Late one night, down at the pub and I was having a beer when I plucked up the courage to go over and talk to this amazingly hot lady who had been sitting on her own the whole night. I thought it odd no-one had tried to talk her up yet but hey, why not. I walked over and asked if any one was sitting next to her. She said no so I sat down and started talking. We chatted for a bit, had a few laughs and a few more drinks before I decided it was getting a bit late. I said I had better head off home, but she kind of sighed as if the night was therefore over.
I asked if she wanted a lift anywhere and she asked where I live. She lived close by so I drove her home. We continued to talk in the car but conversation was random and pointless as we were both quite drunk. We got to her place and I took her upstairs to her apartment. She lived in an OK block but inside her place was much more upper class than I would have thought. She invited me inside so I went in and sat on a luxurious and inviting sofa. I’d thought we’d had enough drinks but she pulled out some vodka and we had a few shots.
It was already past midnight but we were both getting a bit rowdy from the excess of alcohol. The conversation soon turned to sex and I was getting quite turned on talking about it because in this light she looked even better than in the pub. We were already sitting close then she casually laid a hand on my knee after a fit of laughter. That was the sign I needed and I now knew where this was going. She began stroking up and down my thigh and I started to play with her hair. Within second we were in a passionate embrace.
Clothes came off rather quickly and then I finally laid my mind at rest as I’d been wondering if I’d ever seen her before. I noticed her on the cover of a magazine on the floor and “EX... อ่านทั้งเรื่อง
