We met Julia about 8 years ago. She was your typical piss head, first into the pub and the last to leave. She was a fine looking woman and, at 26 years old, she could cut it with the best of them. She stood almost 6 feet tall, as skinny as a rake, with a small pair of perfectly round tits.
Julia was always in our local pub and six of us got friendly with her. We would get her pissed and then take turns trying to get her tits out. By the end of the night, she would leave the pub with swollen nipples and a sopping wet pussy. It was a kind of unspoken rule that no one took it any further.
This all ended when Julia was hitched to a local store manager, who new nothing of her murky past.
I had forgotten all about Julia until one night when a few of the guys and I were out clubbing. I had become separated from the guys when I suddenly saw her at the bar. Thinking that this was an opportunity too good to miss, I slid up to her, cupped her ass and managed to get part of my thumb in her asshole before she screamed blue murder. She turned and smacked my hand away. Recognition crept up her face and she must have thought, “You bastard, I remember you.”
Anyway, to cut a long story short, she told her husband that I had assaulted her, so he and the bouncers proceeded to give me a good kicking.
It was not until the following Christmas that I had my sweet revenge. My phone rang at one in the morning. It was my little sister, Katie, saying she had had too much to drink and had to leave her car at the club and could I give her a lift home. I got dressed and drove the five miles to pick her up.
As I pulled up to her, I could see that she was supporting another girl. Katie opened the passenger door and bundled her friend into the seat. To my utter surprise, it was Julia sitting next to me and, boy, was she pissed. Katie got in the back and explained to me how she had met Julia in the club and how they had hit it off straight away and were now the best of friends. Julia was asleep before we drove off. Katie explained to me where Julia lived and asked if I could drop her off as well.
My brain was working overtime and I pretended to miss the turn off. So, I just said that I would drop Katie at home first and return Julia home afterwards. Perfect. I dropped Katie at home and was left all alone in the car with Julia.
As I started to drive towards her home, I reached across and gave her tit a good rub. Even in her state of unconsciousness, her nipple was reacting to my rough touch. I pulled the car over into a lay-by and slipped her shoulder straps down her arms. Those tits are fucking gorgeous.
