Wetscapades
It was a warm spring night, I was finally taking the girl of my dreams out to eat. She’s beautiful, smart, fun, kind, outgoing– just all around perfect in my eyes, and her name is Andrea. I arrived to pick her up and she exited her house wearing a light blue blouse that wrapped nicely in all the right places like it was custom made for her body, with a simple pair of jeans that seemed to be skin-fit as they hugged her curves wonderfully. I tried to conceal my fascination as she entered the car...