Sarah Goes for Drinks
I was awoken by a sudden noise; the distinctive sound of rustling keys outside my apartment door
It must be Sarah
I thought to myself,
but how long has it been? What time is it even?
I reached across my bed to get my phone from the nightstand; it was still open to our conversation from earlier:
Sarah
Hey im going out with a friend. 8:03pm
2 drink max lol
Thats fine! Have fun baby! 8:07pm
God look at the time
I thought to myself seeing that it was almost 1:45, so much for 2 drink max its been over five hours. Sarah finally got the keys in the door and tried sneaking through the living room, tried being the key word. She was stumbling over everything in her path. She made it to my bedroom and didn't bother turning on the lights; I think she thought I was still asleep. I heard her slip out of her clothes and into her typical nighttime outfit of a t-shirt and a pair of my boxers; made obvious by the distinctive creak my drawer has.
Sarah made her way to my bed and slumped on top of me, nuzzling her head into my chest. She starts rocking her hips back and fourth as I start moving my hand up the back of her thigh and onto her ass cheek. My fingertips slide gently down her Crack when suddenly I feel a slick lube-like wetness; my interest is suddenly peaked. I roll her off my chest and onto her back beside me. She's still clearly drunk as I open up her legs using one of my fingers to pull the leg hole from the boxers to the side. What I see next has me very intrigued.
Her pussy is more pink than usual and her labia is puffy and wet. I slide my fingers across her pussy making her hips jolt, clearly it's extra sensitive.
"I'm not the first man to see this little pussy tonight am I?" I asked with a grin.
"No daddy" she slurred back. I slide one finger into her and feel how wet she is.