As they were in the car driving to Howie's house, he couldn't help but glance over at her legs. He was so surprised when he saw her. She wasn't the same "innocent little girl" she used to be. Her brown hair now had blonde streaks in it. Where she used to wear nothing but skirts or jeans, she was clad in leather. She wore a black leather jacket (which was open even though it was cold outside), a blue leather top, black leather pants, and black leather boots. Her backpack, she apparently used instead of a purse, was also leather. He loved the way her pants outlined her muscular legs. Her top, also, accentuated her ample breasts. Her long fingernails were the same shade of blue as her top. He wondered how her long, blue nails would feel running along his skin. He could feel himself getting excited but he didn't think that she'd notice. Amber turned to Howie to ask him something and she saw him staring at her crossed legs. She noticed the bulge in his pants and laughed a little. With hearing her laugh, he came back to reality and said, "what?" "Nothing," she said with a smile on her face. He continued, "no, what?" She turned in her seat so that she was facing Howie and said, "do you like my outfit?" He replied, "it's nice". She smiled and said, "that's all?" "pretty much, yeah." She leaned so that her lips were within inches from his ear and breathed sexily, "do I make you horny?" He drew in a breath and without letting it go and in a pitch a little too high, said, "no". She grinned and said, "I think you're lying to me, D". She placed her right hand on his right knee and started to move it towards his growing erection. He exhaled and tried to focus on the road. When her hand got almost up to his, by now, throbbing manhood, she asked again, "D, be honest with me now, do I make you horny?" She brushed her hand against the bulge in his pants and he moaned a "yessss". She sat back in her seat and said, "good!" A horn blaring behind him brought his attention back to the road. Amber smiled and looked out the window. She thought, 'oh yeah, this is going to be one interesting visit. My dear sweet Howie here isn't little anymore.' It was true that this visit was going to be "interesting" but, unaware to Amber, she was the one who was going to get the surprise.
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