DREAM DATE 2
Story by misfit446
HERE'S THE LAST CHAP OF THE STORY. HOPE IT LIVES UP TO WHAT YOU WANTED. ENJOY.
DREAM DATE 2
Hanna stood in front of her vanity mirror, twirling about as she watched the new dress her Mom bought her for the date swing about freely. She decided not to wear panties nor did she really need a bra yet.
With hair done up nicely and just a hint of mascara and eye liner, she smiled at her more grown up appearance.
âEat your heart out Tammy,â Hanna said to her reflected image in the mirror. âAnd eat my cock Jessica,â she giggled naughtily.
Spritzing a mist of the current perfume rage from her motherâs collection, she slipped on low heels and went downstairs to await her favorite movie star to sweep her off her feet.
When the door bell rang, Hannaâs heart skipped a beat and she began to sweat. Jane went to the door, with her Dad hanging back holding a digital camera.
Her mother opened the door to be met by Tammy. âHi Mrs. Milkerson. Is Hannah still here?â
âYes dear, come in.â Jane closed the door behind the entering girl.
âHi Tammy.â
âWow, you look great.â
âThanks,â Hannah said, smiling proudly. âCome on up.â The girls went upstairs to Hannahâs bedroom.
âOh my God Hannah, I still canât believe you are going out with Jessica Dove Lickitt.â
âWell, I am,â she replied with mirth in her voice.
âAre you really gonna fuck her?â
âOh yeah. I want to so bad. Look at her,â Hannah said, pointing at the newly taped up nude spread of her favorite actress with her veined cut cock proudly lying along her smooth, toned thigh to her knee.
Tammy stared at the picture, licking her lips. âYeah, Iâd do her if I had the chance. You are so fucking lucky!â
âWell, after I get home, sneak over and you can taste her on my cock.â
âReally?â
âSure. Youâre my best friend.â
Tammy jumped up and hugged her friend hard.
âHey hey, donât mess me up.â
âSorry,â Tammy said, pulling away. âI canât wait.â
âIâll give you a call when Iâm on the way home. Keep your cell by your pillow.â
âThereâs no way Iâm going to bed.â
âWell, I donât know how long Iâll be.â
âNo worries. Just call me.â
The door bell rang downstairs. The girls looked at each other, eyes wide with excitement and anticipation. âOh my God,â Tammy whispered.
âCome on, you can meet her,â Hannah said, grabbing her friendâs hand and dragging her down the steps.
With her mother at the door she looked back and nodded. Primping her hair and smoothing her blouse and skirt, Jane smiled and opened the door.
Expecting to see her favorite actress in all the world, Hannah rushed to her motherâs side, only to be met by a man in a suit wearing sunglasses.
âIs this the Milkerson residence?â he asked in a deep baritone voice.
âWhy yes, it is,â Jane answered.
âIs Hannah here?â
âIâm Han