Out partying

Scavenging through my clothes i settle on a thight black dress that expresses my curves nicely. My big round B cups are propped up on the rim of the dress as my butt pops making it look round. My boyfriend told me that tonight we would be wild and to dress extra slutty. I never do know what he has in mind, hes always suprising me with things. Wether it be events or presents, he has an imagination. I wonder how some of it hasn’t gotten him sent to jail with what he does.
Vibrating in my pocket, my phone goes off signaling a text from him
-Im here-
-come out-
~Ok~
Responding, I grab my phone and clutch and head out of my small apartment and into his black sports car. Slipping into the passenger seat, I quickly greet him with a short peck on the cheek as he has already started speeding down the street.
“So where are we going, babe?” I ask as I look at him. His dark hair is combed over onto his head perfectly with a few loose strands dangling in front of his forehead like a greaser, he is wearing a plain grey t-shirt and navy blue jeans which makes me question my attire. Looking over at me, he shoots me a grin and looks me over before putting his free hand on my exposed thigh.
“Somewhere new baby, you will enjoy.” With that he rubs his hand on my thigh and pats it lightly.
“You will enjoy.” Retrieving his hand to the steering wheel, I look even more confused than normal. When he speaks with that tone of voice and mystery it means sex would be involved, but when is it never with us. We are one freaky couple and we wouldn’t want it any other way. Smirking at him, I slowly slide my hand down to his crotch and begin to rub through his pants.
“Maybe I will enjoy.” I whisper in his ear while biting it teasingly and returning back to my spot. I could hear him exhale a sharp air of breath, gripping the steering wheel.
“Don’t do that. Not when im driving.” He states with utter defeat, its true it does send his mind into a little journey when I tease him like that.
Shortly before we knew it, we were parked before one of the clubs that I seen his single friends go to on mutliple occasions.
Escorting me out of the car, he placed his hand on the small of my back and we walked in passing a line of people. The music was blaring loudly from the speakers and I could feel the vibrations through my shoes as the stench of sweat and alcohol welcomed me in.