I’d go out for a snack after school and we’d talk about music and clothes and, of course, boys. Both of them were going with guys, but not steady... I told them I had just broken up. They both said they were enjoying sexual relationships with a couple of guys, which shocked me because I had only had sex with one guy in my life!Anyway, they asked if I would like to go with them to a party on a Friday evening. They said there would be white and black guys and girls there and I would be sure to. I figured I didn’t have anything to lose by this point. Finally she showed up and pulled in next to me. She slowly got out of her car, wearing a very thin dress that flowed in the wind. I instantly twitched in my pants, I could not believe how beautiful she was. She had a wonderful curvy body, curly red hair, and a wonderful chest, so tastefully being shown in the low cut dress, no bra either. She invited me in to her back seat, and without hesitating I followed her in. We sat for a moment. Without specifically saying she could drop her top, I told the girl to stand, and as she did so I admired her long legs below the tiny skirt. I told her to raise the skirt, and admired the little red panty she wore under it."Is that the panty you wore last night?" Yes," she said softly, clearly very ashamed of her earlier behaviour. I wondered what it must be smelling like, after a night of lust.I turned to her mother as though not sexually aroused by what I was seeing, just interested in. "I just looked at her, while still holding my purse and keys in my hand, and said "Yes, that's true. Wednesday night after I undressed at the office was the last time I been worn any clothing. In fact that night both of my daughters, who have been absolutes for over four years, stripped my closet of clothes." You should have seen the expression on her face as she listened to what I said.Then as I leaned against the car door looking at her sway back and forth kicking her high heels around, she.