Tara, on your Bed

You walk into your room and find Tara lounging on your bed. Her pleather, black, mini skirt and tight purple corset top make her look sexy as hell.

“I thought I’d stop in and give you some clothes. Your wardrobe sucks.”

If you didn’t agree with her, you’d be really hurt.

“That’s kind of mean.”

“Tell me I’m wrong.”

You laugh.

“If we’re going out, I have a reputation to maintain. Here.”

She tosses you a bag. You peek inside. There are wet look black tights and a forest green tube top.

“Try them on.”

You strip and Tara ogles you.

“Those are some nice breasts.”

You grin at her and give them a little shake. You slide the tube top over them. The fabric holds them tight and feels erotic on your skin.

You slip off your pants and pull on the wet look tights. You notice a zipper in crotch. You give Tara a look.

“It’s for easy access.”

“I’m not sure I…”

“It’s better to have it and not need it, then to need it and not have it.”

You nod. You can’t argue with that reasoning. You walk over to your full length mirror. You barely recognize the hot girl staring back at you.

The dark green accentuates your sizable breasts and contrasts with your long red hair. The tights hug your legs and make you ass look amazing. You grin.

“Thanks so much, Tara.”

“Your welcome! Now let’s paint the town red.”