“What’s the matter?” I asked as Dana walked down the stairs, her arms crossed and a pout on her lips.
“I… well…” she started to say, fidgeting in her body stocking.
I sighed and shook my head, “Come on, what is it?” I asked, getting a little annoyed.
It was clear she wasn’t happy with the outfit she’d picked out, but it was at least the fifth one she’d tried on, each one more revealing than the last. She’d finally settled on this one after lowering the zipper enough to show far more cleavage than he would have even been comfortable with in the past.
But that was going all around Bimboton these days… more and more women seemed to be dressing in skimpier and skimpier outfits every day since BioBim arrived.
“Maybe I’ll just go back and…” she started until he reached out and grabbed her hand and pulled her down the final few steps.
“Come on, we’re already late.” I said, finally having enough and almost dragging her to the car.
It wasn’t like it was life and death or anything, just a pool party at a friends place, but it was more the principle of the matter… I hated being late.
Dana relented and eventually we pulled out of the driveway and drove down the street.
The party had gone well, but Dana was acting a little… strange.
Sure she’d had a few drinks, like everyone had, but about half way through the party she’d started to get real handsy with me. Rubbing her hands over my chest and back, grabbing my ass and crotch, trying desperately to get me to do the same to her.
She was kinda acting like a teenage again… a very horny teenage.
It was kinda fun, and it seemed like most of the women at the party were in the same kind of mood, but eventually I figured it was time to leave and Dana had been more than happy too.
Now as we drove home, she hadn’t let up in the slightest.
“Come on Dana, stop that…” I said as she tried to grab my dick with her hands and I batted them away gently and looked over at her.
She was pouting again, and somehow was showing even more cleavage then when we’d left.
“Come on baby… I’m soooooo horny! Let me suck your dick just a bit…” she replied and then dove over the console and buried her head in my lap, her lips pressed up against my stiffening shaft.
“God Dana, stop that!” I almost shouted and instinctively reached over and gave her as a swat.
She lifted her head just a bit and giggled, “God baby, spank that ass harder!” she said in a low moan just as I heard my zipper being undone.
Then she pulled me out and quickly wrapped her lips around me, sucking me all the way into her throat.
She bobbed her head up and down as I tried desperately to focus on the road.
“Fuck it.” I finally said and gave her ass another good hard slap.
By the time we arrived home, her ass was red and her belly full of my cum.
