Judy here. When I was twenty-one, I had a boyfriend who I really liked. So, on my twenty-first birthday, he planned on taking me out. Now, I have long blonde hair on a five-foot frame, but I was blessed with 38c breasts that the boys seem to all like. So, I was to meet him at the restaurant, due to his work.
I was going to be twenty-one and able to drink, so going out with him I planned on making it a great night. I went out and got a wax and my hair all done up. Then I picked out a hot looking sexy, micro-mini dress, stockings, garters, and tall, get off, heels. I went home, got all cleaned up and went to get dressed.
I put on the garters and stockings, and then went to get my thong and bra. But passing the mirror and seeing myself in the stockings, I just smiled to myself and told myself, "With these you don't need no thong or bra," which caused me to chuckle. "It's your twenty-first birthday, girl." So, I slipped the dress on and then the heels, touched up my makeup and perfume, and headed out the door.
I had a bit of a problem finding the place and was a bit late. Plus, it started pouring down rain, so when I got there, he was sitting up at the bar, between two girls partying. I went in and butted in between them, to find out how wasted he already was. He gave me a big hug and kiss, and told me how hot I looked, which made me feel good.
The bartender thought I was too young, but when he noticed it was my birthday, he started to give me a drink. We are now all drinking and my boyfriend is still being a bit too friendly with the other girls. Then one went off to the ladies' room and when she came back, I thought she gave my boyfriend something. But, if she did, he put it in his pocket.
After sipping my drink, I looked over and noticed her skirt was up a bit high and her pussy was peeking out, with him staring at it. I leaned over to say something to him, when I noticed what was sticking out of his pocket. I pulled it out and found it was her thong. Now, it is bad that she did this, but it was also bad that he kept them.
So, with the drinks and being pissed off, I took her thong and shoved it in her glass, as I said to her, "Honey, I think you lost these."
She laughed at me, and my boyfriend told me, "You're not being nice."
What the fuck!
"Well asshole, I didn't need her thong in your pocket. Plus, I don't need them!" That's when I let my dress slide up more, showing them, I didn't have any on.
As he looked at my bald pussy, he seemed to get mad, "What the fuck are you doing showing yourself off at the bar?"
"What are you doing staring at her?"
"But she's not my girlfriend!"
Now I'm really pissed off, "Well get her number and maybe she can be!"
I jumped up, but found I was a bit wobbly, due to the drinking and not eating, and being on heels, I almost fell. He tried to stop me but the bartender stopped him to pay his bill. I took off to my car and got to him as he came out to stop me. I locked the door and pulled away, leaving his sorry ass in the middle of the parking lot.
I drove for a few miles and was not doing all that great at it. I noticed a Denny's restaurant and thought maybe I should get something to eat and sober up some, before I got pulled over. So, I pulled in and noticed it was connected to a truck stop. I didn't care and pulled in anyway.
I pulled off to the side not wanting to hit anyone's car. It was still pouring rain as I jumped out, still in my tall heels. I slipped and fell, getting a bit muddy. "Great this night is going great.''
Looking at the mud, I tried to wipe off what I could and headed in. Since I was by myself, I sat up at the lunch counter. The girl asked me, "What do you want to eat?" I ordered some food and she kinda laughed at me, "Honey, looks like you're having a rough night."
"It's your mud if you want it back."
Then I heard some guy say, "They don't let you send stuff back here."
I turned to see that an older, black male had sat down a couple of stools away and was all smiles.
"Well, they should take it back," and I chuckled. As I looked down at it, I noticed that my dress was a bit dirty, but I just said, 'Fuck it', to myself and started to eat.
The driver kept talking with me as I ate, telling me that he was on the road a lot and got a chance to talk to a lot of people. After a bit, he ended up hearing about my night and that it was my birthday. We both kinda laughed about it.
As I was finishing up, another man came over and told the black man that his shower time was there. I looked at him, "Your here for a shower?"
"Yes, I don't have one in my truck."
"I didn't know they had that here."
"Yes, they do for poor, old, truck drivers, like me. Maybe you should get one before you get back into your car all muddy."
I looked down, "Damn, I probably need one more then you do," I said laughing.
He reached out and took my hand, "Let's see if we can get you one," he said as he picked up his bag and led me off to the shower area.
When we got there, he told the attendant, "My girlfriend fell out of the truck and got a bit muddy. She will need to get a shower too."
"Well, Sir... right now we are filled up, but being as she's your girlfriend, you can share yours."
"Well, Honey I guess we can do that," he said as he started to lead me down the hall.
I chuckled as I said to him, "That was a nice story you told him, but I can't take a shower with you."
He kept leading me, as he said, "You need a shower and I will shut my eyes. We are both adults now."
