I was going out on a date with a girl I had been dating for a few weeks. She was nice and pretty and I like being with her, but she didn't do it all for me. But I like to date and fuck so...
She got into my truck "hey we are going to meet my friends tonight."
"Do they have big titties?"
She just stared at me.
"It was a joke." I said and then quietly to myself I said "I hope they have big titties."
We get to the bar and I relies we are meeting another couple, you and a man.
"This is not, meeting your friends, this is a double date."
"But both of them are my friends. So it is both."
"ough."
The bar was dark so I couldn't see you very well but you are about the same height and looked a lot like the girl I was dating. The more we talk the more I could not get over how much they look alike.
"She looks a whole lot like you."
"She should she's my sister."
"Ok! Again, not friend! A doubly date with your sister!"
"And ex-boyfriend." She said with a smile. And then in a quiet voice "Or maybe he was my ex-husband."
I just stood there dumfounded. When I came back to myself I said. "Ok. I need the whole story here. This is a crazy wearied situation you just put me in. Why are we here and why didn't you tell me?"
"I told my sister about you and she wanted to meet you and he follows her around like a puppy."
"Fuck I need another drink." I say as I go to the bar. You get up and follow me there.
"Your cute." You say to my back.
"Yes, thanks you." I reply
"Really!? I say you cute and you say "Yes!" Is that really what you think about yourself?"
"Um. Yes and no. I didn't know that is what you said. I thought you asked if I was having a good time and I was just being polite. But yes, I think I am cute."
"So you're not having a good time with us and you are arrogant? This is not any better you know."
It is loud in here so I lean in to apologize. I naturally put my hand on your hip and say "This is not the date I was expecting. I'm sorry for not having a better time. But I'm cute and frankly so are you." I pull back and smile.
You smile and roll your eyes. Then you look down at my hand that is still on your hip. You grab it like it's a smelly fish and drop it, turn and walk off.
"Well this night is getting better and better."
By the time I get back to the group I can tell I'm the odd man out. The ex is getting really drunk and neither of you will talk to me. As the night moves on I can see you try to get frisky with your date and he is too drunk to reciprocate. I just sit there and watch you get horny. You are all but jerking your date off right there. Your sister, my date, will have nothing to do with me because you told her I said you were cute.
We go outside to get away from the crowd and we sit at a round table boy girl boy girl, so you and I are now sitting next to each other. We are all very drunk now and my leg touches your leg. You look at me and I give a half hearted smile, but to my surprise you give me a nice smile and a wink back.
Now I'm drunk and very confused. I have no idea what the wink meant but I know what I wanted it to mean. I didn't know until you crossed your legs and slipped your foot behind my calf and started moving it up and down. You saw this made very excited and you could see a little sweat form on my head. You could tell your sister was so drunk she could not see what was happening so you then ran your hand on my leg. With this I think it is open season and put my hand on your legs and start to see what you let me do. I run my hand down to you knee and try to find my way under your skirt, but you legs are crossed and I can't get anywhere.
You uncross your legs and say "I'm getting kind of worm."
Your sister asks if you want to go back inside and we both quickly say "NO!" a little to loud. We are all very drunk and she doesn't notice.
