Matt, Chris and myself drunkenly ambled through the door at half three, trying our very best to not make too much noise, knowing fully well that the kids would be fast asleep by now. Elise and Sam were in the living room as we entered; the ladies had been out on the town themselves however their night had been drawn to a close significantly earlier. Rikki was also in the living room, once again she had been asked to babysit, and as a 19 year old with an unfortunate lack of ID she accepted. Noticing a space on the couch next to her, I parked my arse before inevitably falling over on account of the vast quantities of whiskey I had consumed. Matt and Elise departed to the bedroom followed by Chris and Sam walking out of the door soon thereafter, leaving just Rikki and myself alone on Matt's sofa.
By this point Rikki and I had been acquainted for roughly five months, an innocuous relationship comprised of friendly greetings and occasional "how're you" small talks. Her ex-boyfriend Adam had at one time been a reasonably good friend of mine, before showing his true colours and alienating everybody. By now the effects of the alcohol were starting to wear thin, but the elevated confidence level that comes with drunkenness remained, allowing me to freely converse with Rikki without fear of embarrassment. My eyes wandered up and down at the rather jovial girl sat beside me, platinum blonde hair, ruby shade lipstick and a tight fitting black t shirt and jeans. Nothing about Rikki screamed unique, however her friendly, flirtatious nature made her a fun person to converse with no matter how minimally. Neither of us being able to sleep, we curled up on the sofa, pulled a blanket our legs for the two of us to share and watched crappy late night TV. Eager to get comfortable as well as establish a nicely platonic level of physical interaction, I reached my arm around her and wrapped around her nice full hips.
Neither of us being particularly tired, nor entertained by any of the television's offerings, we found ourselves laughing and joking for the next hour or so. Due to various interactions in the past, I jokingly referred to her as a racist, a claim she dismissed with hearty laughter. As she laughed away my eyes came to focus on her overall demeanour, her facial expressions and her body language. In the past whenever I'd made a humorous observation, my jokes had been met with more of a giggle, however now she seemed to be really laughing hard, so much so that her body seemed to sink lower into the sofa as she did so. Another thing I noticed was her willingness to interact more forcefully. I kept jokingly nudging her in the arm and then denying that any physical contact had ever taken place to which she responded with small punches to my stomach. I found myself relieved that we were able to enjoy this level of uninhibited flirtatiousness without feeling awkward in the slightest. Eventually when we got sick of the flashing mundanity of the television, we decided to turn it off and try to get some sleep. I peeled myself off our shared sofa and moved towards the other one.
"Oh, is my sofa not good enough!" she called through the darkness.
Grinning to myself I got back up, moving back towards my comfortable position with Rikki. We adjusted our bodies so that we could both comfortably lie down on the sofa, one of my arms wrapped under her and the other wrapping over the top as we silently spooned into the darkness.
After about half an hour Rikki shifted her body, startling me slightly as I had assumed she had fallen asleep.
"Are you awake?" she softly called out, now lying on her back as my arms still wrapped around her soft midsection.
"Yeah, I can't sleep" I replied.
Slowly and carefully, Rikki once again adjusted so that she was now facing me, our legs intertwined and my hands resting comfortably by her ass. Staring at her close up features in the darkness, I felt an overwhelming urge to plant a kiss on her lips. I inched my face towards her and found myself pleasantly surprised to find myself kissing her much sooner than expected, as I had leaned in for a kiss she had been thinking the same thing, causing our lips to meet in an impulsive embrace. Taking a minute to register what had just happened, I grinned before leaning in for a succession of sweet, tender kisses, enjoying the taste of her soft lips. My hands began to run along the small of her back, drawing invisible shapes and patterns as our mouths intermittently interlocked. Slowly, my lips moved away from her mouth and softly planted kisses down her neck, causing her to coo softly as her hands began to play with the back of my hair. Sensing the collective sexual arousal in the room growing, my fingers impatiently tugged at the bottom of her shirt as I began to kiss her more feverishly on the neck and collarbones. She began to reciprocate, burying her face into my neck, nibbling excitedly. My erection ached through the fabric of my jeans and I felt my hips gyrate, desperately eager to enter Rikki's pussy.
Eventually, I rolled Rikki on top of me as she continued to devour my neck. Once again my fingers reached for the back of her shirt and after momentarily pulling her face away from me, she complied, pulling her tight fitting black top off to reveal a white lace bra, barely concealing her sizeable tits. Pulling Rikki close to me I kissed down her neck and to the tops of her velvet soft boobs, the sensation causing her lower body to contract with pleasure.
"Take it off" I ordered breathlessly, my hands groping her tits and my pelvis continuing to thrust impatiently.
