Falling - Cherri Red Book 2 by J.T. Harding

Author:J.T. Harding [Harding, J.T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-05-02T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

We returned from dinner around ten-thirty, giggling like a pair of schoolgirls. Candy had dressed up in some of her fun stuff after showering and I managed to persuade her to leave it on when we went into town. I took second shower and when I came out Candy was dressed in a short blue dress with buttons up the front. I knew beneath she wore a push-up bra, garter belt and hold up stockings. She twirled around so the dress rose up, displaying a glimpse of stocking top and I laughed.

“You too,” Candy said. “What have you got?”

“Nothing as sexy as you. I brought one dress, that’s all.”

“No push-up?” she asked, staring at my breasts covered only by a large towel. “Not that you need one. Put your dress on, but how about you don’t wear anything underneath?”

I laughed. “You’re joking!”

Candy shook her head “No. Think how wicked that’s going to make you feel, what it’s going to be like when men look at you. And they will look. You’ll know there’s nothing under your dress, while they’re only dreaming.”

“I’ll wobble all over the place.” I sat at the battered dresser and started to dry my hair. It wasn’t as short as Candy’s but short enough it dried fast.

“Mm,” Candy said, putting a finger to the corner of her mouth. “You make that sound like a bad thing.”

I laughed, grabbing the towel as it slipped loose. In the mirror I saw Candy taking in the flash of boob.

In the end she talked me into it, and she was right, it was hilarious knowing I was bare-ass naked beneath my dress. To save me going commando alone, Candy stripped out of her own panties before we left, although with her dress being so much shorter she was in serious danger of giving everyone in town a seizure.

We found a small restaurant and ate surprisingly good food and when we came out I was aware of a slippiness between my thighs that had grown over the evening. I shouldn’t be driving after drinking half a bottle of red but it was three miles of single-track road, and there couldn’t be anyone coming the other way because our cabin was the only place the track led to.

Candy cradled two unopened bottles between her thighs and my mind imagined them pressing against the sweet mound covering her pubic bone. It was strange. I had spent a couple of hours studying her naked, but the idea of her pussy pressing against the side of a bottle of Cabernet sent my mind into a swirl. Nothing is going to happen, I told myself. Nothing at all is going to happen.

We bounced along the road, our brights sweeping across water, swamp grass and mangrove. On the next turn they illuminated the cabin. From the outside it looked run down, faded pine and shingle. Inside, though not modern, it possessed all the facilities we needed except for one: a second bedroom. Kitchen and bed and living room were a single space, the only walled off area a bathroom.

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