But Amy soon mentioned that she had to leave since she had an hour drive ahead of her.But Amy soon mentioned that she had to leave since she had an hour drive ahead of her. I suggested at that point that she could stay with us. I asked if she had eaten yet, and when she replied that she had not, I invited her up to our place for a sandwich and a beer. It was very late, and we had had a few drinks, so the stairway seemed even narrower and longer than it really was. Amy stumbled on the stairs, and I caught her, placing my hands on her round ass. She didn't seem to mind as I felt her bottom, my fingers lingering in their place a little longer than necessary. I knew at that point that Amy had a pretty good idea why we had invited her upstairs, and that there was going to be no need to make any sandwiches at all. We entered the apartment, and Dan turned on the stereo. Led Zeppelin filled the apartment, drowning out the noise from the few remaining patrons downstairs. The music also served to muffle the moans later on, but I digress.. Since this has been a fantasy of ours for a long time, we had definite ideas of how to begin. First of all, since we didn't know Amy very well, we decided it would be a good idea for us to begin with a shower, especially since we had all been dancing all evening and were a little sweaty. Amy didn't seem to mind, and we began to undress her. I unzipped the long zipper down her back, and Dan pulled the tight fabric off one shoulder, then the other. |