I’ve recently been hanging out with my friend from work a lot more, and I’ve become pretty close to her and her boyfriend. They share a large apartment with two other guys. Lately, I’ve been going to their place a lot more, as we’ve become closer friends. One of those two housemates is a musician who’s moderately famous in our local music scene. Let’s call him Jon. He’s like 5’11” or so, average build and is a singer and guitarist. He’s very charming, is a quirky dresser and is unconventionally handsome. We had hung out as a group several times, but neither of us really paid much attention to the other.
Last Saturday, my friend and I decided to have a girls night out because her boyfriend was out of town. Let me describe myself. I’m Indian, 5ft tall, very busty and have really curly hair. On this night, I was wearing this red lace top through which you could clearly see my black bra.
We ended up getting moderately sloshed and stumbled back to her place, ready to pass out. Jon was hanging out in the living room, crushing some weed, talking to the other roommate. He looked up when we entered the room, and immediately looked down through my top. I didn’t blame him; I was expecting that reaction from most straight men.