It was the second week after graduating from high school and the parties, barbecues and other celebrations were starting to wind down. I'd been wise and had delayed starting my summer work schedule so I'd been able to attend pretty much everything without having to also squeeze in working. Surprisingly, I wasn't feeling burned out, but part of that was probably sleeping a lot and part was probably the fact that I didn't drink as heavily as some of my friends and classmates. I knew that there would probably only be a few opportunities once the graduation festivities ended to see such big gatherings of my classmates before we all headed off to college or jobs or whatever we had planned so I was trying to attend as many events and see as many people as possible. While I would be attending college, it would be locally, so I wouldn't be going away anywhere.
After seeing almost all the same people at most events, it was nice on this particular evening to see a familiar and friendly face that I hadn't seen in person in a while. Kaylee and I had known each other since we'd started preschool together but had only gone to school together through elementary school. She'd gone to a different middle school and high school but had also graduated a couple of weeks prior. This particular party we were at was being hosted by a mutual friend from back in elementary school so it was no surprise to see her there. We'd been in touch mostly through social media but I couldn't recall the last time I'd actually seen her in the flesh. We embraced, of course, and I realized that I liked feeling her body against mine and it wasn't just because, at eighteen, my hormones were running rampant. I momentarily wondered if, because she was eighteen too, her hormones were equally charged up.
We started catching up and eventually found someplace to sit but it wasn't like we were otherwise antisocial; we had a lot of people we knew join us at various times and each of us got up occasionally to use the bathroom or refill our drink or whatever. As the night wore on, there was definitely a contingent at this party, as there typically was at every party, who were getting as drunk as they possibly could. Mostly it didn't impact us but occasionally somebody pretty drunk would briefly entertain us. Eventually, though, as the crowd in general was starting to thin, they became less entertaining and more obnoxious. After we saw the first episode of puking, those of us who were still mostly sober started talking about leaving. When one drunk started to aggressively hit on Kaylee and I almost had to deck him, we were out the door.
I wasn't really feeling like there was any chemistry going on between us; the night had just been a nice reminder of what a great friend she was and why. Before we parted ways, we were talking about how we needed to get together a lot over the summer before she went off to college.
"I'm having such a great time hanging out with you again," she finally said, "why don't we just head over to my house and keep the night going."
"Your parents will be cool with that?" I asked.
"They're not around," she replied, "so I doubt they'll have any objections."
Again, there was no feeling at this point that something was going to happen between us. If she was thinking that, she was doing a great job of hiding it from me. It was just two friends going to hang out. We each got in our respective cars and I followed her, parking in the street in front of her house while she parked in front of the garage. It had been a while since I'd been inside her house but it didn't look like it had changed much. We went directly to the kitchen and I admit that, as I followed her, I took the opportunity to check out her ass. She was wearing a fairly short, flowery skirt that wasn't tight but it hugged her ass pretty well. It also showed off her thin legs and made them look longer. Her ass was definitely looking pretty nice but it still didn't cross my mind to put the moves on her. I did well enough with the girls and there was that saying about not taking a shit where you eat. Maybe that wasn't completely applicable but the gist was that it wouldn't have occurred to me to risk making an ill-conceived and likely poorly received pass, potentially turning a longtime friendship awkward.
We did a little snacking and made sure to hydrate, even though neither of us had drank very much at the party. It was kind of weird hanging around her kitchen in the middle of the night with no one else in the house; we didn't have to be quiet and she didn't seem concerned about keeping things neat. Eventually, she suggested we go hang out in her room instead, so I followed her down the hall and up the stairs. This time, as I was ascending the stairs behind her, I not only had her ass right there in front of me, but I could see a little more of her leg up under her skirt from below. Had I been invited up to the bedroom of just about any other girl, I might have reached forward and caressed the smooth thigh before me. The thought definitely crossed my mind but I managed to suppress it.
The décor of her bedroom was a bit more mature than it had been the last time I'd been up there, which was no surprise since it had been so long. What was a surprise was when she turned to me, threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. I was not so surprised that I didn't respond immediately, my hands going to her narrow waist as our tongues snaked into each other's mouths. My cock also became instantly rigid and I was initially hesitant to reveal this fact to her until it occurred to me that, since we were in her bedroom and she had initiated this, she shouldn't be surprised. I slipped my hands down to her ass and, as I caressed it through her skirt, I pulled her against me. My shorts were loose enough that she had to have felt the solid mass pressing against her abdomen. Despite being only eighteen, I was well aware that, if my cock was rigid, her pussy was probably dripping. I'd never really considered eating her pussy before but suddenly the thought was in the forefront of my mind. It wasn't going to happen standing there in the middle of her bedroom, so I picked her up and carried her to her bed.
