in, back patio. On the far end of the patio stands the basketball hoop. Neither Heather or I play. The house just came with it. The realtor told us the sellers’ grandson had loved to play ball. ‘You can have a seat over there, Julie,’ my wife says, motioning towards a set of three foldout.