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Graduation Party (IJAW and LeatrixSage)

"So sexy," Brandon whispered as he watched Brie finger herself. If her goal was to drive him nuts, it was certainly working. He wanted so bad to replace her finger with his young cock. The teasing had pushed him over the edge.

"Please," he said, a pleading look in his eyes. "Fuck me, Brie...please."

---

Mike felt Mrs. Schaffer go nuts when his tongue made contact with her clit. He began to hum against her clit, wanting to send her over the edge with some vibrations.

He pulled away from her to catch his breath and smiled widely before going back in, now sucking at her pussy, wanting to give this woman pleasure she hadn't felt in a long time, if ever.
 
"Please, fuck me, Brie...please."

Something shifted, and Brie felt herself turn ravenous. Hurried and almost clumsy, she drug Brandon’s boxers down to free his cock. She paused once it was finally free, taking a moment to appreciate what he offered. She rest her hands against the seat, one at either side of his head as she moved above him, slowly lowering her body so that he slowly pushed into her tight, slick folds.

Brie trembled as she worked her tight pussy down over him, feeling suddenly tiny in comparison to him. When finally he was sheathed completely inside her, Brie let her head rest against his shoulder, her heart pounding furiously while she gasped for air. Slowly, she began to move against him, riding him gently at first, but steadily becoming more and more rough.

---

Her body writhed against the rough stone wall. Mike’s soft humming seemed to vibrate through her entire body. The sensation nearly tipped her over the edge of sanity. When Mike lifted his head for air, Vivian blushed under the lethally satisfied grin that settled into his features.

“Oh, fuck,” she whimpered as Mike’s eager mouth pressed right back against her pussy. The sight was secretly thrilling, but the feel of his young mouth working over her was sinfully sweet.

“I can’t take it,” she gasped out. It was just too much, too good, and Vivian shocked herself as she let out a soft squeal of pleasure, her body tensing and shuddering as she came.

She stared down in a daze, slowly realizing that Mike, the little boy she had raised right along with her own son, had just used his tongue to make her come for him. Trembling, she let her head drop back against the brick wall, gasping for air.

After only a few seconds, she pulled at Mike’s hair, pulling his mouth away from her pussy. She lifted her head to stare down at him again, grinning slightly as she whisper. “Fuck me.”
 
Brandon lifted Brie's dress a little more so he could watch her taking all of him in her tight pussy. His heart was beating wildly, lost in the taboo of the moment. He thrusted upwards every now and then, trying to meet her at her coming-down point so he could move deeper inside her. Content with his deep penetration at times, he settled back into the seat as she started to get rougher with him.

"That's it...fuck it good," he muttered into her ear while she rested her head on his shoulder. He slapped her ass, trying to increase her roughness.

Luckily, he had parked in a corner of the parking lot where no one could investigate because the car was clearly beginning to rock a little from their motions.

---

Mrs. Schaffer's juices splattered all over Mike's mouth as he brought her to an insane climax, going off of her body's reaction. He continued to lick her out, his eyes occasionally meeting hers. Finally, she pulled his head away and uttered the two words he had been waiting to hear.

“Fuck me.”

He nodded silently and slowly set her down so she could get on good footing, then slid two fingers inside her still sopping wet pussy and began to finger her hard. He could hear the squelching from his fingers' work. Mike looked at her, lust in his eyes, and muttered, "Tell me how you want it."
 
Brie’s body trembled every time Brandon moved beneath her, pushing himself in a little further, making her smaller body accept every inch. It was thrilling to be filled so completely, so different from her husband. He was a loving man and he took good care of her body and its needs… but being filled to her limits by Brandon’s young cock was something her husband just couldn’t match.

"That's it...fuck it good."

A soft chuckle answered him, and Brie nibbled at Brandon’s neck, her lips trailing soft kisses even as she picked up her pace. Small moans escaped her lips every time she pushed her body down, a counter point to the soft slapping sounds of their bodies coming together.

She gasped when he smacked her ass, pleasantly surprised. Grinning, Brie purrs against the side of Brandon’s neck, realizing she didn’t need to play it safe. He was young, who knew how long he could last? She could ride him as hard as she wanted and not have to worry about things going too quickly.

“Do that again,” she whispered in his ear, her pussy clenching down around his cock as she shifted, truly fucking him, letting herself break all the rules.

---

Vivian sighed as Mike lowered her back to her feet. Her legs were shaky, but they supported her weight. She leaned against the wall, letting the cold brick cool her heated skin. But the moment to catch her breath didn’t last long before Mike’s fingers slipped inside her.

