"Do you want some shorts or something?" Tom asked her. He figured she'd want to get more comfortable.
"Shorts would be perfect," she smiled. She loved how well Tom knew her.
She followed him into his walk in closet. He was happy to have her in private. He grabbed some soft white athletic shorts that were way too small for him and one of his cut off muscle shirts. Tom knew her body would look effortlessly amazing in this outfit -- he'd seen it on her before during one of their "platonic" sleepovers. Trying to hide his lust, he gave her clothes and moved to the other side of the closet to give her space to undress.
"How are you feeling?" He asked her as he fumbled on his rack looking for a hanger for her catsuit.
"I'm fine," she giggled. "A little drunk."
"Yeah I can see that," he rolled his eyes.
"That's why I'm checking on you. I know sometimes when you're a little buzzed you can get a little flirty... unintentionally"
"Well.. Tom.. I realize the vibe has changed" she was almost finished changing. She stood in the mirror and pulled her hair into a high ponytail as she continued her thought, "I'm not against it... but I have two concerns."
He looked at her perfect round ass filling out those shorts as she talked. Of course she wasn't wearing a bra, so the cut out tshirt revealed a sexy amount of side boob. Tom started to get fully erect, so he picked up her catsuit to hang up turning to the side to try to conceal the lethal weapon poking out of his shorts.
"My first concern is safety. I need to know you're gonna have my back," she walked closer to him and grabbed his huge dick. "My second is well... I've always wanted to know what this feels like... but I don't want to make it weird."
Tom couldn't help himself. He pressed her against the wall and tongue kissed her passionately while wrapping his hand around the hand she was using to hold his dick. He began to squeeze her hand and she took instruction immediately and gently squeezed his dick. He let her hand go and pushed into her shorts with his fingers.
"You're so fucking wet," he said as he kissed her on her neck.
She moaned and he began to choke her "shut up," he growled. He didn't want the guys to hear her.... yet.
Immediately, she got even wetter and he felt her all over his hand causing this animalistic urge to come over him. He took his hand out of her shorts, yanked her head back with her hair and forced his pussy coated fingers into her mouth until she gagged on his fingers.