A sexy outfit

Sara put on a pair of black hose under a pair of black shorts. She then wore a low cut black top. She looked at herself in the mirror. She had forgotten to put on a bra. "Easier to titty fuck a guy," she thought before gasping. Did she really think that? She thought about how great it would be to have a guy cum on her tits before she shook her head.

She fixed her hair, she loved how soft and silky it felt. The new shampoo did wonders.

"I bet a guy would love to jack himself off with my hair," she thought before once again realize the slutty thoughts she was having.

She put on bright red lipstick and more make-up than usual, going heavy on the eyeliner and mascara. "Cum will take that off," she thought.

"What the fuck is wrong with me?!" she yelled. "What's the deal with me and cum?!" She calmed herself down, then slipped on the highest spike-heeled shoes she had.

She wondered where to go. The small hole in the wall bar that was the closest place to her? The college bar she used to frequent? The high-class pricey bar where she would take clients? Or someplace else?