Mystery Girl

Chapter 11

It was finally Halloween and two hours until guests started showing up for the party. For some weird reason, Kurt closed the club down every Halloween, so this year Brittany worked a few extra shifts so she could afford to rent out the whole club. She had gone a little crazy and invited over 100 people. And that doesn't even include the 50 people she told Santana was allowed to invite and Quinn's 80 friends from school. She also knew that many people would be bringing a plus one so the club would be packed. But she was excited because it would be her first Halloween with Santana and she couldn't wait to see her costume.

Brittany spent hours deciding what to wear. At first, she was completely set on being a duck, but Quinn kept telling her how that's not very sexy and Brittany definitely wanted to look sexy. Then she had the genius idea to dress up as a Backyardigans but she couldn't find an adult costume for Uniqua. It was then the idea to dress up as Black Widow popped in her head. A tight black bodysuit with a zipper slightly opened on the front to show off her cleavage. She looked smoking.

As the two icons they are, Brittany and Quinn decided that they wouldn't show up at their own party until it had already started. They didn't want to be the first ones at the club.
Quinn was adding the final details to her make-up when Brittany walked out of her room ready to go.

"When Santana sees you, she's going to want to take you right on the dance floor," the shorter blonde said.

"That's the goal," Brittany said as she slipped on her shoes. She grabbed her keys and opened the door. Quinn followed shortly after. The two girls took the subway to the club. The invitation said to arrive at 10 and it was already close to 11 so the club was already filling up.

The roommates walked into the club and immediately started to gawk over the decorations. They had hired a party company this year so they wouldn't have to worry about anything. They took care of decorations, invitations, food, and drinks. They even had a serving staff that came all dressed up. It was great.

"I'm going to find Rachel. She texted me she's already here," Quinn said.

"Ok. I'll see you later." It was still weird to Brittany that Quinn was kind of dating Rachel, but as long as her best friend was happy, she couldn't really complain.

It took Brittany five minutes to find Santana, but when she did, she completely froze. The Latina was at the bar, sipping on her drinking, looking amazing. She was wearing a red lacy top. It was tight and made her boobs look amazing. Her legs were barely covered by blue shorts, they were more like underwear because of their size. Lastly, she was wearing a red cowgirl hat and very sexy boots. She looked beyond this world.

"Wow," was all Brittany could say when she finally got up close to the brunette. Santana smiled and got up to give Brittany a quick hello kiss.

"You look amazing too, Britt. I'm loving the whole secret agent look." All Brittany could do was nod because two very nice boobs seemed to be calling her name.

"Britt, babe. You there?" Santana said waving no her hand in front of her girlfriend's face.

"Yeah. Sorry. You just look so good."

"Come on, let's get you a drink," Santana said with a chuckle.

After sometime, Brittany and Santana ended up dancing with Quinn and Rachel. They had everybody's eyes on them. How could others not? The four girls looked super hot. At around 1, Puck came up to Quinn and reminded her of the dance contest they had planned.

"Britt, we gotta do the dance thing," Quinn said into her roommate's ear. Brittany nodded and started to pull away from Santana when the brunette pulled her closer and pouted at her.

"You can't leave me Britt-Britt. I love you. Don't leave me."

"I'm just going up on stage. You'll see me in a sec," the blonde tried rationalizing with her.

"No! You can't leave. You're mine and nobody else's. Nobody gets to he with you but me!" Santana said on the verge of tears.

"I promise I'll come back after the dance contest."

"Fine," the other girl finally agreed.

Giving Santana a final kiss, Brittany followed Quinn onto the stage. They both got handed a microphone and the music was paused.

"Good evening or should I say morning everybody! I'm Quinn and this is Brittany. We are your lovely hosts this Halloween. We've hope you've had a good time so far."

"But it's about to get a whole lot better," Brittany interrupted wanting to get the show started. "A dance contest! We're gonna have a dance contest. We have some really fun prizes like strippers and dinner for two. The dinner could even be for you AND the stripper. That would be nice, nobody ever takes them out for dinner. I would love someone to take me out for dinner," Brittany said, clearly very drunk.

"Okaaayy, what I think Britt here is trying to say is that we have some great prizes. So just come up here and dance. We'll kick you off the stage if you suck. Last man standing wins!"

Slowly, some people started to come onto the stage. The first was Sugar. That girl had no issues with confidence. She was wearing all green, said she was a dollar bill. I guess it's fitting for her. Then came another random girl. She was dressed as a devil and clearly had eyes for Brittany. She was dancing all up in Brittany's bubble and really shaking her ass. Brittany had to admit she had a great ass. Santana had to admit she was not happy some chick was near her girlfriend. Her girlfriend. So she did the only thing reasonable and got on that stage herself. She didn't even try to hide the fact she was there for Brittany and went right up to her. Brittany was taken a little by surprise when a hand squeezed her left butt check. She quickly turned around and was face to face with Santana's bedroom eyes. She didn't mind though, she know what was about to happen would be great. And it turned out be. Santana danced all around her, even pulled out her laso and threw it around Brittany to reel her in close until their bodies were flush together. In that moment, Brittany grabbed the microphone and announced a winner. Quinn didn't even notice, she was too busy dancing with Rachel.

As soon as Brittany did that, she grabbed Santana's hand and dragged her straight, or more like gay, into a private room and pushed her onto the sofa.

"Britt what are you doing?"

"You're a cowgirl and every cowgirl needs something to ride," Brittany said with a smirk. Santana just giggled and pulled Brittany closer.

A/N

Thanks for reading. I suck and I have no excuse for updating so late. I've just been lazy. I'm so sorry. I'll try to do better I promise. I feel like I say that a lot but I will I'm traveling so I'll write on the plane a lot. Hope you enjoyed it. Please vote and comment. Also, PLEASE GET VACCINATED people. We need to end this pandemic and that's how we're gonna do it. Byeeeee!