A Year From Hell - Sex Stories

A Year From Hell

... be an example of where my mother was right. That was rude. I spoke without thinking." Andrea kept her head down on the glass of wine that was sitting between her legs on the lounger. She spun the glass around as she scolded herself for being so rude to Lexie. This was their first time talking, and Andrea hated to think that she had ticked Lexie off already. "It's okay. You surprised me, but it is no big deal. I find you refreshing. There is no worrying whether you are going to lie to me or not. So many people have lied to me in my life, and I like the fact that you say what needs to be said." Lexie ran her hand on Andrea's lower leg until she looked up and smiled. "So, I take it you have no boyfriend out there partying without you?" Andrea asked, once again chipper. "No, no boyfriend, no girlfriend, no friend friend," Lexie said dryly. "Oh, come on," Andrea said as she brought her heal back against Lexie's leg. "You can't sit here and tell me you have no friends. I've seen them come and go from your house." "Alright, yes, I have friends. But sometimes friends aren't enough. You know how that is. You are here with me tonight instead of out partying with your friends. Sometimes we need more than what a friend can give us." Lexie sat her beer in among the ice so it was out of the way. She pulled her legs up from under Andrea's and raised them up over the seat. Then she straightened them back out so they were now lying on top. Her hand reached for her beer and pulled it back ...

... between her legs. "Is that better?" Andrea smirked. "It will be as soon as you start massaging them awake. They are all tingly," Lexie slurred. Andrea lowered her glass between her legs and moved both hands up to Lexie's thighs. She let her hands grip the tight muscles before relaxing them and sliding along the length of Lexie's upper legs. "Surely you had invitations to parties tonight. I can't imagine you not getting swarmed by people if they knew you were available tonight." When Andreas's eyes landed on Lexie's, she almost lost her breath from the intensity of her eyes. At first, Andrea thought it was anger at her words. But it only took a moment for Lexie's look to register in Andrea's mind and get her body reacting, as it should. "Yes, I could walk into a club and have anyone I want, and in my past, I did that. But that life was just as lonely as this one. People may have always surrounded me, but they weren't my friends. They weren't there for me when my world collapsed." Lexie drank the last of her beer, raised the empty bottle over her head, and threw it out against her garage. She heard it burst apart at its impact and fall to the concrete drive. Her arm fell in her lap, and her head dropped against the seat. Andrea lowered her legs and pulled herself up closer to Lexie. She brought both hands up and wrapped them around Lexie's face. Her thumbs moved across her cheeks and wiped away the tears that slid down. "Do you want a friend, Lexie?" Andrea asked softly. Lexie ...