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ALL CHARACTERS ARE ABOVE THE AGE OF 18
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Erica's first year after State U. had turned out to be very disappointing for romance. She'd made friends, but just hadn't found any guys to play with.
She went through her wardrobe and selected an outfit for a night on the town. First the black stockings attached to a satin garter belt. Next came a pair of almost luminescent white silk panties, followed by a loose silk blouse and an above-the-knee skirt. Lastly, some medium heels, a tailored jacket, some light makeup and perfume.
Erica decided to head to the Max Club, a north-side bar that wasn't too crowded. That night the crowd was lively if small. It didn't take her to long to attract the attentions of a tall blond guy. He was wearing a subdued leather jacket and black jeans. He strode over to her table with another bottle of the beer she was drinking.
"May I offer you another, ma'am" drawled the man in a hokey cowboy accent.
Erica smiled and gave him permission. Erica surveyed him. He was quite well-built, with no hint of flab on his muscular frame. He had a soft blond moustache and blue eyes. He went to get them two more bottles after some simple small talk. His buns were tight in the jeans and she guessed that he could be quite well-endowed although that was speculation.
The dance music in the bar finally got them away from the table. They skipped the latest and went up for a slow song. She smiled warmly at him and noticed another heat beginning inside her panties. He held her close and firm, and she could feel his cock starting to grow inside his jeans. She wanted to fall for him and she wanted to play with a cock that she didn't tuck inside a drawer after her orgasm.
Their body language was unmistakable as Erica pressed herself against his growing hardness. He shifted his hips to accentuate the pressure. Not to many songs later she agreed quickly to his suggestion to get some air.
They walked into the parking lot and paused to take in the beautiful night sky. At least that is why Erica paused.
"Why don't you take your panties off?"
Erica was shocked by his command, but the heat between her legs kept her from telling him off. She could already see his hard-on in the tight jeans and his order struck a chord in her.
Thinking that she was probably making the biggest mistake of her life, she smiled and began to draw her skirt upwards. She did it slowly, never taking her eyes off his face. He was motionless but his attention was fixed on her legs. She felt the skirt slip above her hips. She hooked a finger under each side of her panties and drew them down her legs, bending over to do so and hiding her pussy from his immediate view. She also knew that her breasts were now displayed prominently down the loose front of her blouse. Finally she straightened up and after a moment pulled her skirt back into position. Erica walked up to him and tucked her panties in his back jeans pocket. She returned to her original spot about six feet away. She could play this delicious game as well.
"Caress yourself." He smiled slightly and let his hand drape over his bulge as it had been wanting to do for half an hour. He moved it against his cock slowly, drawing his fingers along its length. He was teasing her.
She wanted more. "Take it out."