Her body jerked, as her pussy spasmed, an aftershock rushing through her. Gasping for air, Vivian clutched at Mike’s arms to keep herself upright, feeling the muscle beneath his warm skin.

"Tell me how you want it."

She felt herself blush, choices flashing through her mind, wild images she would have never dared to imagine before. A slow grin touched her lips, and she leaned back to look up at Mike. She had always loved it… but so rarely been able to enjoy it. Shivering, she stands on her tip-toes to whisper to him. “What I most want? I want to feel your young cock in my ass.”
 
Brandon was hit by so many sensations at one time, it was almost like hitting pleasure overload -- Brie was fucking him senseless in the backseat of his car, but she was also planting delicate, soft kisses along his neck in the process. He didn't know what to do except enjoy the ride, literally.

“Do that again."

"Gladly." He slapped her ass harder this time, pleasantly surprised by the wild side he had managed to bring out of this normally tame woman. "Does Mr. Bryant...mmm...fuck you this good, Mrs. Bryant?" he asked while she fucked him, emphasizing the 'Mrs. Bryant' to show how wrong this was.

"Harder," he beckoned, slapping her ass one more time.

---

"Mmm, you nasty," Mike replied with a big smile. "You ever fucked a black man before, Mrs. Schaffer?" He rarely called her by her full name, which added weight to this already incredible moment.

He turned her around and had her place her hands on the wall in front of her. Mike then dropped his pants and boxers completely. Mike bent Mrs. Schaffer over fully, her heels helping to put her at a decent height for him.

Wanting to feel her ass as soon as possible, Mike skipped asking for a blowjob to lubricate his cock and instead spit on it to get it a little wet. He stroked it a few times, it rising to attention rather quickly at the sight of the still-dressed older woman bent over right in front of him. He gathered his long, thick cock in his hand and slid the head of it into her accommodating ass, moaning as it went inside.
 
"Does Mr. Bryant...mmm...fuck you this good, Mrs. Bryant?"

Heat flooded her cheeks, and Brie hid her face against Brandon’s neck so that he wouldn’t see. The stress he put on ‘Mrs.’ Slammed home a vital point she had managed to push out of her mind. Everything about what she was doing was wrong. She was married and sleeping with someone else, a boy’s dick was inside her, and she was using that boy to try to get herself knocked up because her husband couldn’t do it.

Brie expected horror to well up, but all that rose through her was a wild rush that came with doing something taboo. A slow grin settled into her features, and Brie leaned back, grinding against Brandon while she panted, catching her breath so that she could answer him.

“Not… not like this,” she sighed out.

"Harder," she laughed at the order, but drew herself back up and eagerly did exactly what he wanted. She hadn’t had sex this good in so long and there was no will in her to deny him.

An amusing thought occurred to Brie, and she pressed her lips to Brandon’s ear while she rode him. “Of course… mmm.. you’re not fucking me. I’m fucking you.” Just to make her point, her steady pace quickened sharply, driving her smaller body against Brandon’s larger frame as hard as she could manage in the awkward and limited space they had.

---
“No,” Vivian answered even as Mike was turning her around and her hands found the wall. “You’re my first, son.” It was a small tease, but the emphases on son couldn’t be missed. She even found herself feeling a little guilty when she heard his pants drop. But, when he bent her forward, it vanished under the weight of the chill that crawled down her spine.

She shook with anticipation as she waited, her eyes closed, barely breathing. And then he was pressing against her. Vivian bit down hard on her lower lip, whimpering as Mike slipped his young cock into her ass. She gasped, the first pain of his penetration not lasting long. If he’d felt large in her hand, he felt massive now, seemingly stretching her to her limits.

“That’s it,” she moaned, arching her back so that he slid a little deeper. “Give me all of it.”
 
“Of course… mmm.. you’re not fucking me. I’m fucking you.”

"Good point," Brandon moaned back as Brie rode him as hard as she could manage. He grabbed her hips once more and assisted her, driving his hips up as well so he could slam deep inside her married pussy.

There were some other positions Brandon wanted to try, but the limited space, plus the great sensation derived from his former teacher's pussy repeatedly slamming down on his cock, made him decide to stay as they were.

Jessica had never fucked him this good, and he wanted to reward Brie for doing such a good job.

"You gonna let me cum inside you?" he grunted, feeling the climax coming.

---

“Give me all of it.”

