“You really thing I’m going to fuck you?” Danielle says.
“Not really, but a boy can dream” I say in reply,
“Well keep dreaming!”

A few hours later, alone, Danielle was beginning to think about her friend, and all of the tries he’s made at her. She’ll never let him do it she tells herself, but deep down she wonders what a night would be like with him. “No, I won’t do it.” She says to herself, but she thinks back to the pleasures that she had felt while being fingered by him, that’s all the further she had let him go, and she wasn’t planning on letting him get that far again. She recalls how turned on she was, with his hand grasping her tits, and fondling her pussy, she began to feel that feeling again, deep inside her, she pushed those thoughts out of her mind, but she found herself becoming more and more turned on by each passing minute. She started texting Vince, and she was flirting it up, with each text she got hornier and hornier, until finally she says “come meet me for the night of your life.”

I snuck out in my old ford, lucky she didn’t backfire as I headed out the driveway, on my way to meet Danielle. On my drive to get her, I’m thinking about her long nice legs, pretty curves, and perky tits. Man was she budding into a beautiful woman. I pull up to the end of her driveway, she jumps into the back, and I take her out into the middle of nowhere, and I climb out of the cab and into the back end, where she had a surprise waiting for me.

There she was in all of her beauty, and she was stripping nude, she already had her shirt off, exposing those small yet beautiful breasts, and I said “here, let me help you with that.” She giggled and said “Sure!” I pulled on her shorts waistband and slid them right down, revealing the outline of her Virginia pussy through her panties.