And then I taste her. The most exquisite aroma fills my nostrils as I put my fingers to my mouth. Now she leans over me and as her breasts sweep acros... mine I long to bury my head between her legs and taste more.‘You want to taste my cunt , don’t you?’ she asks almost breathlessly. Shyly I nod. She shifts up my body until her pussy is close to my face. She holds herself open for me and I marvel at how striking her pussy is. I begin to lap greedily at her..and she shushes me to slow down. The. I was horny last night dude, so I kinda started flirting with your girl bud, ha sorry. Um and yeah…she was kinda flirting back. Well we got the cigarettes and she picked up a 6-pack of mikes hard lemonade to take back to the frat. Well we stayed out and partied for a little bit. I saw ya’ll dancing by the fire, ya’ll are cute together. I could tell she was getting tipsy by the way she was grinding on you. I wish she was grinding on me instead of that slut I was with. Anyways you had to get. Next was a specialty-clothing store where Ifound a shiny silver, cropped, silk shirt with long sleeves and one-inch ribbon edge neatly finishing it around the waist. I also found ablack suede choker necklace with silver heart pendant, a silverbracelet and a black handbag that would match everything else that Iplanned to wear that night. Off to the lingerie store, I got somematching sets of sexy underwear (with thong backs of course) and bras.Wow, I had almost maxed out my credit card in just. I walked on the deck, sometimes just leaning on the ramp and enjoyingthe feeling of being feminine. And when I turned around I could seemyself in the large windows, I thought I was so beautiful and elegant.I went back in to get more champagne and a cigarette, and as I went outI looked across the backyard, I was surprised to see no lights at ourbackyard neighbor as I had seen some earlier and it was not that late,but I just thought he might have gone out. Paul, our backyard neighbor,was a man.