Mike was surprised Mrs. Schaffer was receptive to more so quickly, and followed that by sliding as much of his cock as he could fit into her tight ass. He watched his dark pole move between her pale asscheeks and bit his lip at the sight.

Mike grabbed her hips tightly and squared up his own hips before driving his shaft in and out of her ass hard.

"Holy fuck, yes," he grunted, pumping into her at a fairly quick pace, loving the way her body jerked forward every time he slammed home. Lost in the moment, he reached forward and grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling back so she would arch her back more.
 
A shiver ran over her skin where Brandon’s hands settled. She yelped the first few times he slammed up into her, meeting with the same wild intensity. She let her back arch, her head falling back as she rode the eager young rod slamming up into her. Her softer moans from before had vanished, replaced by the occasional squeal when she couldn’t keep herself quite. Her body clenched, and Brie trembled, her clit giving a particularly sweet throb, so close to tipping over the edge that everything edged into that place where every pleasure was almost pain.

"You gonna let me cum inside you?"

Brie’s eyes flashed open, locking on Brandon’s. She bit down hard on her bottom lip, feeling herself blush vividly even as she nodded. “Don’t pull out,” she gasped, watching his expressions closely. Her body quivered, she was going to hit her peak soon, but if she had to guess, she bet he was getting close, too. “Stay inside me.”

---

Vivian held her breath as Mike pushed deep, earning a long, low moan when he settled, held deep in her ass. His fingers dug into her skin as he grabbed her hips, but she barely noticed as he began to pound his heavy shaft into her ass.

She locked her arms to hold herself away from the wall, but still her body rocked from the force of the fucking Mike was giving her. The dangerously low cut dress slipped and she gasped as her breasts slipped free, the cool, evening air making her already hard nipples ache.

Vivian took a slow breath as Mike’s fingers wound into her hair, and then moaned as he pulled her head back. As her back arched further, Mike sank an inch or two deeper, making her grunt in a mix of pleasure and a subtle pain. Loving it, she pushed back against him, rocking her body backward each time Mike drove deep into her, slowly working her tight ass so that he steadily slipped just a little deeper.

“God, I’ve missed this,” she gasped out, realizing just how much she needed someone to want her.
 
“Stay inside me.”

"Yes, Brie, whatever you want," Brandon panted back. His mind was too far gone to think about the repercussions of finishing inside her. He was too focused on reaching his climax, but he also wanted to bring Brie to hers.

He began to rub her clit for her as best he could while she rode him, almost as if he was trying to synchronize their orgasms. Brandon's cock twitched and throbbed, and he let out a loud yell as he began to cum inside Brie's pussy.

"Oh, fuck!" he yelled, eyes closed, overcome with immense pleasure. He held her down on his cock throughout the entire duration of his climax, making sure he emptied everything he had inside her.

---

Mike released the grip on Mrs. Schaffer's hair and smacked the side of her ass, watching it jiggle a little as he continued to pound her asshole.

He licked his lips as she started to work back against him. "That's it, Mrs. S...work that cock," he uttered in a low, deep groan, slowing down his thrusts just a little so she could catch up with her own rhythm.

With her breasts exposed, Mike reached around and cupped one with one hand and began to diddle her clit with the other, still making sure he can bury his cock as deep as she was able to take him.
 
“Oh, God,” Brie yelp when Brandon’s fingers found her tender clit, the sensitive nub throbbing almost painfully under his attentions. Her body quivered, clenched, and then brie pressed her face against Brandon’s shoulder as she screamed, trying to muffle the sound.

The orgasm was intense, rocking through her body so that she writhed on Brandon’s young cock even as he held her down. She heard him shout as if from a distance, and then she felt the warmth of his cum filling her. Her hands trembled as they slid into Brandon’s hair. She lifted her head slowly; seeking out his lips and kissing him with a passion she hadn’t felt in years while his shaft spasmed inside her.

Even when as the world righted itself and she came back down to earth, Brie didn’t move away. She let herself rest against Brandon’s chest, gasping softly for air. She wanted to stay just like this, straddled over Brandon, his rod still pressed deep inside her sex, and her heart ached at the thought that this might never happen again.

---

The loud smack of Mike’s hand against Vivian’s ass seemed to echo, but she just didn’t give a damn if someone found them anymore. Besides, it had felt damn good.

"That's it, Mrs. S...work that cock.”

Vivian flushed, but smiled softly. Mike slowed down a little for her, and she caught up quickly, easing into moving with him, loving the feel of his cock nudging steadily a little deeper. She figured she likely couldn’t take all of him, but she was determined she would give him the best she could offer.

