"So, do you want to come over for a few beers?" I asked.
"Sure," Nicole smiled as she slipped on her jacket.
"OK," I responded as I zipped up my jacket. Nicole and I had gone out for a few beers after a stressful Friday at work. Since we hadn’t gotten to the bar until almost 11:00, we didn’t have time to get really drunk like we wanted to do. So I had invited her to my apartment for some beers to finish getting drunk. Surprisingly, Nicole agreed.
"Ready?" Nicole asked me.
I nodded and led the way out of the restaurant. I opened the door, and held it for Nicole. She slipped out into the cool spring air. The smell of the budding plant life refreshed me as we walked to our cars.
"Do you want a ride, or do you want to follow me?" I asked.
"I’ll follow you, OK?" Nicole responded.
"OK."
I slipped into my car and started it up. I flipped on my parking lights and waited for Nicole to turn on her lights. As soon as she turned on her lights I slowly eased out of my parking space and headed for the parking lot exit. I watched in the rear view mirror as Nicole’s car swung in behind me. I couldn’t believe she was actually following me. I half expected her to head the opposite direction as we pulled out of the parking lot. I headed out to the interstate with Nicole following. I drove to my apartment carefully monitoring Nicole’s car so we wouldn’t get separated. Even when I swung into my parking lot, I still couldn’t believe Nicole had followed me. I pulled into a spot as Nicole parked a few cars down.
Nicole was already out of her car by the time I got out of mine.
"So this is where you live," She said as we walked up the row of garages.
"Yup, that apartment right there," I said as I motioned to my dark apartment. A soft breeze ruffled through the trees. Water from a melting snow pile trickled down the runoff ditch. I reached the security door and let us in.
"Oh, these are nice," Nicole said as we walked up the stairs.
"Yeah, I like it here," I said as I opened the door to my apartment. I stepped in and turned on the hall light. Nicole followed me in. I shut the door and locked it. I stepped into the kitchen and turned on the lights.
"This is a nice apartment," Nicole said as she studied my apartment. "Nice calendar."
I turned and noticed Nicole was studying my Sports Illustrated swimsuit calendar. I shrugged and smiled as I took off my jacket. Nicole slipped out her jacket and handed it to me. I opened the closet and hung up both of our jackets.
"I’m dying of thirst over here," Nicole teased.
"OK, OK," I said as I pulled open the refrigerator and pulled out a couple of bottles of beer. I opened a drawer and retrieved an opener and popped off the tops. I handed one to Nicole. She took a long drink from the bottle.
"That hits the spot," Nicole said.
"Oh yeah," I responded as I walked into the living room and flicked on the stereo. Nicole followed me and surveyed my apartment. Nicole reached over and pulled off the pair of boxing gloves I had hanging on the wall. I watched as she slipped one of them over her hand.
"Do you want to box?" Nicole teased as she gently punched me in the arm. "C’mon, put ’em up."
Nicole circled me, throwing light punches against me. I blocked her shots and she began to punch more aggressively. Nicole was laughing as she continues to lightly pummel me with her punches.
"C’mon, show me what you got," Nicole taunted. She threw another punch that hit me in the hand. Some beer spilled from my bottle. "Oops, sorry." Then Nicole returned to hitting me.
"Give me a glove," I asked.
"No," Nicole said as she turned her attention to trying to slide on the other glove. "Dale, help me. I can’t get this glove on."
Nicole held out her hand for me to slide the glove over her hand. Nicole smacked the gloves together. The sound of popping leather filled my apartment. Nicole started circling me again. She began to throw light punches at me. I countered and blocked her punches. I was trying to be careful not to hurt her. Nicole was giggling hard as she boxed me.
"C’mon now. Don’t make me hurt you," I said to Nicole. She laughed and smacked me in the chest. She was throwing her punches with a little more force now. I had to become more forceful in my attempts to block her punches. Nicole started hitting harder.
I decided to put an end to this. The next time Nicole threw a punch into my chest, I grabbed her arm and held it. Nicole shrieked as she tried to pull her arm free.
"Dale, let go!" Nicole fought to get free from my grasp. She started to hit me with her free hand. I turned and caught her other hand. Nicole pulled hard attempting to get away. The combination of her struggling to get free and the effects of the beer caused me to lose my balance. Locked together we careened into my coffee table.
