Vivian stepped out of the shower and quickly toweled herself dry. The bathroom was chilly and goose bumps covered her body. Her nipples were hardened from the cold and when she swiped the cloth over her breasts the sensation was very nice. She shivered a little and pulled on her thick cotton robe.
She bent at the waist and wrapped her shoulder length auburn hair tightly in the towel, then straightened. There was a knock at the door. "What?" she called impatiently she had a party to be at in less than an hour and time was wasting.
"Arnold is here," her father's voice called. She quickly ran a hand over the mirror to check her reflection. Even without makeup she was very pretty with a natural flush to her cheeks and full red lips. Her thick lashes accented her eyes enough that she mostly didn't wear eyeliner.
She opened the door and padded down the hall to her room calling out, "Give me a sec and I'll be out," as she went. She hurriedly dressed in a tight red halter dress. Her back was entirely bare down to her waist and her perky full tits peeked slightly out the sides. The skirt swirled around her thighs, her Daddy would never approve. She pulled on black fishnets and a pair of clunky black heels. She twisted her hair up in a French twist and applied just a touch of makeup.
Her coat was laying on the bed and she pulled it on thinking how great it was that it was knee length and would keep her from being made to change. She grabbed her purse and cell and went to meet Arnold.
Soon they were in his car on the way to the party. It was a Christmas party that was a tradition among the Juniors and Seniors at her school. This year she was just a Freshman but Arnold, a Senior had invited her. She was the only one going from her class and couldn't wait to get there.
When they arrived the party was in full swing. The house was a large Dutch colonial with a huge lawn and there were people everywhere. Alcohol was in abundance and in some places couples were getting really raunchy. Vivian felt blood rush into her pussy as she saw one girl rubbing her guy's cock through his jeans. It was so hard and plainly outlined as she paid it homage.
Arnold caught her staring and pulled her close to him. She could feel his dick pressing against her tummy. "You like that don't you? Maybe you can get lucky tonight," he laughed. Red flooded Vivian's cheeks and she quickly looked away. She didn't know if she was ready for a guy like Arnold.
The night went by quickly and Vivian drank even faster. It just seemed like once she started she couldn't stop. By about 10pm she was feeling very good. Arnold had his hand on her back just above her ass and was running his fingers over her silken skin. She leaned into him and pressed a kiss on his neck. He made a throaty sound and pulled her toward the hallway.
"Where we going'" she asked innocently blinking up at him. Arnold didn't answer just kept pulling her along behind him. It was hard for her to walk in her shoes on the plush carpet and she struggled to keep up wondering what amazing thing would make Arnold move so quickly.
He then guided her into a room and shut the door. It was a bedroom with 2 twin sized beds. Both were empty although one looked as though it had recently been used. Vivian was now thoroughly mystified. What were they doing here? He walked over to one of the beds and sat down on the foot of the bed leaning back on his hands. "I want to watch you undress," he said softly. Vivian got very nervous but she knew that she was lucky to be here with Arnold and felt confident that she could keep things from going too far.
She timidly complied, reaching back around her neck and fumbling with the hook and eye closures of the dress top. She then peeled it down over her bare breasts. They were perfectly shaped and quite large for a girl her age. Her skin was flawless although very pale. Her nipples were very pink as were her aureoles and stood up hard and proud. She then unzipped the zipper on the back of her dress and it fell to her feet. Her stockings were thigh high and over her young pussy she wore tiny black satin bikini panties.
"Step out of your dress," he whispered moving his hand over the bulge in his jeans and caressing it slowly. She did as she was told. She was so hot, her firm breasts bared, her tight tummy that swelled gently to her hips. Her legs were long and toned, the fishnets and heels turned Arnold on more than he thought possible.