The costume party was pretty basic, dancing and drinks. The same old people from school, so in leaving I wasn't missing much. I pop over to the gas station before heading home and bump into him buying beer. Still so hot, athletic, trim, smoldering. I notice he's already had a few, so I offer to give him a ride. He accepts and I tingle with excitement. I hadn't seen him since last year before leaving school at graduation and I've always had such an eye for him. This presented the perfect opportunity to chat and flirt without others around like they'd always been.
We start driving along when he says he's not ready to go home yet and wants to have a few more beers. So I pull into the marina to park. It's late so there's no other cars around in the moderately lit parking lot. I put some music on low so we can talk then light up a joint.
We made small talk, "How have you been?", "What have you been up to since graduation?" etc.
He comments on my outfit. Classic school girl complete with pig tails, plaid skirt, white knee high socks, and a white thin top with a plunging button line. The top fit snug to where my perfect 19 year old tits could pop that top button off at anytime and my world beneath would peek out. His comment was both nervous and playful insinuating that it was "hot" with a smirk.
