Horny hot waitress
Cindy came to the party for just one reason. She was horny, and looking for someone to fuck.
After greeting her girlfriend and hostess, Cindy circulated, checking out the action. She zeroed in on a sexy-looking hunk of man and made her way toward him. Drink in hand, she sidled up, catching his vivid blue gaze.
"I'm depressed," she told him matter-of-factly. "I need something to cheer me up, make me feel good. Think you can do that?" His eyes raked her tiny but voluptuous figure. Cindy was looking him over, and her eyes reflected her approval of his huge cockbulge.
"I'm sure I can make you feel good," he chuckled. "Real, real good."
"That's a challenge I'm taking you up on," Cindy retorted. He was really turning her on.
"Then let's go find somewhere a little less public, babe and get this show on the road."
Cindy hooked her hand around his upper arm, noting the muscular firmness. She felt her horny cunt give a healthy twitch of sexy anticipation. Although she'd spoken of her depression as a come-on for the sexy guy, there was more than a little truth to it.
Only two days before, Cindy had been fired from her job at an insurance agency. Now she was faced with finding a new job, in a very skimpy job market. She needed, badly, to feel good about something… and there was nothing better than fucking to do just that.
The sounds of the party faded as they walked down the hallway to the apartment's bedroom. The sexy blond guy pulled her close as he looked into one of the darkened rooms. Finding it empty, he ushered her inside.