The night that really stands out in my memory above all the others is from about 15 years ago, the night I hooked up with a friends ex girlfriend. Wild night doesn’t begin to describe it.
I’d met them both while they were dating, through a long time friend of mine after moving back to my hometown, and I’d always thought that she was attractive. She was a petite, pale complexion, freckled redhead, maybe 5’2”, and around 100lbs, but still had nice full B cup breasts and a great firm ass. They split after a year or so, but I still saw her quite often as she was still part of that circle of friends. When we would be around each other at parties, out with friends somewhere, or just hanging around the house she was always less than subtle about the fact that she wanted to fuck me. I was definitely into the idea as well, but bro code of not immediately jumping on your buddies ex being what it is, my buddy being kind of a head case about her, acting super possessive and jealous and trying to get back with her even though she’d told him there was no chance in hell, was putting the brakes on that.