Everything was set for the party tonight. The coffee table had over a dozen DVDs strewn across it, there was popcorn, chips and other snacks on the counter in the kitchen, but above all the refrigerator was stocked full. Wine coolers for the lightweights, beer and Schnapps for the moderates, and for the ones who really knew what they liked, there was vodka, tequila, and my personal favorite, Bacardi O. That bottle was strategically placed above the orange soda, which I noticed as I made the once-over to make sure I had everything.
This is what happened with my friends and I whenever one of us had our parents gone. The host would let everyone else in on when it would be, and then find the alcohol. It wasn't like a high school swingers club where we slept with each other's girlfriends or something, we would just come and have fun. We'd watch movies, play games, talk, and so on. That may sound kinda boring to some, but you know how high school kids are, get some booze in them and everything is the funniest thing in history.
In my head I went over the list of those who I was expecting. Most of my friends were going to be coming, but I was really looking forward to seeing Hana. Hana has been my best friend since the two of us started junior high 5 years ago. Her family moved here from Tokyo at that time. She didn't know that much English back then, but now her English was perfect, and she had just a hint of an accent.
Hana was about 5' 3" and had spiky black hair. She wasn't anything extreme like those Asian pornstars or anything, but she was perfect for me. The had a long slender face with a little button nose and brown eyes. Her body didn't have the long legs and huge tits that most guys look for. She had rather small breasts for her size, I would assume she was a size 34 B. she also didn't have that flat stomach that a lot of guys look for. She was not fat, or even chubby for that matter, but she had the look of a girl who had minimal fat, but did not work out for the tone most girls demand.
I checked my watch and cracked open a 'Mike's Hard Lemonade' to get myself ready for the party. It was about 8:30, and everyone was bound to show up soon. In my head I thought about who would come. I had about four of five of my buddies coming for sure, and if they were coming then their girlfriends were. Then if Hana was coming, about six or seven of her friends would be too. But if she wasn't then it'd be just two or three, the ones that Hana said were interested in me.
I guess you could say I'm attractive. I'm not a virgin and I haven't been for a long time. Neither me or Hana ever had problems getting dates, but Hana could have been the biggest cunt in the world and guys would still be kicking down the door for her. I sometimes wonder if her being Asian had much to do with my feelings for her, and I know it did, but I thought that my feelings were much more than that.
I thought about the time when I realized I had feelings for her. It was a relative shock to me, I mean it's my best friend I'm talking about! The one person that would ever come close to being a sister to me! But then again it seemed to make sense that my first real crush was my best friend. But when you realize that in the early years of high school, it tends to make things a little weird. Now that we were seniors I'd had enough time to subside my emotions for her in public and restrict them to my bed or shower.
I was snapped out of my reverie when I saw a Grand Am pull up. It belonged to Jack. He was the guitarist with my band back in 9th grade, but once that went under we remained friends. From the sound of it he had the usual buddies over. I greeted them at the door and more people started arriving after that, one after the other. A car filled with girls arrived, and my stomach shifted uncomfortably. I saw Hana hop out of the passenger seat, that beautiful smile stretched across her face, that wonderful laugh filling the air around her. She was wearing a really tight pair of grey acid washed jeans with a purple blouse with a few buttons opened to show herself off, which was something she normally didn't do.
When everyone was inside we decided to just hang and talk for a while, the drinks dispatched accordingly. After about two or three hours of sick stories from the guys and gossip from the girls (as I said, just a bunch of drunk kids laughing together), we decided to watch a movie. I asked everyone what they wanted to watch, and after a round of title shouting, two rounds of arguing, a vote and then more arguing, the lights were low and the movie finally was in the DVD player. After I placed had the movie going I look back to my living room to see both couches and the loveseat taken. All that was left was a relatively large chair, and take three guesses as to who was sitting in it. Hana looked like she was paying no attention to me as I walked up to the chair. She looked so sexy. She had one leg draped over the side, and the way she leaned back just exposed a bit of cleavage from her blouse.
"Hey, Hana, move over," I said, shoving her leg off the arm of the chair.
"No, fuck you!" she retorted playfully, as the others yelled for us to shut up. I attempted to sit down next to her on the chair but after about five minutes of struggling, the previews were coming to a close and we had to fix this dellema. But Hana took care of that for me very suddenly.
"Here—" She said, and then she quickly stood and sat in my lap. As if my heart wasn't beating fast enough. "There," She said. She propped her legs on the left armrest while wrapping her arm around my neck. I had to take in a deep breath. Her breasts were right in front of my eyes, and I was suddenly aware of my cock beginning to wake as her ass pressed against my crotch. I tried to act cool about it, so I laid a hand on her knee. I thought I felt it twitch, but I wasn't sure.
"You ok, Trent?" Hana asked me, looking into my eyes.
"Yeah," I say, and we settle down to watch the teen comedy. It was one that I rented, something about a bunch of high school guys our age trying to have sex and failing, sometimes with comedic results. I don't really know the whole plot, I wasn't really paying attention. I was going crazy trying to keep my cock down, which was impossible at one point.
A particularly sick joke involving semen and a cup of beer was made, and in her disgust Hana turned her head and huddled into my neck, gripping her body against mine. She even pulled her legs up to nearly wrap her whole body around me. Now the hand on her knee was pressed against her torso.
I felt her breath on my neck. I felt her breasts against my chest. Her hands behind my head. I tried to move my hand, and I felt her breast. She wasn't wearing a bra, and I felt She looked up so quickly, I thought she was going to slap me. But she didn't move. She locked eyes with me. God, I could swim in those brown eyes forever.
Then she slowly moved her hand to mine resting against her chest. She took my hand in hers. My breathing came in quiet, shallow huffs. She kept her eyes on me, and laid my palm onto her breast. I was just big enough to fill my hand. My cock sprang to life underneath her ass, giving her a turn to gasp. I looked to my left and saw that two of Hana's girlfriends were watching us intently, so I moved Hana to her original position and we returned to the movie.
