It was last minute, after a long evening with the group, that we decided to go out and have a drink. We made up our minds on a fun little escapade up to the hills in order to see the stars. It was supposed to be just hanging out, having a drink or two, but things change.
We had a fun flirty ride up the twisting roads to the lookout. We'd been friends for awhile now, and I had always had a feeling of magnetism toward him. His personality fit with mine so well. We were strictly friends with a little underlying sexual tension built in. Both married, it was out of the questions to take things any further, especially since we were all such good friends. But when it had been suggested that we spend some time alone together I jumped at the chance. We made small talk about music, movies and tales about our own "good times", anything to avoid the growing anticipation of our final destination. I for one didn't know what would happen once we got there.
After a bit of off road adventuring I found myself staring at a picturesque view of the valley below and the stars above. Grabbing sweaters and the liquor we headed out to have a seat near the edge of the cliff. We laughed and talked and lay on our backs enjoying the view of the constellations. Everything was beautiful but it was quickly turning chilly. I hadn't anticipated the temperature to be quite that low. I sat up and rubbed my arms in a weak attempt to warm up. I wasn't about to say anything, but I didn't really have to, he got up and walked to the jeep and got an extra jacket he had in the trunk. Wrapping it around me, he sat behind me so I could lean back on him. I felt his arms wrap around me as I leaned against his hard chest. He felt so nice and warm. It was quiet for awhile, then we started small talk again, but that soon turned into sexual innuendo. I felt my adrenaline rush, wishing and imagining the naughty things we joked about coming true. I could feel his breath on my neck and my nipples hardened.