This is an experience that I had over a year ago, but find myself constantly going back to and re-living it. Thought I’d share with you all.
I’m sitting on a sectional couch at 3 am after being out at a local dive with my best friend, her husband, and five of his friends. We’re all tired and drunk, looking for something to pass out to on Netflix. My best friend and her husband go to sleep in their back bedroom. All of the guys are shy, quite metalheads who get very awkward around women. Except for J. He is sitting next to me on the couch. Everyone is paying attention to the TV, but J starts to discreetly kiss my neck, play with my hair, whisper about how he likes my lips. He starts rubbing my lower back, and him touching me with all these people around is getting me so hot. He continues to kiss my neck and then moves to my ear and cheek. My breath starts to get heavier, and I can no longer pay attention to what else is happening in the room. I start to rub his thigh and get close to his growing bulge but I avoid touching it on purpose. I’m want to tease him and make him ache for me. I decide to get up and get a glass of water to slow things down some. He starts to stand up with me and I put my hand on his chest to make him sit back down. I go into the kitchen which cannot be seen from the room where everyone else is sitting. I get a quick drink then go to the hall that connects the two rooms. There’s a second bedroom turned office that’s off the hallway; I stand in the doorway to the office, knowing J will soon come looking for me.