Lily and I always flirted with each other, going back to high school. She was exactly my type- a short, busty brunette. For various reasons, we never hooked up at all- usually because one of us was seeing someone else and the stars never aligned for me and her. I always regretted it, too, as she had a reputation for giving great blowjobs. But time and college went by, she got married and we just remained friends.
Last Christmas, she invited me to a house party she and her husband were hosting and I replied that I’d be there. I showed up and she looked sexy as hell- tight low cut top, tight skirt, boots- just one helluva a great outfit. We chatted with each other but not to the exclusion of others at the party. At one point, I walked outside to get a beer in the garage- and this is where things got interesting.