Just Keep Swinging - Sex Stories

Just Keep Swinging

... now twenty-two. Almost expecting me to know who Izzy was. I've heard plenty about her, but never seen a picture.

"Where?" I turn my head, my eyes scanning the room, I need to know who this girl is. "There with the stick insect of the girl." She bitched. As over the room at the bar were two women with their arms wrapped around each other's back. They were clearly announcing that they were a couple. Izzy was certainly a pretty looking woman.

"Come on, let's get these down our gullet, and move on." I confidently declared, not wanting to waste the drinks.

Sarah nodded and picked up her glass, and then started to chug down the wine. I smiled and then joined her. It had been a year since I tried to down a glass of wine. It's not something that I would approve of. But nor was I going to waste the wine.

That's how we ended up at the other end of town in yet another bar, downing vodka shots. That was easier. Sarah was not ready for Izzy to have moved on so quickly. Emotionally or physically. I was really now too old to drink this much vodka. But I was having fun, I also knew that I was going to regret it in the morning.

After seeing Izzy, it was then that she became tactile with me all whilst we were talking about everything and nothing. Her hands were touching me, stroking my leg under the table, and then when I came back from the toilets, she gently ran her fingers across my face. I found myself studying her drunken eyes that were trying to focus on mine. Her elbows ...

... were leaning on the table, her lips getting closer and closer to me. She was clearly reaching out to me. I had drunk two glasses of wine and was halfway through my second double vodka and coke. I was having a good time.

I moved back a little, making a bit of space between us, almost being sensible. I couldn't help it.

"I need another ciggy." I declared, grabbing my bag. I hoped it did not break the spell, it had been like twenty minutes since my last. She smiled and nodded as she again joined me outside. I couldn't help it, if I was drinking, I was definitely smoking. No ifs, but plenty of butts in the ashtray. She reached out for my hand as I went through the door, I grabbed it and practically pulled her into me once we were outside. I knew it was a mistake, our bodies collided. I wasn't expecting her to be so close to me before we looked up at each other, our lips touched, and we kissed.

It was a passionate kiss. It felt amazing. Her hands cupped my buttocks squeezing me tightly through my jeans as she pulled me firmly against her. Our tongues were soon locked deep within our mouths. There was a release going on from both of us. A pent-up passion. It was delightful. She was amazing. My cigarette would have to wait.

***

"Oh Mary, this one is very pretty."

John's voice danced across the hallway through the open door and swirled around my brain through the hungover fog. "Oh yes. She is." That was all I could think of. I should have warned him. A smile crept ...