I heard someone call my name at the party and immediately turned to see who it was. That caused me to slam into a girl who was following me too closely spilling her drink all over her silk blouse.
I immediately apologized and without thinking started dabbing at the alcohol on her shirt. After a few moments she stopped looking shocked and started giggling.
"Are you enjoying that?" I realized right then that I was trying to dry off her tits right then. I stopped and apologized once again.
"I'm sorry. I wasn't even thinking about, well, you know...."
"Getting a cheap feel in the middle of the party?" I stammered, not knowing how to answer that. She smiled up at me then. "Don't worry about it. It was a first for me too."
Being the guy that I am I automatically checked her out. She was interesting to say the least. She was short, but that little body was tightly packed into some fairly revealing clothes that evening. I could see the swell of some nice tits revealed by her wet shirt along with a narrow waist and what looked to be a nice ass. I caught that as she turned to leave. I stopped her then, holding out my hand.
"My name's Mike."
"Nice to meet you Mike. I'm Jo."
I took her back to the bar and got her another drink. She'd had a few already and as we sat down on a couch to talk I saw that the buttons on her shirt revealed the fact that she was braless that night. I couldn't see everything, but the view that I got made me want to see more.
As we talked I found out she knew more about me than I thought. She actually knew the girl I was dating at the time.
"So where's Teresa tonight?"
"She's sick and couldn't come with." That frustrated me slightly. I really wasn't in the mood to go to a party that night but Teresa insisted. "All of our friends are going to be there Mike. And just because I'm sick doesn't mean you shouldn't go."
It was a party for our department in college and I really didn't like them as much as she did. She wanted me to go though simply because all of our friends would be there. So I reluctantly agreed. Teresa gave me a smile and told me, "Don't worry. I'll be back on my back in a couple of days. That's what you're thinking about isn't it?"
I nodded sheepishly. She took my hand and gently placed it on one of those DD tits of hers. My hand explored it, feeling her nipple perk up even though she felt awful.
"I'll make it worth your while. Go for a bit anyway and put in an appearance."
So I did I didn't drink then, so that was out. And naturally I ended up in a situation that could be interesting.
Jo smiled at me and drained her glass again. "I'm sorry to hear that." She got up and headed over to get another drink. I saw her talking to some people over at the bar before she came back.
"The parties moving to another place Mike. Are you going?" She told me where it would be and I thought for a minute before shaking my head.
"I don't think so Jo. I'm not really the party type."
She nodded. "I was hoping you'd go. I could use a ride there."
I checked out the skin she was revealing and second guessed myself right away. At least I'd have some eye candy on the way over. So I finally said, "What the hell. Why not?"
We left after she finished another drink and headed out to my pickup truck. I started the old beater up and we headed out. Jo asked a question then though.
"Can we head past my place to begin with? I want to grab a change of clothes."
After spilling her drink on her I couldn't really say no. So she directed me to the countryside and to an old farmhouse.
We pulled into the driveway and she ran inside. She came out a few minutes later and I looked her over. She hadn't changed anything.
She smiled brightly as she climbed back into my truck. "Ok. Let's go."
"Wait a minute. You didn't change anything."
"I know. I didn't want my parents to see what I was going to wear."
I turned to her frowning. "Your parents? How old are you Jo?"
"18 Mike. I'm a freshman this year."
That explained why I hadn't seen her before. She was in different classes than I was. She was still doing the basics. I'd taken care of those my first year, so naturally we'd rarely if ever see each other.
As I pulled away into the night she started pulling clothes out of her huge purse. She undid her seatbelt then and started unbuttoning her shirt. She glanced up at me and said, "No peeking Mike. Keep your eyes on the road."