[mf] sleepover at Alexis’, we explore each other like the good ol days (part 1)

I haven’t seen my friend Alexis in almost a year. She moved away and started a new job, and I got deep into work too. But we still keep in touch, less horny than our past, mostly messaging back and forth about new shows to stream and bands that are coming to town. At this point, I haven’t heard from Alexis in almost 3 months, and she tells me that there’s a 90s nostalgia concert tour coming through her city. She’s a bit young for that era, but that’s my jams, so I ask her if she wants to come with me. She’s says she’s into “classic” music, and would love to come.

The day rolls around, and I drive to Alexis’ place to meet for the show. She’s changed a bit; hair is now long and blonde instead of red, clothes are less rock and roll, more hippie with a touch of active life, but she’s the same happy go lucky ginger sass master. We have a few drinks, smoke some weed at the train station, and head downtown. The show ended up being pretty fun, we danced like idiots the whole time. Alexis had only gotten hotter since I last saw her, and I think she knew it, the way she was working her hips to the beat in the tank top and shorts combo. But I didn’t want to push anything, we were mostly friends and hadn’t brought up our sex history at all. So we had a few more drinks, took the train back to her place, and decided to crash for the evening before I had to drive back for work tomorrow.

We ended up dancing in her living room in our pajamas, staying up way too late. I didn’t want to stop her energetic moves, she was too sexy even in sweats and a t shirt. But we finally decided it was time to get some rest. I got comfy on the couch, she went to her room, and I was left alone in dark silence with the image of Alexis shaking her booty stuck in my head. I had never forgotten how sweet her wet pussy looked, or how tight her ass was, and I couldn’t help myself. I pulled my growing cock out of my pants, and started stroking myself to the memories of our better days past, building to a steady pace on my now rock hard dick.

I think the speed of my jerk got a little out of hand, because I heard a door open, and Alexis tip toeing out. I froze, she must have heard me. But she just went to the bathroom, and then headed quietly back to bed. I was just about to resume my little self love session, when I heard a whisper. “Hey, did you hear something earlier? I thought I heard something moving around.”
“Uh, no, maybe just me rolling over in my sleep.”
“You don’t have to sleep on the couch you know. My bed is plenty large.”
This was exciting, but also a bit confusing. We had shared both intimate moments and friendly cuddles, and I wasn’t sure which this was. Regardless, I agreed and tried to tuck my boner while I made my way to her bedroom.