"Are you ready to go?" I ask her as she's making faces in the mirror, doing the last of her make up. Her long, curled hair thrown behind her shoulders away from her face.
"Do I look ok?" she asks me, spinning around to me so I can see her outfit. I look from her face to her body. She's wearing a tight black vest top showing off her cleavage and a short, tight, red tartan skirt that hugs her waist and her hips perfectly, showing every single curve. She turns around to show me her whole outfit, bending over slightly as she does so and I can see the bottom of her bum cheeks poking out of the skirt. She turns back and sees me looking so she bends right over, showing me that she's not wearing any knickers. I go to touch but she jumps back up and laughs, telling me
"we're late we've got to get to the party it's already started."
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It's the end of the party and we're sitting in the car park trying to order a cab home but it's taking forever. I'm tipsy and she's very obviously drunk. She's bending over the wall as we wait, knowing that everyone walking past can see her shaved pussy peaking out the bottom of that short tartan skirt. She knows that it turns me on when she's acting slutty and I know that she's teasing me on purpose. I can't wait to get home so I can take that skirt off. She straightens up and walks over to me.
"Have we been here before? It looks really familiar."
"Yeah, we've been local to here in the car before, we tried to find that dogging spot everyone was talking about but nobody was there. It's just around the corner." I see her eyes light up and she pauses for a second before asking "is it close enough to walk to? Could we go there without a car?" I can hear the excitement in her voice as she's asking these questions. I feel my dick twitch at the thought of it. "Come on, we've still got ages to wait for an available cab, let's go have a look, if there's no one there we can just have our own fun" she says, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the road.
We walk for a couple minutes down the road and we turn into the small, barely lit car park. It was surrounded by trees and there was probably only around 30 or so car park spaces. There were three cars altogether, two parked along the right side of the car park and then one right at the back in the middle. We stop in the entrance and she tightens her grip on my hand.