Little black dress

In the end, I chose a basic enough black dress. It was short in the back, enough to make grinding on someone more akin to dry humping them, and my cleavage was very prominent. Dress and make-up complete, I made it out of my dorm and to Casey's apartment by 9. Inside were Casey, a bunch of her sorority sisters, and a number of her male 'friends'. It was a little crowded, but nobody seemed to mind and it certainly didn't stop Casey from rushing over to give me a big hug when I came in.

"Emily! You look amazing!" She took me by the hand to the bottles of vodka and tequila on the counter, pouring two shots and handing me one, "Let's get you caught up!"

"Happy birthday, Casey," I said, tapping my shot-glass to hers and downing it. I didn't drink often and almost coughed the vodka up, grasping for a cup of lemonade to chase it with. Casey laughed at my alcoholic inexperience, handing me a can of seltzer and leading me into another room. We took a few pictures, carefully pulling my dress up to hide my cleavage or hiding behind someone in case they got posted somewhere my boyfriend would see. I finished a few drinks before the call was made to uber to the bar, heavily buzzed but not yet drunk. I hopped in with a girl I only vaguely knew and two guys who I was pretty sure had double teamed Casey before and away we went. The ride was pretty short, but I could tell that the guy to my right in the back was eyeing down my top the entire time. I almost wanted to flirt a little and maybe give him a better look, but I figured that this might be the kind of guy who might take that as an invitation to go all the way. Even so, I could see a bulge forming in his jeans especially after a big bump made my tits jiggle a little bit. I had to wear a pretty thin bra and panties to prevent any lines in the dress, so there wasn't much support to stop them.