Chapter Five
Out for a Joy Ride
I smiled as I watched my pony-tailed blonde bouncing happily down the steps dressed in sandals, and the loose flowery dress I loved to see her in. Joy looked good enough to eat in that thin summer dress. The spaghetti straps and scooped neck left bare her tanned arms and shoulders, along with most of her back, while offering a nice view of her small floppy breasts.
As she leaned down to open the door, she gave me an eyeful of those cuddly t**s, shifting loosely in the billowy dress; plump little n*****s dimly visible, poking against the thin cotton. It was obvious that Joy had dressed to please me; wearing the dress I had told her to wear, and without a bra, again, following my orders. She jumped in the car and turned to offer me her lips; I kissed her --
