Ding dong.
I ring the doorbell at my friend's apartment. My birthday was 8 days ago but her boyfriend's is tonight so we are having a small joint birthday thing. We are both turning 21 so I have come equipped with vodka and orange juice.
The door opens and my friend Jasmine shows me in takes my coat.
"Mmmm, screwdrivers!" she says as she shows me into the kitchen were everyone undoubtedly gathers. I set my stuff on the counter and mix myself a drink.
I look around and there is probably 20, maybe closer to 25, guests between the people in the kitchen and the ones that have spilled out into the living room and balcony to smoke. I know about probably two thirds of the people and the rest must be my Jasmine's boyfriend Dave's friends.
"Julie!' I hear from afar and look in the direction to see my old roommate Monica. We hug and she hands me a present.
"Victoria's secret?" I say looking at the pink striped bag.
"Yea, well I had to get it because it reminded me of you!" she squeals as I push back the tissue paper and pull out a skimpy white bra and panty set with an orchid motif. The orchids are what made her think of me. I am a florist.
"Cute! Thanks Monica!" I say and give her another hug. At this point a few of our girlfriends have gathered because everyone girl gets excited about a Victoria's Secret bag!
"Actually I am going to go try these one and see if they fit." I say as I head to the bathroom and shut the door. I down my drink and start to strip. I pull off my current underwear and pull on the new set. It looks really hot and I know I want to keep it on. I pull the tags off and admire it on me in the mirror. The cups are pretty much shear and you can see my pink nipples through them. The panties are a tiny g-string and I turn to see how my ass looks in it. Satisfied, I pull my clothes back on and fix my hair in the mirror. When I am positive that all my red ringlets are in place how I want them, I exit the bathroom and return to the party.
"There she is! Give her a shot!" Dave yelled and hands me a shot glass of clear liquid.
"Here's to 21!" he says as he raises his shot glass. I raise mine and then we both tip our heads back and swallow the liquid. Tequila. Someone shoves a lime in my hand and I suck on it as the liquor warms my gut. I pour myself another screwdriver and start to mingle.
"Did everything fit okay?!" Monica half yells from across the room. She is pretty buzzed already and apparently can't control the volume of her voice. I notice one or two of Dave's guy friends perk up since they obviously knew what she was talking about from the squealing girl fit over the pink bag earlier.
Nothing interests half-drunk males like underwear, I think to myself.
"Yea, thanks again Monica." I say and avoid the looks from the guys. She seems pleased with herself and goes back to whining about how she wants to play the drums on Rock Band.
I finish my drink and can feel the heat in my cheeks. And decide to sit down at the dining room table and join the game of Kings that is going on. We play for a while and I loosening up and getting really giggly. I get extremely giggly when I am drunk.
"Four for whores!" Dave's friend Ryan yells and all the ladies at the table take a drink.
The room spins a little and I tell them I think I am done and dismiss myself to the living room. Watching Rock Band and listening Monica sing a really terrible rendition of Livin' On A Prayer doesn't help the spinning so I head to the bathroom in the master bedroom since it is more quiet and splash some water on my face.
"Are you okay?" I hear someone say and I spin around to see a girl that I have met at a few parties before.
"Oh hey Lauren! Yea, I'm fine!" I slur as I throw her into a bear hug and then lean against the bathroom counter. Apparently all my drinks hit me at once.
"Haha, looks like you are having fun tonight." she says laughing at me.
"Yea...I'm fucking drunk. But it's my birthday!" I say while throwing up my hands very animatedly.
"Yea, I saw Monica give you your present early. It was really cute. Did you say you put it on?" she asked.
"Oh my god! Yes, I did!" I said excitedly. "It's so fucking hot. I love it"
"Oh really? Do you mind showing me?" she asked closing the door to make me more comfortable I assumed.
"Oh I don't know. The bra is pretty shear." I say reluctantly.
"We are both girls! It's not like we don't see boobs everyday!" she says smiling at me but she can see that I am still nervous. "Okay, I won't look, but can I at least feel it? We seem like we have about the same size tits so I just want to see..."
"Okay." I say. Somehow this seemed more reasonable to me then actually showing her the bra. She slides her hand up over my stomach and cups one of my breasts with her right hand and feels the material. She lifts my breast slightly feeling the weight of it in her hand. My nipple stiffens from the stimulation and I hope she doesn't notice.
"Yea they seem about the same size. See." She says as she takes my hands and presses it against her left tit. I hold it there for a second feeling the size of it and the weigh of it in my hand before nodding in agreement. I am a C cup and hers looked and felt about the same.
"See we are both girls! This isn't so bad is it?" she says and I shake my head. I am feeling a little light headed because I have never squeezed another girl breast before, and I wasn't sure how to feel about it.
"Did you know that all those guys out there are talking about you?" Lauren said to me casually as she pulled some lip gloss out of her purse and carefully applied it while looking in the mirror.
"Ugh! Really?" I say dramatically. "I was hoping that I wasn't going to have to fight them off with my purse to get out of here tonight."
"That Ryan guy is pretty hot. I know he was checking you out during the card game." She said fixing her hair in the mirror. I look at her closely from the side. She has shiny dark brown hair that is stick straight down her back. She is wearing a zebra print tank top and jeans. She is very tan and it makes her green eyes pop.
"I don't know..." I say trailing off. I then realize that I am staring at her tits. She also notices and has an amused look on her face.
"Now come on. You told me I can't see yours in that bra but you can openly stare at mine?" she says with a laugh.
"Sorry..." I say and look away from her.
"Here." She says pulling her shirt over her head revealing her tight body and her tits nearly spilling out of her black lace bra. "Now it's your turn and we will be even."
"Okay." I stutter looking at her gorgeous tits and then pulling my green t-shirt over my head. I instantly regret doing it looking down at the shear cups of the bra showing my stiff nipples clearly.