I guess when Colleen pissed me off she REALLY PISSED ME OFF! Here's proof of what can happen when you cross a nice guy.
We had gone out that night and as usual she was her argumentative bitchy self (what else was new?). Lord knows what I saw in her. Maybe it was her 5'2' petite frame, half inch nipples and an ass that was perfect. Her red hair, green eyes and pretty face brought it all together as a nice package. So there you go! I fell in lust with her. But she was still a bitch! Especially when she drank too much.
That night she took no time in busting my chops about the smallest thing. I'll spare you the details, since to do so will not only put me in a bad mood but probably you too.
She did look great! My favorite red spaghetti strapped dress that draped over her ass and thighs. Colleen always wore this dress without a bra, so her big nipples would stand out. They were delicious.
As the night progressed, her mood worsened. After awhile I couldn't take it any longer and told her I was taking her home. By now she was drunk and behaving like a foul mouthed sailor (no offense to sailors). While in the car she got herself so worked up about heading home earlier than she wanted to that she slapped me. That did it!
As I drove, I stewed. Getting angrier and angrier. Not realizing that I was headed in the wrong direction and into a bad part of town. Colleen had essentially passed out after her violent out burst.
A van pulled along side us at the light. In it were three thug looking types. They looked over and spotted Colleen, whose head was leaning against the window. I don't know what prompted it, but I started to toucher her tits while they watched! Needless to say they went while at the sight.
I continued to drive on, and they followed. Pulling along side at every light. By now I had Colleen's tits pulled out and in full view. She was semi awake and started to enjoy the attention her nipples were getting, still unaware of the "audience" .
At one point, the driver of the van motioned for me to pull over. Which surprisingly enough I did. I wasn't afraid or concerned, maybe I too had too much to drink. But in any event I complied.