Another couple of drinks came and went as the guys became increasingly familiar. As I grew increasingly relaxed I found myself now openly flirting wit... my new friends, bending over the pool table, flashing my stocking tops and rubbing up against them as I played, my erect nipples now clearly visible through my thin black mini dress. The guys clearly appreciating my mature, slim but busty figure, taking it in turn to playfully slap and grope my bottom. Eventually as I bent over to take a shot. I added bright red lippy, all was applied quite heavy, how I like it.I got myself dressed, basque, seemed stockings and thong all in black, a very short ( probably too short ) red leather skirt, white silk blouse and a thick black belt. I'd brought myself a pair of black patent shoes with a 5 " heel, a blonde bobbed wig and my fantasy nails painted to match my lippy compleated the look.I went downstairs and fixed myself a vodka and coke and lit a ciggie to settle my nerves, I sat on one of my. V. straight ahead, whilst her thoughts were only of him. Somewhere deep inside her bones sat an uneasy feeling, it wasn't unpleasant, but almost like an urge that he gave her when he looked at her like that. It never made any sense to her how such a gorgeous creature could look at her in such a way. Who was she as to be so lucky? The structure of Eric was simply breathtaking, he wasn't the perfect model version of today's male stereotype. No, he was more than that. An inch short of 6 foot with. This story begins with me walking home from university, the walk to the car was about 15 minutes as you can't park close at all. As I was walking down the street I noticed a girl I used to work with. We got along but never really talked to much, she was cute. I had always found chubby girls quite attractive. Her name was Sophia, she said that she had just finished working at a new place and two of her friends were meeting her at her place for a few drinks and a catch up and invited me along. We.