Start Over
Chapter Four
He was going to town eating my pussy. Not as good as Jim, but not too bad, plus, I do like to be eaten, so I was good with this. He kept it up until I did cum on his face, but once I did that, he was ready to fuck. He slid on top of me and didn't waste too much time putting it to me. He was average size and after all that went on today, I was ready to fuck.
He started to fuck me pretty good and I was feeling horny as he fucked me. I guess he didn't have in it very long and he got too excited, because he blew his load before I got there myself.
He knew he blew it for me, "Sorry, it's been a while and you're so young and hot that I got too excited."
"You're not the first to get excited!"
He got up, pulled me up, and we headed to the shower. We showered together and he was back to being his playful self. As we were drying, and he was drying me, he asked me, "How would you like to do me a big favor?"
I'm thinking he was going to come up with something perverted, so I asked, "May I ask what?"
"Well, my ex works at a bar and she's working right now."
"So?"
"I would like you to get that dress back on and we go hang out there for a while."
"Why would we do that?"
"I want her to see me with you, all dressed up slutty, and being nice to me. All just to piss her off."
"That sounds a bit fucked up," I said to him but I did have to chuckle about it.
"If you knew what she did to me you would understand."
"So, what all is going to happen there?"
He smiled at me, "Well, some good kissing and hugging, and, maybe, some hot slutty dancing with me.
"That's all?"
"Your dress is pretty slutty, so, hmm, it might be nice if she saw you didn't have a bra or panties on!"
"You want me to flash her?" I asked with a wicked grin on my face.
"Well, yes," he said looking at the floor.
"That's almost like being a hooker!" I screamed.
"I don't care, as long as she doesn't think that. I just want her to think that you're just on a hot date with me."
"I don't know, I've done some crazy stuff for Jim, but I didn't agree to do this for you too."
'Ok, let's do this, you do the hot kissing and dance with me, and I will give you five-hundred dollars."
"Really?"
He got an even bigger smile as he said, "If she sees you don't have bra or panties on, I'll make it a thousand dollars."
"That's crazy!"
"Well, she will need to get a really good look for that amount of money."
I just stared at him for a bit and then he said, "Okay, let's get dressed and we can go over. You can decide as we go." So, we got dressed and headed out.
When we walked in, it didn't take a genius to know who she was. She wore a pair of shorty shorts that fit tight to her ass and a top that was a bit low cut, but I knew she had on a bra. She just stared at us, and I have to admit, she did look a bit like of a bitch in my book.
So, I said the hell with it and was hanging all over him, being a bit handsy with him. He liked that and was running his hand all over me too. I noticed her looking at us as he hands covered my boobs, which caused her to also notice I let him.
Then we went out to dance and I formed my body into his, pressing tight against him as we dance. I put in a bit of grind into him too and I could see her watching us. Then I got his hands on my ass, rubbing it, and I knew my dress was hiked up enough for her to see some good old-fashioned ass cheeks.
She kept working and flirting with other guys, but we just acted like we didn't notice.
He had me standing up by the wall, kissing, and playing with me, so, I whispered in his ear, "She is looking at us, so maybe it is time to cop a feel of my boob and knock it out for her to see. I saw his big smile as he reached up and started to play with my boob.
I looked over and saw her watching us, but she was about to turn and walk away, just as he grabbed my dress and pulled down some, so that my bare boob fell out. She stopped and stared at us, as she noticed I let him play with my bare boob and didn't try to cover up as he gave me a deep French kiss. I peeked to see her face as she stared at us in disbelief.
After that, we danced again the same way, but went back to our table to rest up. I noticed her looking at us again, so I smiled to myself, 'What the hell, why not!' I slid forward in my seat, but in a way that my dress kinda stayed behind and rode up my legs and ass. I looked down and saw my pussy was fully exposed and I whispered in his ear, "You better have the thousand dollars."
As he looked at me and noticed my dress, I gave him a peck on the check and said, "I'm going to the ladies room," and swung around in my chair to get up. I made sure my legs were parted wider, as I looked down to see if it all showed well enough, deciding decided it did, I glanced up and saw her staring right at me.
I went in and when I was looking in the mirror freshening my hair and makeup she walked in. "Well, well, if it's not little slut from out there."
I look at her, "What's your problem?"