I had one more errand then I could go and meet my friends from dad’s work for dinner at 6. I drove to my best friend Leslie’s house. Leslie and I had been fucking each other all through high school. Leslie had decided that she was a full-fledged lesbian after out flings; she wouldn’t even try a guy. I was taking some papers to her mom for Leslie. I pulled into their circular driveway through the car in park and bounced up the steps papers in tow. I rang the bell, and waited for her mom to answer; I waited a few seconds and rang the bell again. I hear her mom from within the house, her feet running through the hallway. She peaked out the door and she saw who it was, she threw it open. She stood in a towel her huge breast peaking over the top of her towel, covered but barely.
“Brooke, sweetheart, sorry I just stepped out of the bath, come in please,” she said.
“Sorry Mrs. Sweingarden, Leslie asked me to drop these off,” I said.
“Brooke, how many times have I told you to call me Wendi,” she asked?
“I know sorry, here are the papers,” I said handing them to her.
She reached out to take them and as she took them she dropped the towel. She was completely naked under that towel, and was she ever built. She was about 5’9, had a DD breast, and a small shapely waist with a little strip of black hair covering her pussy. She looked at me for a few minutes, before doing anything.
“Sorry, I’m so clumsy,” she said.
She reached for the towel, when she rose back up she had the towel in her hand I took her hand and held the towel down.
“Wendi, you have a beautiful pussy,” I said seductively.
She smiled sweetly, “Brooke, would you like to taste my sweet little quim,” she asked?
I looked at her, and knelt on the floor in front of her, I parted her pussy lips, and her hard clit stuck straight out. It was dark red, and very hard, I had never seen a clit as big as hers. I hit it with my tongue, flicking it, as she let out a very loud moan, I flicked it again, and she put her hands in my hair. Flicking it again, she quivered all the way down to her feet. I sucked her hard clit between my teeth and she came all over me, wet, and hot thick juice slid from her pussy onto my tongue, as she squealed in delight. I rose and kissed her gently on the lips. I put the towel in her hand and opened the front door. As I turned to close the door I saw that she had propped herself against the wall and was breathing hard. I slid into the car and headed home to get ready for my hot date with Tony the finance manager from my Dad’s office.
I went home and showered got out a blue cocktail dress sat it on the bed. I took the silver rings out of my nipples and picked up my gold hoops. I put them into my nipples. I picked up the dress put it over my head and slid into my gold sandals. I brushed my long hair out and put on some lip gloss, grabbed my bag and headed back out to my car. I put my top up on the car and drove to the restaurant. I paid the valet and headed inside. I told them who I was there to meet and they took directly the table. Tony was sitting at the table in a white oxford cloth button down shirt and black slacks. He had a brunette with him who was wearing a black and white dress, with her hair swept back on into a loose French twist.
As he stood, he took my hand, “Brooke, glad you made it, this is Tamara,” he said.
“Hi Tamara,” I said.
“Nice to meet you,” she stated.
He pulled my chair out and we sat chatting. He ordered an expensive bottle of wine, which we drank, all of it and started on a second before the food came. After we ate, we sat and talked easily some more. Tony kept smiling at the girl sitting next to him.
“Brooke, would you like to come back to my townhouse with Tamara and me,” he asked.
“Of course I’d love to,” I said.
We went out to the valet, they brought our cars around and I followed them to Tony’s townhome. We parked in the front and went up the steps to the house. His townhome was beautifully decorated with modern décor. We went into his living room, and he fixed us drinks at his bar, and sat down between us both. We drank and talked for several hours, until I was pretty drunk. He invited me up to his room with Tamara. I happily went along I was going to have a long good fuck tonight and I knew it. I started getting wet again as we walked up the steps. Tamara walked behind me, her hand up the back of my dress feeling my ass, and touching my asshole as I walked. We reached the top of the steps; I was off for the fucking of my life.