Last week I had the most amazing experience. It was totally unexpected but totally brilliant and all I can say is that I can still hardly believe it.
Basically it involved me, my mate Marco and a girl called Lucy who we'd known at college. Lovely Lucy. Oh, yeah ... and her boyfriend.
So what happened was ... last week, which was about a year after having left college, Marco and I met Lucy again purely by chance.
We were in a bar, having a drink when I felt a gentle tap on my arm. I turned and saw Lucy smiling down at me.
'Hey, I thought it was you' she said beaming a warm smile, first at me then Marco.
Lucy's a great girl. Like I said I first met her at college. We were on the same course but not exactly what you'd call friends. She hung around with the hooray set, the ones with nice cars and apartments paid for by mummy and daddy. Me ... I'm just an ordinary run-of-the-mill bozo - same as Marco, and just sort of hung around with my own kind. Shared digs, that kind of scene; beer cans everywhere, dirty plates piled up in the sink. You know what I mean.
So even though we'd said hello a couple of times at college, Lucy and our paths rarely crossed.
Lucy had a boyfriend back then and he was one of those rugby playing 'guy's guys', over-confident, a cocks-man with a brain the size of a peanut. She was a bit of a brainbox. I could never understand what she was doing with him. Well, apart from the size of him and the fact he was loaded.
So although I'd always thought Lucy was gorgeous all I could do was admire her from afar during those college days; a rich, posh, book-ish, blue-eyed, golden-haired blond. Way out of my league basically.
So to say I was surprised when she said hello in the bar would be an understatement. But once my initial surprise passed I did the gentlemanly thing and offered her a seat. Soon we were chatting away like the old friends that we never really were, catching up on how our lives were panning out since graduation.
I remembered her to my mate Marco, and we got another round of drinks. Lucy looked great, dressed in a flowing black dress - the kind with a split up one side so her you could catch glimpses of her thigh when she moved. I tried not to make it too obvious that I'd noticed but it was hard not to look. She had great legs. With her hair piled high, pulled up into a 'bun' and the hoop earings she was wearing, she looked, I dunno, sort of even more sophisticated. Sophisticated and stunning.
Then she got distracted by her phone. I asked her about the guy she used to date.
Yes, she was still seeing him. Damn it. Ha, as if I'd ever have a chance anyway.
My heart sank, especially when he arrived not much later. Peanut-brain hadn't changed at all. He was still a chiselled sod and still loaded. And still irritating, yapping away with all that 'ya, ya, ya' bollocks. I almost wished she hadn't said hello.
But as it turned out things couldn't have worked out better.
After a while, about nine o'clock, hanging out in the bar started to be a drag. Hanging out with Lucy was just frustrating. And I was getting bored listening to peanut-brain talking mindless crap about everything and nothing and started making my excuses to leave. But before I could, Toby (peanut-brain's real name), asked if we'd all like to go back to his place for a while.
Well, Marco was up for it but I wasn't really. I was starting to feel like a bit of a loser every time Peanut-brain yapped on about his perfect life, and was just saying how I had to be up early in the morning when Lucy lolled her head to one side, totally cute, and looked at me with those big eyes of hers. My heart literally skipped a beat. I couldn't say no.
And I'm really glad I didn't.
A half hour later we were in Toby's apartment, a nice place to be fair, with real wooden flooring and expensive looking furniture. Then 'the fun' started.
'The fun' was so amazing that you probably won't believe a word of what happened next. But it's all totally true ...
Me and Marco were sat on a large brown leather sofa, having a chat and a laugh, sipping at a smooth posh wine. The sofa was real leather and the most comfortable I've ever sat on. How the other half lives. No wonder he could pull a girl like Lucy.
The two love-birds were sat, squeezed together into the large matching chair slightly across from us, giggling naughtily about something they'd been whispering to each other for about the last ten minutes.
Suddenly Lucy said she needed to use the bathroom. She got up and sort of swayed past Marco and I, looking both of us full in the eye as she went - a totally horny look that totally changed the whole atmosphere. No smile. From naughty giggler to sexy slut in a single moment.
Me and Marco dropped silent and stayed that way. A minute later she came back ... she must be making fun of us I'd thought until to Marco's and my surprise she flopped down on the sofa between us.
I had to shift slightly as my cock had already stirred at her closeness and she must have noticed because that's when she looked up at me with her head lolled to one side again. This time though she didn't look so cute as she had done in the bar - just incredibly hot.
"Making you nervous is she?" Toby laughed, still sitting in the chair across the room.
To be honest she was. But I wasn't going to tell peanut-brain that.
"It isn't nervousness that I'm feeling right now" I said totally without a hint of a smile - or (cleverly, I thought) a hint of nerves.
"Me neither" I heard Marco almost mumble from the other side of her.
Suddenly the game playing was over.
"Why don't you kiss her then? She wants you to, you know ..." Said Toby staring at us.
I could hardly believe what Toby was saying but didn't need a second opportunity. I'd fancied her for too long.
