The Dress

After some deep concentration I decide on the dress. Perhaps it's better to be more conservative here anyway, this will probably be the last time I see some of my friends.

After zipping up the dress, I look in the mirror. I really do look good in this thing, the design accentuates my ass nicely and the while only a bit of cleavage shows, the fact the zipper is in the front allows for easy access should the time come. I'm not expecting it, but hey, why not be ready. With a last look, I slip on a pair of shoes with a bit of heel, to complete the outfit. Doing that, I hear the doorbell ring.

It's my friend Jenna, my ride for the night. I head out, and get in her car. She greets me with a "That dress looks hot on you. The guys are gonna dig it!" I tell Jenna she doesn't look too bad herself. And she really doesn't. Her blonde hair is in a ponytail and she's wearing a white button up top with a black skirt that comes halfway to her knees.

We've been best friends for ages and casually flirt in the car.