His warm hand closing over her breast won a gasp. The one playing with her clit worked out a long, low moan. Having already came for him once, Vivian’s body trembled, his attentions pushing her toward peaking far too quickly for her comfort.
 
Brandon met her lips in a fiery, passionate kiss, his hands rubbing her body in every which way as they both started to come down from their unbelievable high.

After the kiss, Brandon sat back in the backseat, still trying to catch his breath. He was happily content, and greatly hoped she felt the same. He, too, was dismayed that this may never happen again.

"Good God, that was amazing," he sighed, starting to laugh a little bit, his chest heaving just a bit.

---

Even more amazing was how Brandon's mother was taking his best friend's cock deep in her ass around the side of the building. Mike's hands were busy, one still groping her breast while the other relentlessly played with her clit. He badly wanted her to cum for him again, and felt he was close to it. But he wanted to change things up a little.

"Let's try something," he said as he slowly slid out of Mrs. Schaffer's ass. He helped her down to all fours in the grass, then lifted her legs up to his thighs, assuming the wheelbarrow position. He moved his cock into her dripping wet pussy and began to plow into her once more as she stood on her hands.

He knew she wouldn't be able to stay in this position for long, but it made things even more exciting.

"Fuck!" he yelled out into the night air, not caring if someone heard him.
 
“Breath taking,” Brie chuckled softly, not willing to move, but knowing they would have to eventually. “You are extremely good at that. Jess is a lucky girl.”

She sighed, making herself sit up, the fabric of her dress ruffling seeming loud now that they were barely speaking in whispers. She leaned close to kiss Brandon’s lips softly once more, and then grinned, “It’s a shame we don’t have the time to go again.”

---

Vivian was so enjoying the fucking she was taking that when Mike pulled out of her ass, she actually yelled at him, shocking herself. Smiling apologetically and blushing vividly from embarrassment, Vivian followed Mike’s directing and got on her hands and knees in the grass.

When he grabbed her legs and lifted them high, she let oh a soft peal of laughter. The merry sound was cut short when she felt the heat of Mike’s cock pressing against the lips of her sex. Vivian’s arms shook, and she locked them.

She practically purred as he sank into her, easing the needy ache that had lingered there. Her hands slipped by cm on the grass as he slammed into her, not quite able to hold herself perfectly still. She barely noticed, too distracted by the way it felt to have Mike’s heavy cock pounding into her aching pussy.

Vivian shouted, crying out in pleasure as her body tensed. She was going to climax for him again, and it wasn’t going to be the little, short-lived things her husband inspired. Her body trembled, and she clawed at the ground, her arms shaking helplessly while she determinedly held herself in place.
 
Brandon closed his eyes and his lips met the soft lips of Brie for the last time...maybe. "I know we can't go again tonight, but who says we can't do this during the summer? I don't move away for another couple months, and we can do plenty in that time," he responded with a wink.

He started to get his pants back on, sad that this romp had come to an end. "We need to get back, or at least I do. I kinda left all my guests behind, and they all came to see me," he said, laughing. "My mom is probably pissed."

---

Brandon's mom was hardly pissed, as she was getting fucked while standing on her hands in the grass outside the hall. Behind her was Brandon's best friend, Mike, plowing away at her mature pussy with reckless abandon.

"You gonna cum for me, Mrs. S?" he grunted out. "Cum all over this big, fat cock," he ordered as he slammed his length home once again. "I'm getting pretty close myself. Where do you want it?" he asked as their hips kept colliding in a good rhythm.
 
Brie smiled, reluctantly sliding out of Brandon’s lap to sit beside him. She straightened her dress, smoothing the fabric, and checked her hair. Leaning over the front seat, she quickly checked her make-up in the rear-view mirror. She looked a little flushed, but it didn’t seem obvious that she had just been thoroughly fucked.

Sitting back down, she sighed, nodding a little as Brandon spoke. “You’re right, you’re mom is likely running around frantic.” She paused, just watching him for a moment before making her choice. “I would like to see you again during the summer. Maybe try a bed so we have a little more room,” she teased, leaning over him to push the car door open, an excuse to lean against him. “Shall we, then?”

---

“Anywhere,” Vivian gasped out just before letting herself scream. Her arms shook hard, threatening to buckle, while her body writhed. Her pussy clenched down on Mike’s young cock as she reached her peak, warm liquid coating him while a wild rush went tearing through her.

