"Is Bob coming over this evening?" Joan asked as the two girls sat sprawled out on a sofa in their apartment.

"I think so," Kim beamed, throwing back her long blonde hair. "He's not on the night beat this week."

"He sure works crazy hours," smiled Joan. "That would drive me crazy.

"That's a reporter's life," Kim giggled. "He's got to meet his deadlines."

Kim was a beautiful radiant girl with long blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. She had a soft, cuddly figure and a pair of big lush tits that she didn't bother to hide with a bra. They always bounced and rolled deliciously under her sweaters and blouses.

Joan was a slimmer girl with boobs a bit smaller than Kim's, but they thrust out hard and firm, capped with big oversized nipples that always pressed excitingly against the material of her tight clothes. In contrast to Kim's blonde hair, Joan's long dark tresses streamed down to the middle of her back. Both girls knew they had lovely legs and wore short dresses to show them to advantage.

"Are you getting serious with Bob?" Joan suddenly asked.

"Not really," she answered. "But he's sure exciting to be with."

"How?"

"He knows so many people," Kim smiled. "He's taking me to a press party tomorrow night that will be crawling with important people."

"Sounds fun," sighed Joan. "Is he a good fuck-partner?"

"I wouldn't know," Kim admitted. "We've never gone past the kissing stage."

"Are you shittin' me?"

"No," giggled Kim. "He seems to treat me like an innocent child."

"Shit," Joan laughed. "How do you stand it with your horny cunt?"

"It's tough," sighed the little blonde. "But I do a lot of masturbating."

"How long can you go without fucking?" her friend asked.

"I hope to change things tonight," Kim giggled.

Kim was waiting alone in the apartment when Bob arrived. Wanting to make her pussy as available as possible to the man, she'd made a point not to wear panties under her short little dress.