It was New Year's Eve Day in 2017 and my then girlfriend (now wife) Peyton and I were grabbing snacks and cocktail ingredients in preparation for hosting a NYE pregame later that evening. It would be a small group, just 7 of us, and the group would actually be heading in 3 different directions for the evening.
Allison was one of Peyton's best friends from college and would be stopping by to pregame before meeting up with a different group of friends at a bar across town. John, a good friend of mine from high school, and his girlfriend Giselle would be stopping in for a bit before heading over to another friend's apartment for a larger party. Lastly, Isaac and his girlfriend Leah would be joining for the pregame and also coming out to a local bar with me and Peyton for the night. Isaac was one of my best friends in high school and had been dating Leah for a little over a year at this point. Leah had also gone to high school with us but was 2 years younger so I knew her and had spoken to her a few times but wouldn't say I knew her well. The two of them were driving down from a neighboring state and had booked a hotel room nearby.
As everyone started to arrive, Peyton set out a beautiful charcuterie board that she'd made from scratch and I started mixing up whiskey sours for anybody who wanted one. I'm talking real whiskey sours, bourbon/lemon juice/simple syrup/egg whites, not mixing bourbon with those sugary pre-made sweet and sour mixes. I didn't have a particular reason for choosing whiskey sours as the cocktail of the evening, but it wasn't lost on me as I was mixing them up that I was mixing a well-known aphrodisiac, egg whites, into a strong cocktail on an evening known for relaxing inhibitions.
The pregame unfolded as you'd expect, everyone was chatting, enjoying the food and drink, and getting properly tipsy to prepare for a wild evening of ringing in the new year. It was also incredibly cold outside with a wind chill putting the temperature close to 0 so everyone needed that additional liquor layer before they ventured out into the city. Eventually John and Giselle called an Uber to head to their party, and Allison left shortly after to meet up with her other group of friends, leaving just myself, Peyton, Isaac and Leah.
I'll take a moment here to describe the four of us who were left. I myself am a pretty average guy standing about 6'0" tall and stocky but not overweight. I've got brown hair, a beard, and "striking" blue eyes as most everyone I meet loves to tell me, and I've been described as handsome. Peyton is a gorgeous blonde, thin with nice hips, a round butt, and gorgeous 36D tits that she loves to accentuate. She's got cute freckles and light greenish blue eyes. She's incredibly sexy, and she's a very sexual person, although she generally keeps that between us and is not very open/outward about her sexuality or our sex life. Isaac stands at about 6'4" with brown hair and a well-kept beard. He's a good looking guy with brown eyes and is pretty fit with maybe a little extra cushioning from all the beer he drinks. Leah is a petite blonde with a cute face, brown eyes, a fantastic ass, and tits a little bigger than you'd expect on her small frame. All-in-all we were a good looking group and Isaac and I were damn proud to be showing off the gorgeous blondes on our arms.
After the rest of the group left the pregame, the remaining 4 of us enjoyed one last whiskey sour each, putting us at 3 per person, and bundled up to walk down the street to a local bar that was hosting a NYE party complete with DJ. We were all feeling nice and lubricated and that extra liquor layer definitely helped fend off the cold on the walk over. When we arrived at the bar we immediately checked our coats and made our way to the closest bar tender. Leah noticed a sign on the bar stating that they were serving a special cocktail for the evening that they called the "Naked and Afraid." We all cracked up at the name and since it sounded good I ordered us a round to kick off the evening. Leah commented, "I don't know about 'afraid,' but I could definitely see this cocktail getting me naked!!" before downing the drink in two gulps.
Fast-forward to later in the night, we'd all had quite a few of these cocktails and had made our way upstairs to the dance floor with the DJ. We were having a great time dancing with the girls in a close group and would occasionally switch dance partners for a few seconds then switch back, and the girls would mess around and dance with each other, shimmy on each other, play a little grab-ass with each other, etc. It was all very flirty and you could tell the alcohol had washed our inhibitions away. I was just glad to see the girls were getting along and having a good time since Isaac and I had known each other forever, but this was the first time the girls had ever met and hung out.
At one point Leah said she had to take care of something in the bathroom and that she'd be right back. Her outfit for the evening was a sheer beige jumpsuit, and underneath it she had sort of a lace bralette with matching bottoms that were pretty cheeky, and the intention was that you could see this beige lace bodysuit underneath the sheer jumpsuit. It was a very sexy outfit, and made even sexier by the fact that what she was "taking care of" in the bathroom was removing the bottoms so that she was just wearing a beige lace thong with the bralette and her entire ass was now on display. This of course made Isaac go crazy with lust, and Peyton was also very into it (as was I, of course). I noticed that as they would dance together Peyton would playfully grab a handful of Leah's ass, causing her to laugh and smile playfully. Little did I know that Leah shedding her bottoms in the bar would get the ball rolling on a wild evening.
At one point Isaac and I left the dance floor to go get us all another round of drinks, and somehow in our drunken state ended up in a conversation with a guy who was claiming to be a quarterback on the practice squad of our local NFL team. This distracted us for a good 20 minutes as we asked him to prove it, and was a stupid waste of time other than the fact that it left the ladies on the dance floor dancing with each other, having fun and getting to know each other better. As we made our way back to the girls on the dance floor I saw Leah steal a quick kiss from Peyton just as we got through the crowd to them. I didn't say anything but I was incredibly turned on (obviously) and it seemed like the night kept getting hotter. Peyton just laughed and seemed unfazed, which was expected because she'd had her fair share of drunk makeout sessions with women over the years. As you can imagine, eventually midnight hit and we had a champagne toast followed by an extended makeout session with our respective partners. After a little more dancing we decided to ditch the bar and make our way back to our apartment since it was pretty late and we were all hammered at this point.