For an instant, I thought we were going to fall. Somehow, working together in the midst of our struggle, we regained our balance. Nicole had managed to get her one hand free and started hitting me again. I move towards her to try to grab her arm. She retreated as she kept up her punches. I continued my pursuit. She retreated up against the patio door. I had her trapped. I moved in and grabbed her arm. Nicole shrieked and giggled as she fought to get her arms free. She was remarkably strong. I had her pinned against the patio door. Her arms captured by mine.
"Got you," I said.
"We’ll see about that," Nicole said as she pushed me. I lost my balance and stepped back. My leg hit the chair and I fell. I held on to Nicole and she fell down with me. We landed right in the middle of my living room. Nicole landed on top of me.
I had released her arms to try to break my fall. Nicole quickly realized her arms were free and started punching me again. I quickly grabbed her and rolled her over.
"Oh no!" Nicole shrieked as I pinned her on her back. I quickly rolled on top of her and pinned her arms against the floor. Nicole tried to pull her arms free. I moved her arms down, pinning them at her side. I quickly slid on top of her and sat up. I slid down so I was sitting on her waist. I pulled her arms in under my legs. I squeezed my legs together to pin Nicole’s arms against her body.
Satisfied that Nicole couldn’t move her arms, I released my grip on her forearms. Nicole tried to pry her arms away from my legs. She couldn’t move. I had her pinned to well. Nicole paused for a moment before trying to kick herself free with her legs. I brought down more of my weight on Nicole’s waist. She quickly realized that she was trapped.
"Dale, let me up," Nicole pleaded.
"Will you stop hitting me?" I asked.
"Of course," Nicole giggled.
"Liar," I responded.
"Please, Dale. I promise I won’t hit you," Nicole said.
"I’m not taking any chances," I responded. I reached over to the coffee table and grabbed my beer. My throat was dry from this struggle. The cool beer washed down easily.
"Hey, where’s my beer?" Nicole asked. Nicole looked up trying to see were she had set her beer. "Get my beer for me, please."
I looked up and saw Nicole’s beer sitting on my drafting table. I leaned over to get it for her. Nicole kicked her legs again in an attempt to escape. I quickly brought my weight down on her. Nicole continued to struggle.
"I’m not letting you up," I said as Nicole struggling stopped.
"Dale, I’m thirsty. Please get my beer for me," Nicole pleaded.
"OK, but don’t try anything," I said as I leaned over again. I was ready for Nicole to put up another fight. However, she remained still this time. I grabbed her beer and adjusted my position on top of Nicole.
"Give me a drink," Nicole asked.
"Sit up a bit," I said as I lowered her beer bottle.
Nicole sat up slightly. I lowered the bottle to her lips. When she had her lips wrapped around the mouth of the bottle I slowly tipped it up. Nicole took a few drinks. I didn’t realize when she finished and kept the bottle tipped.
Nicole moaned as she tried to indicate she finished. I pulled the bottle away a little too late. Beer splashed down Nicole’s cheek. Some more splashed on her neck.
"Dale!" Nicole shrieked.
"Don’t worry, I’ll get it," I said as I looked around for something to wipe up the beer with. I didn’t have anything.
"C’mon, wipe this off," Nicole ordered.
"Just a second," I said. I suddenly had an idea. I slipped off my tie and started unbuttoning my shirt.
"That’s not what I had in mind," Nicole said.
"I’m going to use my shirt to wipe up the beer," I said. I still would have my T-shirt.
I pulled of my shirt. I leaned over Nicole and wiped the spilled beer from her cheeks. Nicole tilted her head back and I dried her neck as well. Nicole squirmed a little under me.
"Thanks," Nicole said. "I thought you were going to take advantage of the situation."
"Oh, how so?" I responded.
"Well, I am kind of helpless," Nicole teased. "You could do anything you wanted."
"Yeah, I could," I said as I turned her comment in my mind. I glanced down at Nicole’s shirt. I could unbutton her shirt and play with her tits. She wouldn’t be able to stop me. I looked up and saw Nicole was studying me.
"What are you thinking about?" Nicole asked.
"Oh, nothing," I lied.
"I know better than that. You were thinking about unbuttoning my shirt. Weren’t you?" Nicole commented. She squirmed under me, sticking her chest out. She was teasing me.
I smiled and held her down. I watched her chest as she squirmed. She was a great tease. I lowered my hands to her sides and lightly rubbed her stomach.
"Nicole, you’re teasing me." I commented. "In your position, do you think that is wise?"