Katie and I had been friends since high school. We tried dating once, which didn't work out. I think that was a crying damn shame but it's another story. This story is about how we became more than just friends.
Katie and I were hanging out watching a movie on the couch when she looks at me and says, "So..." with a smirk on her face and a twinkle in her eye that I'd never seen before. I'm thinking she might have some juicy gossip on someone we know. I play along.
"So..."
Out of nowhere she straddles my lap, grins, puts her hands on my shoulders and says, "I want to tell you a story." I placed my hands on her thighs and rubbed them as she recounted the time she snuck into a bathroom at work and pleasured herself the morning after having an erotic dream, all the while tracing figures on my chest with her finger. I moved her hands to her hips and she adjusted herself, pressing our pelvises tighter.
I felt myself begin to stiffen as she ground against my hips and laced her hands behind my neck. "What did you think of my story?" she asked.
"I think you should come here," came my reply as I leaned in and kissed her. I felt her warmth on my burgeoning erection and she began to lift my shirt. Once my shirt was off Katie began to kiss my neck and chest then removed her shirt, grabbed the back of my head and arched her back, forcing my face into the cleavage revealed by her dark blue bra. I kissed and fondled her breasts for a few minutes then turned her body and laid her on her back on the couch.
I kissed down Katie's neck and chest. I kissed her stomach, lingering and running my tongue around her belly button then licking to the top of her jeans. I unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans as I kissed her stomach and, without a word, she lifted her hips so I could ease her pants off.