“Oh, fuck,” she shouted, letting herself slide down to her elbows, the angle shifted, and Vivian trembled. Gasping for air and dazed with pleasure, she became a little limp in Mike’s grasp, every push of his shaft driving into her just sending another wave of pleasure rocking through her.
 
"Let's." Brandon took her arm in his and they walked together through the parking lot, separating the armlock when they got within view of other people so as to not give themselves away.

---

Mike felt Mrs. Schaffer cum incredibly hard on his pulsating cock while he thoroughly fucked her. Her saying he could finish anywhere was a welcomed invitation.

As she slid down to her elbows, Mike had to crouch down a little bit to finish, and finish he did, sending a large wave of cum inside her already-drenched pussy. "Fuck, yes!" he shouted, thrusting some more into her to drain his balls, his cock still semi-hard inside her warmth.

He slowly brought her legs down, letting her get on all fours before slowly pulling out, his cock coated in a mixture of their juices. "I never would've known you could fuck like that, Mrs. S," he gasped, breathing heavily and sweating rather profusely.
 
“Neither did I,” Vivian sighed, resting her face against the cool grass while she caught her breath. Slowly, she started to hear the sounds of the party inside, her husband laughing loudly, people talking, and she felt herself start to blush as the full weight of what had just happened settled on her shoulders.

“My god,” she laughed, rolling over to lay on her back and pulling her skirt down to cover herself. “I can’t believe we just did that.”

Her eyes rose to Mike, and she couldn’t help but smile. His pants were still around his feet and the massive cock that had been inside her was still twitching a little, covered in various juices. Giving him a rueful look, she slid up to her knees and gently gripped the base of his cock, holding it still while she carefully licked it clean, and then gave the head a soft kiss.

“Maybe we’ll have to do that again, some time,” she tried to sound flippant about it, preferring Mike didn’t know just how lonely she had felt until now. “What do you think?”

Just a little ways off, the sharp clicking of someone else’s heels sounded, and Vivian hushed, listening closely until whoever had walked near seemed to have gone inside. “Though, I suppose we should get back inside before we are missed, shouldn’t we?”
 
Mrs. Schaffer looked amazing as she cleaned off Mike's cock with her tongue. She looked a tad disheveled, and he wondered how that would fly when she returned to the party. He, on the other hand, was able to clean up pretty easily, pulling his boxers and pants up.

"Moving day will be very fun, in that case," he said with a wink. "Hell, I may even take you in the moving truck." He laughed and took her hands, helping her to her feet.

He kissed her deeply and smiled. "You should go first. I think you'll be more missed than I am."
 
Vivian sighed against Mike’s lips, a little reluctant to go back but… he was right. People would notice she had been gone a good bit longer than it usually took to smoke a cigarette.

Hopefully they just assumed she’d smoked an entire pack.

She gave mikes hands a squeeze, and then took a step back, brushing off her dress to make sure everything so straight, and then giving her hair a comb through with her fingers to at least try to look normal. She made certain there were no stray bits of grass, gave Mike a quick smile, and then trotted off to go back inside.

Not far beyond the door, she spotted Mrs. Bryant and her son and gave them a little wave. A guilty conscience made her glance in her husband’s direction, but he was still drinking, laughing, and making a general ass of himself.

“Nothing’s changed,” she chuckled, shaking her head. “Just me.”
 
Eric Schaffer set the glass down and let out another loud laugh, loud enough to make some people turn their heads and others at the bar roll their eyes.

Having not driven tonight and needing to wind down after a stressful week at work, he took the opportunity to get completely hammered. He sat around the bar with a couple of his old friends from high school who he had invited to celebrate Brandon's graduation and told old stories, having a great time.

He saw his wife for the first time in what seemed to be an eternity and looked at her. "Hey! There you are!" he yelled, his speech slurring a little bit. "Where've you been? Smoking like two packs out there or what?"

The top three buttons on his tan dress shirt were unbuttoned, showing his hairy chest, he was sweating a little, and his breath reeked of alcohol. Eric's demeanor was starting to clearly embarrass those around him, but he was oblivious to it all.
 
“Cody,” Vivian sighed as she crossed the hall, calling to her daughter while she ignored her husband. Her daughter turned and raised her brows in question. No one would ever guess it, but the nineteen year old had her mother’s coloring. But, instead of dyeing her hair black, Cody had chosen the other direction and generally stayed blond, and instead of tanning, she took great pains to maintain a clear, clean, pale complexion. Her body was a copy of what Vivian’s had been almost twenty years ago. Trim little waist, legs a mile long, and breasts that were high, round, handfuls occasionally made Vivian a little envious.

