A Visit to [M]y [F]riend’s New Apartment

*[This is my first attempt at writing erotic literature, so feedback is greatly appreciated!]*

**A Visit to My Friend’s New Apartment**

Penny had been in a long-term long-distance relationship since shortly before we had met. And yet, we had never stopped us from flirting. Sometimes our flirting was done knowingly, as a joke between two close friends. We would hit-up college parties together and pretend to be a couple, making up absurd identities for each other to play. I would pretend to be an international student from Germany, for example, who studied architecture who also had a furniture fetish. She would play a local stripper who was only stripping as a way to raise money for veterinary school. It was quite fun.

But sometimes our flirting felt dangerous. There were at least two (three?) times we started the night sober-cuddling in a fairly platonic way and eventually ended up drunk-cuddling in a way that felt, well, less platonic. And once, after doing edibles with a group of friends, our warm embrace slowly turned into us stroking each other’s arms which led to me tickling her back and her caressing my neck. Our foreheads were touching and our eyes were locked and I’m pretty sure if there weren’t four other people there one of us would’ve leaned in for a kiss.