A Year From Hell - Sex Stories

A Year From Hell

... sleep, let me know, and we can switch them out for a while," Andrea said as she leaned back in front of Lexie. She chuckled at the shocked look on Lexie's face. "What do you think you are doing?" Lexie asked, still shocked at the woman's nerve and brazen attitude. "I am going to sit here with a new friend so that she doesn't end up falling off of the roof in a drunken haze." Andrea pulled her wine out of her bag and sat it between her legs. Her hand went back in the bag until she found the opener in the bottom. She quickly had the cork out of the bottle and a glass of dark wine in one hand. She held the glass up out of the way and tried to get the cap back on the bottle but it kept spinning against her. A hand moved toward her and gripped the bottle to hold it still. Andrea glanced up at Lexie as she tightened the lid on the bottle of wine. When she released her hand off the top, the hand slid forward just enough to wrap around the bottle and pull it off the chair and into the cooler of ice. Lexie had just a hint of a smile on her face as she sat the wine in her cooler. She had only meant to hold the bottle still so Andrea could put the lid on it. It wasn't until her hand wrapped around the bottle that it finally dawned on Lexie where the bottle was resting. When Andrea pulled her hand away, with her eyes locked onto Lexie's, Lexie knowingly slid her fingers all the way around the bottle, barely grazing against the sweats that Andrea was wearing. "Are you always so bold?" ...

... Andrea asked. "No, but I've had enough beer to relax and not care," Lexie said as she pulled Andrea's legs higher up over her thighs. Lexie adjusted her legs to a more comfortable position and kept Andrea's knees against her sides. She lowered her arms down on top of them as she fiddled with her bottle of beer. "It is the not caring that brought me over here. It didn't seem safe to leave you up here by yourself as much as you were drinking tonight. I didn't want to come out the back door tomorrow and find you face down in the grass." Andrea took a drink of her wine, closing her eyes as the cool liquid ran down her throat. "Are you always like this?" Lexie asked. She was shocked at how Andrea always said what was on her mind, seemingly without a filter. "My mom tells me I'm rude. I just smile at her and tell her that I'm a blunter." Andrea started laughing at her own words and made Lexie chuckle along with her. "She asked me if that was some knew lesbian term that she had never heard of. I just told her yes and laughed as she shook her head at me and left the room." "You're gay?" Lexie asked in surprise. "Yes, is that a problem? I know we don't really know each other, but I never would have thought you were someone who was bigoted." Andrea bit her lip as soon as the words were out. This was one of those instances where she spoke before she thought. "I'm not. It just surprised me. And I'm not a bigot." Lexie frowned as she brought her beer up to her mouth. "I apologize. That would ...