This is my first story, and really my first attempt at writing. Any and all criticism is welcome.
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There was no way I was going to make it home tonight.
I kind of knew going in that Mai Tais and Karaoke would lead to my being too drunk to drive the 45 minutes home, and luckily my friends were cool with my staying over. Bill and Wendy lived right near the bar we were drinking at, and had a nice couch for me to crash on. Wouldn't be the first time.
So 1 AM rolled around, the DJ signed off, and we all headed out. Parting ways with the rest of our friends, Bill, Wendy and I headed for Bill's car. Bill had stayed relatively sober because he had to work in the morning (sucker), but Wendy and I were pretty hammered. I'd always gotten along well with her, and it didn't hurt that she was just my type - pretty, petite but with a good set of tits on her small frame. Not that I'd ever try anything - she and Bill had been together since fucking high school. But a little ogling and fantasizing never killed anyone.
After a mercifully quick ride, we got back to the house, and Bill went right to bed, having to be up in like five hours for work. Wendy and I were still raring to go so we busted out the beers and set up a little impromptu beer pong tournament on the back porch. I don't think I had ever seen Wendy this trashed - for a hundred pound girl she could usually hold her liquor pretty well, but she was swaying and slurring pretty blatantly by now.
When it got to be almost three in the morning, I figured it was probably time to wind the party down, so we headed inside and threw the TV on. I plopped on the couch - soon to be my bed - and Wendy sat down next to me. Surprisingly close, actually, and my booze-addled mind immediately started concocting scenarios where she had sat that close for a reason. Thoughts of my good friend Bill sleeping 20 feet away flooded into my mind as I glanced to my left and saw her drunken cleavage just begging me to dive in. In my inebriated state I must have stared a bit too long, cuz as I looked up she was watching me with a smirk. She started cracking up when I turned beat red at the realization of being caught, and gave me a playful smack on the arm, and said "good night, perv" as she headed off to bed.
I had a raging hard-on that I was debating doing something about but I quickly passed out to visions of Wendy's fantastic tight rack.
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Around 6AM I half-woke to the sound of Bill getting ready and heading out to work. He saw me open one eye as he walked by, and just gave me a half-hearted wave and mumbled "stay as long as you like, I won't be back till late." I normally am not comfortable just crashing on my friend's couch when he's not there, but there was no way I was getting up - I had been asleep maybe three hours and the room was still spinning.
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Around 10AM I awoke again, briefly confused as to where I was. I heard Wendy in her bedroom getting out of bed, and glanced over to see her bedroom door open just enough for me to see in. I saw her foot come into view from the side of the bed, and then the rest of her long, thin legs as she slowly stood up and stretched. All she had worn to bed was a tight half-length tank top and her panties. As I watched her stretch, the tank top rode up to right under her pert little tits, and I could see her flat stomach stretching down to her panty-line. My forgotten erection from the night before was back, and much more urgently begging for my attention.
Wendy rubbed her face and turned towards the door. She must have forgotten I was out here; there's no way my buddy's girlfriend would walk around the apartment in her panties if she had known I was here, was there? I pretended to still be asleep as she walked by on her way to the bathroom. Through my mostly closed eyes I could see her staring at me unconcerned - I guess she hadn't forgotten, and just didn't care. OK then. I suddenly remembered that I was laying on my back and the tent in the front of my shorts was probably blatantly obvious to her as she strolled by. Fuck... I hope she bought that I was asleep. My situation didn't get any better as she walked past and I watched her ass through the back of her black panties.
I heard the fridge door open and close as she apparently got herself a drink and then walked back towards her room. As she passed she said "There's towels and shit in the bathroom if you need a cold shower, big guy." Well at least she had a sense of humor about it.
Come to think of it though, a shower did sound good. Maybe I could use the time to take care of my... problem. At the very least wash off the stench of booze and help the hangover. I slowly made my way over to the bathroom and got the shower as hot as I could stand before stripping naked and stepping in.
