So, I got home early today. Melissa's car was under the carport so I walked over to ask what time she would like to get together. No answer. Hmmm. Maybe she went somewhere with a friend. It was still early, 5:30 ish, so I went back to my house and fixed a drink. It was about 6:45, so I went back over and still no answer. As I mulled over what to do, I had an idea. Two fold. Got out a pen and a cute little note card. Melissa, if you wanna party tonight just tap a few times on my bedroom window and I'll be over in 10 minutes or so. It's the one straight in front of your side garage door. Not that she didn't already know that. But I wanted to gauge what kind of mood she was in while I dropped the towel I would be wearing as soon as she got to the window and peeked in.
Noticing she had arrived home I waited in the bathroom till I heard, jingle, jingle. and walked over to turn the TV on. She was wearing a pink tank top, fit really snug. Couldn't tell if she had any panties on though. I dropped the towel to finish drying my hair and of course exposing a very rigid hard on only 3 feet away from her. Because of the way the blinds are tilted, I can't see her, but she can see me from about my waist down. I have the TV monitor sound on very low and I hear a whisper.
"I hope you bring that with you."
But no knock. I slipped on a 2 XL Tall T-shirt, grabbed a book, laid on the bed and waited. She turned around and walked back into her garage. She was gone for about 15 minutes. I was soft at this point, I could go over there in just a T-shirt. She returned, peeked in and tapped 4 times. In a LOUD voice I knew she could hear I said
"I'll be there in ten." She walked away.
I grabbed my whiskey and went out the back door and up between our houses and krept up to the front door keeping an eye out for nosey neighbors. The coast was clear. I knocked my knock. She greeted me with a smile and a once over.
"You look comfortable." "Yea, now I have a good idea of what it feels like to wear a dress with no panties on." She giggled. "Come on in. Want to put that in the freezer?"
"After we fix some drinks if you'd like one." "I would. I would."
I followed her to the kitchen and was delighted to see panty lines. We fixed a couple drinks, I put the whiskey in the freezer then we headed for the living room. I sat across from her on the floor again. Her shirt was tighter than the one she had on last night. That one just fell between her knees when they would open it was so big and loose. She sat on the sofa and reached for her bong and box of paraphernalia, between her legs, that were now parted. White and sheer, Yummy! I started to get that tingle but held it back. She ground up a bud, dumped it on her tray as I stared at her crotch, she excused herself to put some fresh water in it. She scooted up to the edge of the seat to load a bowl, her knees about a foot apart. I have the perfect view. We take a few tokes, sip on our drinks and chat. Just in case this turned into a great night I took 2, 20 mg viagras. Not to get me hard, but because I can go for hours before I cum. It has a numbing effect I guess you could call it. Turns me into the Energizer Bunny.
Just sitting there, her tank has been creeping upwards this whole entire time. With a perfect view I can tell she's already WET!. It's happening, I'm starting to get hard and it's about time to freshen up our drinks. The thought of standing up at the moment just ramps me up. What's she going to say, do, when she sees the bulge?
"Melissa, close your eyes for a minute." She complies, I stand up and quietly slip my shirt off as I walk around the table till I am right next to her.
"I have a surprise for you. I hope you like it. You can open your eyes now."
She opens her eyes and turns her head slowly to her left. Her eyes get BIG and her mouth has fallen half way open! She just stares. I can sense the wheels in her head turning but nothing is coming out of her mouth.
"Should I put my shirt back on?"
It shakes her back into consciousness and she looks up shaking her head saying "No, no, no, no, not at all. I'm just, I've never, It's, it's, OMG!" She reaches up and wraps the fingers of her left hand around the base. "I'm, you, OH SHIT! You're so thick. I'm gonna need a drink."
"Let's go." We stood up.
I stepped in front of her and turned her toward me grabbing the bottom of her tank top.
"You don't need this do you?"
She shook her head no and I pulled it up over her head revealing her beautiful tiny tits and her white lacy and sheer panties and tossed it on the sofa. I knelt down and put my fingers in the waistband and asked
"may I" she nodded yes and I pulled them down to her ankles and she stepped out of them.
"Now, lets' freshen up our drinks."
It felt really weird walking through her house with my dick wagging like a dog's tale with every step. But to tell the truth I didn't really care. Melissa has one of the cutest asses I have ever had the pleasure to see. Her tiny tits ROCK! I got out the whiskey and poured us fresh drinks. I spun her around so she was facing me, picked her up by the waist and set her in the corner on the counter top and handed her her drink. The hard kitchen floor is that orangish 8" Mexican tile. So with my foot I slid the rubber mat in front of the sink into the corner where Melissa was sitting. Took a sip, and knelt down in front of her.
"Put your right foot here and put your left foot here."
She was basically, spread eagle. I worked my way up to her and pressed my tongue against her swelling clitoris
"You can't believe how good that feels, and you probably won't believe this, but you are the first guy to ever do this to me. I had multiple orgasms last night. I could have gone on for more."
I stopped, got up for a moment and washed my hands in the sink next to her.
"What are you doing?"
