This happened back in summer 2019, probably the best streak of my life getting laid. I was heading home from one of those friday happy hours that don’t end till past 10. Getting back to my house I realized I wasn’t ready to go to bed I texted a few people to see who was out.
Clearly in search of a wingman my roommate responds he was up at the local college bar down the street with Mel and a her friend and I should swing by. Mel was the current hookup for my roommate who recently ended a dud of a 4 year relationship, so he was out there making moves. She was about 24 a pretty girl about 5’2″ with a great smile, figure and matching personality, following that logic the friend has to be at least fuckable.
Making the obvious decision I freshen up and walk down to the bar to be the best wing man I can be. I find them finally after squeezing through the crowd, I remembering why I never go here. I greet my roommate and Mel, who in turn kindly introduces me to her friend we’ll call her Trish. She had an innocent look like a preschool teacher 5’7″ shoulder length brown hair and a runners body, and a friendly smile, I was immediately interested.