******** Kisses, breathless urge. Want you, need you, impatience. Are you mine tonight? Your body on mine, Mine on yours, breath mingling Don’t stop... yet, baby. Pleasure is building, Screams of ecstasy erupt Panting, we come down. I saw you as you walked in to the bar, your sparkling blue eyes locked on my hazel ones. I stood to greet you with an ear to ear grin on my face, my red sparkle tank clinging to my 36D breasts, showing just enough cleavage. I saw your eyes trace my form and settle on. I put them on and she handed me a white and black dog tooth patterned Lycra dress. She said now the final touch…. And from a box she passed me some white patent leather effect 5” stilettos. She lead me to a mirror in the hall, I was a little shaky on the heels but loved the lace tops of my stockings rubbed together. I looked in the mirror, not convincingly beautiful but I was amazed at my transformation. Suzie said now go sit in the lounge I need to dress really nicely to match you! You look. ” Tara giggled. “You can’t even see me.” “You just sucked off two cocks. You must be a goddess,” he responded. She actually blushed at the compliment and muttered a thank you as she looked around to see how she could get a cum shower. “I’ll do it, but only if you promise to let me suck the last of it right out of your cock.” She grabbed his shafted and squeezed. “Your goddess wants a taste, baby.” “Deal!” Tara pulled the stool right up near the glory hole, sat on it and spread her legs. I just couldn’t wait for lunch because I was starving. Since I had rushed out the door I never got to eat breakfast, something that I almost never missed. At lunch I always sat with the jocks. I didn’t consider myself a jock though. I was 5’ 8” and about 140 pounds and had absolutely no muscle. I was a twig compared to everyone else. During lunch the conversation was about what I call the “sluts” of our town, as usual. To me the conversation was boring so I just sat and ate my food.