When it comes to going out with my buddies, I have always been the consummate "wing man". In every group of women there always seems to be one or two who stand out (purely from a physical standpoint). Those are the women that my pals go for, while I entertain their friends for the rest of the night.
This one night I was with one of my friends at a club, and we noticed two girls sitting at a table across the room. My buddy started making eye contact with one of them, and brought me along when he approached her to make his "move". I was there to distract her friend while my buddy was giving his girl his best lines.
After a few minutes my friend and Tracy left the table to go dance. I was left to chat with Tracy's friend, Tina. Although we didn't notice it when we first saw them from across the floor, it became obvious when we got to the table that Tina was a "little person".
It was also apparent that Tina had consumed a couple of drinks before I got to the table. She was all smiles and cheer, initially, laughing at every stupid little joke I made. While our friends were off on the dance floor I ordered Tina another drink, and we got to talking a little more. I don't know if it was the booze or my innate ability to get people to open up to me, but before long Tina was telling me her life story.
While we were talking, I noticed that despite her short stature, Tina was actually well proportioned. She had a B-Cup, but on her tiny frame it made her tits appear to be larger than average. As she continued to pour out her life story, I found myself staring at her cleavage, and feeling a little bit of a stirring in my pants. I wasn't sure if I actually found Tina attractive, or the thought of the novelty of having sex with such a tiny woman.
In any event, Tina was bemoaning the fact that she was 26 years old, and had only had sex with two men in her entire life: one was the boy who she gave her virginity to, and that was a one-night stand; and the other was a guy she dated for about a year but who had dumped her a couple years before. For clarification, I had to ask, and Tina confirmed that she hadn't had sex in close to two years.
Just about then my buddy Mike and Tracy returned, and he informed me that we would be taking the girls home. Mike had driven that night, so I was kinda stuck, but wasn't really minding it as much this time because I was strangely attracted to Tina.
Mike drove us back to his place, but not before stopping off at the liquor store to pick up some more alcohol. When we got to his apartment, Mike turned on some jazz music and fixed the girls some drinks. Tina and I went out onto the deck to give Mike and Tracy some privacy. We were sitting on some chairs next to each other, when out of the blue, I just leaned over and kissed her. Somewhat to my surprise, Tina kissed me back.
I turned my chair so that I could face her more easily and we began kissing in earnest. Our tongues were probing each other's mouths, while my hand caressed her thigh. After several minutes of this, I remembered that Mike and Tracy were just on the other side of the sliding glass door, and I was wondering if they had been watching. I broke my kiss with Tina, and turned to look, and noticed that Mike and Tracy were nowhere in sight. It was obvious to me that Mike had already gotten Tracy into his bedroom.
Mike lived in a one-bedroom apartment, so that left Tina and I with either the living room couch or the floor. I took Tina by the hand and walked her back into the living room. I sat down on the couch and pulled Tina down next to me so that we could continue what I figured would be nothing more than a prolonged make-out session.
