Layna stepped out of the shower and quickly toweled herself dry. The bathroom was chilly and goosebumps covered her body. Her nipples were hardened from the cold and when she swiped the cloth over her breasts the sensation was very nice. She shivered a little and pulled on her thick cotton robe.
She bent at the waist and wrapped her shoulder length auburn hair tightly in the towel, then straightened. There was a knock at the door. “What?” she called impatiently she had a party to be at in less than an hour and time was wasting.
“Mike is here,” her father's voice called. She quickly ran a hand over the mirror to check her reflection. Even without makeup she was very pretty with a natural flush to her cheeks and full red lips. Her thick lashes accented her eyes enough that she mostly didn't wear eyeliner.
She opened the door and padded down the hall to her room calling out, “Give me a sec and I'll be out,” as she went. She hurriedly dressed in a tight red halter dress. Her back was entirely bare down to her waist and her perky full tits peeked slightly out the sides. The skirt swirled around her thighs, her Daddy would never approve. She pulled on black fishnets and a pair of clunky black heels. She twisted her hair up in a French twist and applied just a touch of makeup.
Her coat was laying on the bed and she pulled it on thinking how great it was that it was knee length and would keep her from being made to change. She grabbed her purse and cell and went to meet Mike.
Soon they were in his car on the way to the party. It was a Christmas party that was a tradition among the Juniors and Seniors at her school. This year she was just a Freshman but Mike, a Senior had invited her. She was the only one going from her class and couldn't wait to get there.
When they arrived the party was in full swing. The house was a large Dutch colonial with a huge lawn and there were people everywhere. Alcohol was in abundance and in some places couples were getting really raunchy. Layna felt blood rush into her pussy as she saw one girl rubbing her guy's cock through his jeans. It was so hard and plainly outlined as she paid it homage.
Mike caught her staring and pulled her close to him. She could feel his dick pressing against her tummy. “You like that don't you? Maybe you can get lucky tonight,” he laughed. Red flooded Layna's cheeks and she quickly looked away. She didn't know if she was ready for a guy like Mike.
The night went by quickly and Layna drank even faster. It just seemed like once she started she couldn't stop. By about 10pm she was feeling very good. Mike had his hand on her back just above her ass and was running his fingers over her silken skin. She leaned into him and pressed a kiss on his neck. He made a throaty sound and pulled her toward the hallway.
