It was early Friday night sometime during my second semester of college and I had no plans for the evening. I figured I would study for a few hours, head to the video store and see if there was a movie I wanted to see. I just cracked open my Chemistry I book and the phone rang.
Jeff, a college friend, called to see what I was doing. I told him I didn't have any plans and asked what he had in mind. He said he was hanging out at his place with his new neighbor, Julie.
From previous conversations, I knew Julie was a 5 foot 10 inch blue eyed blond about 120 pounds with a 34B-24-34 figure. To top it off, she was an honors student with a 3.8 GPA. This girl was smoking hot and intelligent which was not the case for most of the girls in my classes.
One crazy night at Julie's, Jeff took some risquΓ© pictures of her modeling lingerie. According to Jeff, she was totally stoned but posed like she was taking glamour shots. She wore a hot little red teddy complete with black stockings. When he showed me the pictures, I was in lust with a raging hard on. One picture where she had exposed a nipple and had a "come fuck me look" on her face was locked in my memory. This was one hot girl I was interested in meeting and definitely more.
Jeff volunteered to pick me up at my apartment since I didn't have a car. He said he had to go to work at nine but could drop me back at my place before he went "if I wanted." I knew he thought I had a chance of hooking up but I had always been a little shy around girls. I wasn't expecting anything other than meeting Jeff's hot neighbor. Secretly, I hoped meeting Julie would give me some fond memories to fantasize about her while jacking off.
A few minutes after talking, Jeff arrived in his self described "vintage Pinto." To put it mildly, I couldn't believe that damn thing ran. After a short ride of about 3 miles, we arrived at his place.
Sitting in the only chair of the studio apartment was Julie. She was half baked taking hits off her joint. When she saw us enter, she said, "Who's the hottie, Jeff?"
Jeff made the introductions while Julie staggered up and gave me a big hug. I was out of my element. I have never been a partier and hugging someone I just met would never enter my mind. Then, I figured what the hell, college is all about new experiences and I would be home studying Chemistry if I weren't here. This was definitely the better of the two options. So, I leaned into the hug and let her tits smash into my chest causing quit a stir in my pants that I am sure did not go unnoticed as she lost balance and ground her pussy into my groin.
After our introduction, Jeff, Julie and I sat around drinking beer and talking while Julie finished off the last of her joint. Time seemed to go by without notice and Jeff realized he had 10 minutes to get to work. He begged my forgiveness because he didn't have enough time to take me back home.
Julie quickly said she would take me. So, Julie and I went next door to get her keys and headed off to my place. In the parking lot, I quickly realized that she was in no condition to drive when she couldn't even unlock the car door. So, I offered to drive and after a bit of coaxing, she agreed to let me as long as I took her to a bar.
Now, I was only 18 and Julie was 22. The legal drinking age was 21. I had a fake ID that a friend's brother had given me but had never tried to use it before. I was 6 feet 2 inches weighed 180 pounds. I looked a lot like Dean Cain in the TV show "Lois & Clark" when he wore his glasses; but I was not as muscular, I had a few blemishes and certainly I didn't have the charm factor working for me. My fake ID had my exact features and my situation was looking fairly good that I was going to get at least a blow job. So, I threw caution into the wind and asked, "Which bar?"
Julie said all the bars in our local town sucked so we should drive the 20 miles to the next city and go to Club Roscoe. She said all her friends were going to be there. So, off we went to Club Roscoe.
The drive was fairly uneventful. Julie navigated and told me her life story. I didn't have a chance to say more than 3 words and she was off on another topic. This was the most I had talked to a girl (that I wasn't related to in my entire life) and I thought we had the beginnings of a romance.
Finally, we arrived. Julie knew the bouncer and was immediately brought to the front of the line. I followed her and then BAM! The bouncer asked for my ID. I pulled out the fake and he started quizzing me. Then, Julie got up in the bouncer's face and said, "Stop being a prick, Tony, and let my friend in!"
In an instant, I was allowed access. As we passed the bouncer, Julie let me know she used to date him and his "being a prick" is exactly why she broke up with him. As we entered, Julie immediately saw two of her friends, Roy and Dan. Julie let me know while we were walking up to the two that she had slept with both guys. She said Roy didn't have much in his pants but he could use his tongue like no other. She continued that Dan had the biggest cock she had ever fucked but he didn't know how to use it. Next, she startled me with, "Play your cards right and you will be my next conquest."
I was a little shocked and could feel my face turning red with embarrassment but I was way too horny to care. I had only been with one other girl in my life and that was a "one and done" moment that lasted maybe 30 seconds before I popped. Not knowing where the night may lead, I decided that I would nurse one beer all night so I could remember everything. Hoping for the best, I wanted this night to be perfect.
When we made it over to the guys, we found out Roy and Dan were both wearing orange T-shirts they purchased at the local Target store that day, specifically "RUDE DOG ON PATROL" T-shirts. So naturally all night, our group was chanting, "RUDE DOG ON PATROL!" It started when we would head to the bar to get more drinks. It continued as we played our drinking games and swapped bullshit stories.
After a few hours, last call was announced and Roy and Dan asked me if I was OK to drive. I assured them I was fine. Then, they told me to make sure Julie made it home safe. They pulled me aside and said that if I didn't, they would hunt me down. I let them know Julie was safe with me. We all high fived, chanted "Rude Dog on Patrol!" a few times and Julie and I headed back to her car.
When Julie was in the car, she complained she was hot. So, she unbuttoned her shirt and unsnapped her pants. I wasn't sure where this was leading so I drove to her apartment while I watched her every move.
She fanned herself as she rolled down her window. I could see her nipples hardening through her shear white bra and the goose bumps beginning to form on her exposed skin. Then, as fast as this show began, she buttoned back up, rolled up the window and was out like a light.