Now i'm thinking someone is fucking with me trying to set me up for a joke or this chick really likes what she sees. I mean I thought I was good looki...g, I was somewhat of a short stocky muscular guy that was well dressed with a fresh haircut. But cmon’, even on my best dressed nights I’d never gotten eye contact like this, it was ridiculous. I count to 3 and tell myself fuck it and I started walking her way. She was definitely a bad bitch, most of the women in the club had on slutty dresses. I slipped the dress over my head and somehow managed to zip up the back. It was a beautiful fit on me. The top was an asymmetrical design so there was a ¼ sleeve on my right arm but no sleeve on my left. It was slinky over my flat chest, but very tight around my waist and remained very tight to the hemline which stopped about three inches above my knee. I went to the bathroom sink and applied my make up and put on my new long curly black wig. Finally I put on my silver jewelry including a new. The sofa was empty, no sign of either woman, the telly quietly chuntering on about the state of the nation, echoing round the empty room. They couldn’t have gone out, they would have needed to pass the kitchen or shut the front door which always made a noise…upstairs then… he switched off the telly and followed his nose… He and his mum had rooms on the second floor, they shared a toilet and shower too but silence said they were not there, upstairs again then, Grans room and en-suite, as he. When she was more-or-less done, I wiped my chin and started on her breasts again. She pulled me up for some intense kissing. “I taste myself,” she breathed. “I need you inside me.”“We don't have condoms.”“I don't care. I want you to take me. I should be pretty safe with where I am in my cycle, but will you promise to pull out?”“Yes.” I knew how foolish we were, but I didn't care, either. We were going to have sex, relying on one of the most unreliable birth control methods of all time –.