“Cody,” she whispered as she drew close. “I am sorry to ask you this, but would you please take your father home?” The younger woman’s brows rose sharply as she glanced past her mother to where her father stood… or… swayed.

“Are you serious?” she asked quietly, “Alone?” her mother just gave her a pained, apologetic smile, and Cody sighed, patting her mom’s shoulder. “It’s all right momma, I’ve got it.” She gave her mother’s shoulder a squeeze, took a deep breath, and headed toward her father.

Up close, he reeked of alcohol. Cody was used to the smell, college guys seemed to be soaked in it constantly. “Daddy,” she hissed to get his attention, and then wrapped an arm around one of his, giving a gentle tug to get him moving in the direction she wanted. “Come on, let’s go home, what cha say?”
 
"Wha? Oh, Cody, what are you doing?" Eric asked as he stepped down from the bar stool he was on. He would've fallen flat on his face had Cody not been holding onto his arm. "Why are we going home, baby? And where's Brandon?"

Eric was helpless at this point and just followed his daughter through the hall. Some people laughed and said things like, "Good luck with him," and "Have a good night, Eric!" He responded by laughing in kind, just going with the flow and having a good time.

They went out to the doors and saw Mike and Brandon talking to Mrs. Bryant. Brandon's face looked a little red as he saw his older sister hauling his dad out to her car. "Jesus, Dad, you're messed up," Brandon said, chuckling a little. "Thank God I'm not taking him," he said to Cody.

Mike patted Mr. Schaffer on the back and said, "You're going to be feeling really good tomorrow, Mr. S." He then looked at Cody and gave her a wink, noticing how much she resembled the woman he just had an amazing fuck with. "And you have a good night as well, Cody."

Father and daughter continued to the car. Upon getting to Cody's ride, Eric leaned against the door leading into the backseat while he waited for her to unlock the door. "Thanks, baby. Daddy's kinda drunk," he said with a small hiccup.
 
If Cody had a virtue to brag about it, it was her patients. She was a calm, collected woman, and she could endure almost anything. Hauling her father home was a little embarrassing, but nothing she couldn’t handle. She did let out a little sigh as they ran into Brandon and Mike, though.

“Of course,” Cody grinned at her younger brother, supporting her father’s weight haphazardly. “If you drove, you’d both end up dead in a ditch somewhere.” She’d been taking pot-shots at his driving since he’d been sixteen, just because she’s gotten a perfect score on her driving test, and he hadn’t.

“You too, Mike,” she waved as she pulled at her Dad’s arm, getting a move on. She’d always liked Mike, as much a brother to her as Brandon, but something in the way he had been looking at her had gotten under her skin. She glanced back once, and decided it was all in her head.

“You’ll be fine, dad,” Cody started to laugh as she unlocked the car doors, pulled open the driver door, and then tossed her purse in. “You’re just tipsy.”

She grinned at him, and then walked around the car, pulling open the front, passenger car door and motioning for him to get in. “Come on, I want to get out of this dress. The heels mom loaned me are gorgeous, but they are killing my feet.” She glanced down, admiring the four inch black stilettos edged in a bright, shiny gold fabric. It was like lingerie for her feet, she loved them. But, no matter how well they went with her simple, sleek, black sheath dress…they hurt like hell
 
"Yeah, I hope so," Eric muttered as he swayed a little before practically falling into the passenger seat. He looked down at the shoes Cody was wearing as she made mention of them. "Yeah, those shoes are gorgeous and sexy," he said. "You kinda look like Mom tonight."

He closed the door and rested his head back against the headrest, closing his eyes. They opened again as Cody opened her door. "You're not gonna start stripping in front of your own father, are you?" he said, his eyes wandering a little bit.
 
Cody laughed as she slid into her seat, tossing her purse into the back seat to get it out of the way. “Only if you happen to wonder back out of your bedroom after I put you to bed.” The tease was light, thoughtless, and Cody really didn’t take the time to think about it as she put the car into gear, backed out of the space, and then headed out of the parking lot.

“At least you had fun tonight,” she commented as she drove, grinning a little. “You’re going to hate yourself in the morning, though.”
 
Eric smiled and rubbed his face with his hands. "Yeah, I know. Maybe I'll take some Advil when I get home. Always works for a hangover." He looked at the hall, seeing people starting to leave the facility, then back over to Cody as she started to drive away.

"I'm sorry you had to leave and take me home," Eric said, starting to feel guilty for some reason. "Did you not have fun tonight?"
 
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