After jilling off for the second time this day, Donna opted for an afternoon nap so that she would have stamina for the nights activities. Setting her alarm clock for five- thirty, she quickly drifted off to sleep, dreaming of Robby's giant cock and the fun they would have for themselves in this bed.
The sound of the alarm jolted her awake at precisely five-thirty and she quickly jumped out of bed and headed for the shower. She spent a luxurious half hour under the warm spray, only getting out when the hot water began to run out. She made a conscious effort to stay away from her clit; the evening's activities would come soon enough. Carrying the gigantic bath towel, she went to her bedroom to dry off. Once dry, she sat at the makeup table to fix her hair and apply just a little rouge to her cheeks and a soft pink color to her lips.
Satisfied with her work, she opened a dresser drawer and drew out the package from Victoria's Secret. Inside was the next-to-nothing thong she had purchased the week before. After stepping into it, she paraded herself before the floor length mirror. "Damn but I look hot," she exclaimed aloud. She cupped her pert tits in her hands and decided they needed a little enhancement. She retrieved the rouge pot from the makeup table and gently dabbed each aureole with the color. The action caused her nipples to engorge and stand up. She shivered with the delightful feeling but quickly returned the rouge pot, determined not to go any further.
Sitting on the edge of her bed, she rolled her other purchase from Victoria's Secret up her long legs. The elastic-like tops negated a need for a garter belt. Going back to the mirror, she made sure the seams were straight, then stepped into her two inch heeled shoes. Again she paraded in front of the mirror. "I look so good I'd even want to fuck myself," she muttered. Going to her closet she retrieved the dress she and a dressmaker had put together for this evening. While she had wanted a strapless gown, the dressmaker had persuaded her to have spaghetti straps; her tits were too small to safely hold the dress up.
Holding it up in front of herself, she pulled one side away to display her right leg. Just the lower part of the stocking top showed. Repeating the action on the other side of the dress she saw that the same held true for her left leg. While the dressmaker had at first had the slits only to her knees, she was glad that she had persuaded the woman to cut the slits three inches higher, explaining that her height made it necessary.
"I'm, gonna have some eyes poppin' tonight. I'll bet all the other girls will be jealous," she said, with an evil grin. "I'll have Robby bustin' a gut trying to hide his hard-on." She spread the dress out on her bed. There was still plenty of time before she had leave to pick up Robby; time to get a light snack.
Robby was waiting on the sidewalk when she drove up to his house. Scooting over to the passenger side, Donna relinquished the driving to him. "Wow, baby," he exclaimed as he got into the car. "You look great." "You don't look too shabby yourself," she replied laughing. "Now let's go shake up some high school kids."
Jeanine, the class president, and Jack, one of Robby's teammates, were waiting in the lobby of the gymnasium. "Hey man," Jack grinned, "you look sharp in that tux." "You both look very nice," Jeanine added, a touch of jealousy in her voice as she viewed Donna's dress. "Here, we've got your crowns for the night." Donna had to bend down for Jeanine to place the gold colored crown on her head while Jack just handed Robby his. "Everybody's here now so, Jack give the signal for the music." Jack cracked the door to the gym and waved to someone and immediately the march began sounding.
Flanked by Jack and Jeanine, the king and queen marched into the gym to the loud sound of applause, which drowned out the gasps, as the sexy couple strode across the floor to their thrones on a raised platform. As they mounted the dais and were seated, Jeanine turned to the room and loudly proclaimed, "Ladies and gentlemen, I give you King Robby and Queen Donna." Once more the room exploded with applause. When it had died down a little, Jeanine added, "Let the festivities begin! The first dance belongs to our king and queen."