The only curves I wanted to see were the ones next to me. Doris pulled the top of the dress to her already erect nipples, stopping there to tease me. ...ith her other hand, she pulled her dress up to her waist. There before me was her shaved pussy and garters.Reaching over, I rubbed her slit as she let the dress fall from her breasts. At that moment, a car was passing us. The driver slowed so they could watch. Doris cupped her breasts and swirled her tongue around her nipples. I slipped my. Wanted to post my thoughts somewhere on this, and since it covers adult subjects I figure it might belong here on Lit. My first thought is, the normal ethics and morals of today’s society has failed us. Plain and simple, they have become overly complicated, unrealistic to where no one would ever be able to actually achieve what is considered to be the modern moral standard. It kind of reminds me of this one sexual education film I saw in school made back in the 1950’s. In short, no. She was beautiful too, topless, with a great set of tits pointing skyward. The only problem was, her husband or significant other was lying next to her, oblivious to her looking my way.Fuck, she was hot and actually winked at me! I pretended not to notice but my growing erection gave me away as the head of my cock pushed forward, tightly contained in my little suit. Fuck, I couldn't turn over either, that would surely make her think I wasn't interested in acknowledging her attention.I smiled. ~~George ordered a drink and asked the bartender about lap dances.“How do we go about getting a lap dance?”“After the show, the women have drinks with the customers. You can ask them then.”“Great. This is a neat place.”“It sure is. Make sure to go into the “Milk Bar.” The owner is a fetish guy. You can even buy breast milk for a souvenir.”“I’ll definitely check that out. The women all look scrumptious.”“Make sure to taste the chocolate milk. The “milk ladies” will also fuck, so make sure.