Excitement coursed through her as she thought about how he might have a surprise for her. If he was late because he was trying to make himself look as realistic as he could, he might have something freaky to use later.
She hoped so.
It was a night to remember, anyway.
How many people had sex with someone dressed up as a true alien? Not many. She was fine paying him to ravish her—to fulfill her fantasy of being taken by an alien on this historic day.
Ashley glanced at the clock and wondered if they should have their fun in her bedroom or the living room.
Dia would most likely be crashing at some lucky guy’s place—so she didn’t have to deal with the awkwardness of kicking a clinger out after a one-night stand. Jillian had decided to take a week of vacation from her hotel job to travel to Toronto to visit a cousin—she was afraid what shit would go down if the raid actually took place.
This meant the living room was free to do whatever—which was good because she was starting to get worried about his tail and the lack of space in her cramped bedroom.
As he walked, sounds of nails tapping on the kitchen tile floor filled the silent living room where she had everything ready for the night.
Her alien cosplayer looked around the room with curiosity, his glowing eyes taking in every detail. Ashley couldn’t help but notice how big and muscular he was, able to carry such a large costume, and how much space he seemed to take up.
Ashley couldn’t help but feel self-conscious.
She was aware that her interest in the paranormal, monsters, and aliens was unusual, and she was concerned that he would regard her and her roommate as overly extreme.
In the past, she had dates who were intimidated by her massive collection of abnormal dildos and the sexy boudoir shots of creatures and aliens that adorned her walls.
It wasn’t her fault she knew what she was attracted to—if they could enjoy their anime girls, why couldn’t she enjoy her paranormal monsters?
His gaze landed on her laptop, which was still playing Eva’s celebration stream.
“What’sss that?” he asked, his deep voice tinged with confusion.
“Oh, that’s one of my favorite suppliers.” Ashley dashed over to her laptop and shut it down, then placed it next to her open box. “I was waiting to hear about her new products, hoping for an exclusive deal.”
If she was lucky, she could persuade him to use her new dildo on her later.
As she sat down on the couch, she gestured for him to join her. “Come sit down and make yourself comfortable.”
She couldn’t help but feel a little starstruck as he sat on the far side of the couch, his tail draped over the armrest, his gaze wandering around the room.
His costume was unlike anything she’d ever seen before, with glowing eyes, scales, and a tail that moved all the time, reminding her of a cat.
But she pushed her nerves aside and took a deep breath. She knew that she had to take charge of the moment, to break the awkward silence between them.
“I hope you don’t mind,” she said, gesturing to the posters and memorabilia that covered the walls. “I’ve always been fascinated by aliens and monsters, ever since I was a kid. I think it’s so amazing that there could be other life forms out there in the universe.”
He peered at her, his glowing green eyes seeming to take in every detail of her and the room. “You ssstarted your interest when you were an adolessscent?” he asked warily. “When did you build such a collection?”
Ashley felt a surge of happiness. Here was someone who actually appreciated her interests, who didn’t think she was weird or silly. She smiled at her alien, feeling a sense of connection with him that she couldn’t explain.
“Yes, my parents were believers as well, and our house was filled with everything paranormal,” she explained, her voice laced with excitement. “From exotic international memorabilia of dragons and other mythical creatures to books about legends and other media containing their favorite aliens and monsters. They welcomed my paranormal interest and love with open arms, and here I am, flying my freak flag with my roommate and bestie.”
He snapped his head toward her. “You have a partner?”
Ashley shook her head while raising her hands and waving them. “No, no, no, no. Dia and I are just childhood friends. We met in elementary school and have been attached at the hip ever since. She and I have similar interests, and our parents believe we are soul sisters, having shared the same bond in a previous life.”
“There are two of you?”
“Not tonight.” Ashley pressed her lips together. She and Dia had both had previous dates ask if they were available for a threesome, only to be rejected and thrown out shortly after. She hoped her alien date didn’t share their interests. “She’s gone out to celebrate, so it’s just you and me.”
He seemed to relax hearing the news, his grip on the couch loosening as his gaze flicked to the television, which was now playing the classic Independence Day.
