Fender Bender Chapter 7

I put the adhesive onto my chest and fixed my fake 34 C breasts into place. As the glue dried I fixed the red wig onto my head and brushed it out. After I was dressed I noticed how my hard fake nipples showed through the thin white material. I did my makeup and found the feather mask that I had worn the night over at Mark and Susan's.

I carried my 3 inch open toed white heels with me as I made my way quietly down stairs. I peeked around the corner to see Curt watching a ball game so it was easy to slip by the partially closed door and out the back.

I put my heels on and went around to the front porch and rang the door bell. I had to ring it three times before I heard Curt cursing and coming to answer the door. He was asking who was it as he opened the door and stopped in mid sentence as he recognized the mask and that I was the girl at the party.

I loved the shocked look on his face as I pushed my way past him and into the house. I turned on him.

In my strongest most feminine voice I told Curt to shut the door and follow me. We went into the living room and I sat on the couch, crossing my legs and letting the hem of my dress ride up to show my stocking tops.

"Now Curt, I know you are a weak pathetic excuse for a man but I am in a playful mood tonight, strip for me NOW!!!!!"

It was amusing to watch as Curt scrambled to undress as quick as he could. His 6 inch cock was already hard as he stood in front of me naked.

I smiled at him, "Now play with your sad little cock for me."

Curt happily complied as he started stroking his cock. I stood up and walked over to him. Reaching out I roughly grabbed his balls and squeezed hard. He all but had tears in his eyes as I slapped him hard across the face.

I leaned close and kissed him on the lips, then whispered, "Cum for me little boy"

When I seen he was close I slapped his hand away. I took his cock in my right hand and started stroking it. When his cock throbbed and he started cumming, I caught most of it in my left hand.