Sarah bounced along to the music coming from her car stereo as she hummed along with the words. Today she was in a good mood. An extremely good mood. She was on her way over to Dan's place to watch the game with him and a couple of his buddies and she thought of the invitation as a sign that they were in fact moving along into a relationship, a sign that their third date had not been their last. She could still feel the thrill that had raced through her when he had called yesterday, Saturday afternoon, to invite her over.
"Mike and Tom are coming over to watch the Bucs play and I thought you might like to join us," his voice had come through the receiver.
Not a huge football fan, but not one of those women who despise the game either, Sarah had accepted the invitation while trying desperately to keep the excitement she was feeling from showing in her voice.
"Do you want me to bring anything?" She'd asked politely, half expecting it to be one of those cases where the man expects the woman to play hostess for his buddies.
"Nope," Dan's voice smiled through the phone. "Just your lovely self."
Sarah's heart did a summersault in her chest at the response. Still struggling to disguise her excitement she'd assured him she would be there.
And now she was on her way over.
It wasn't just that she thought her and Dan were actually building up to a relationship that had her excited. Oh yes, Dan was a great guy. Tall, nice looking, generally sweet and interesting. He had even seemed genuinely caring when she'd explained the long rode she'd been on during their second date. And on their third date he had assured her he was willing to wait a little longer for them to have sex.
But it wasn't just him. It was the idea that she was actually doing something again.
Nearly a year prior Sarah had broken up with her boyfriend of seven years. Well, more like he had broken up with her. Except he hadn't bothered to tell her. At least not until she'd walked into their apartment to catch him fucking her friend, now ex-friend, Debbie on their couch. The ensuing fight had gotten ugly and Tim, her ex, had spewed some pretty mean things in her direction, including calling her "fat" among several names under that same category. Since then Sarah had only managed to go on dates with a few different men, and none of those dates had turned out well in her eyes. Only one of the guys had asked for a second date and he'd stood her up for that. All of this had taken a fairly large toll on her self-esteem and she was only now fighting her way back.
Although Tim had called her "fat" she was now able to see and understand that he was wrong. Sure she wasn't the size two she'd been when they had first met, but she wasn't "fat" either, just a little chunky. She still had curves in all the right places. She still looked good in a pair of shorts which she was wearing today, on her way over to Dan's. A pair of tight little white shorts that hugged her ass and rode high on her thighs. Her big red t-shirt flowed loose above where it was tucked into her shorts, but still allowed her ample breasts to be outlined under the material.
As she pulled into Dan's driveway she couldn't stop her heart from racing. She barely noticed the blue car that must belong to one of his friends as she walked to the door. Dan swung open the door just seconds after she rang the doorbell and escorted her inside. He led her into the living room where his two friends were already waiting. He introduced them then offered to get Sarah a beer from the fridge, an offer she readily accepted.
Until that moment she hadn't realized how nervous she was, but with coming face to face with Dan's friends the feeling suddenly presented itself. Both Mike and Tom were friendly to her, smiling as they shook her hand. Tom even complimented her hair, admiring the long brown tresses streaked with blond highlights and Mike jokingly scolded Dan for not telling them just how pretty she was as his eyes bore into hers. Like Dan, they were both nice looking men and Sarah felt herself growing slightly embarrassed by their compliments and the way their eyes seemed to roam over her body. While she waited for Dan to return with the beer she shuffled her bare feet in the carpet and tried to make polite conversation with the two of them even as she felt their eyes continuing to admire her.
Just as Dan returned with a cold beer for her a voice from the big screen TV announced the kick-off and everyone's attention turned to the game.
Sarah surprised herself by slamming half of the beer down before the second offensive play. Silently she scolded herself and made a conscience decision to monitor her consumption. So, halfway through the first quarter when the guys were all getting a second beer, she was proud for still holding onto her first. But when the quarter ended she nodded when Tom asked who was ready for another and walked into the kitchen.
She was not a heavy drinker, nor even a regular consumer of alcohol, but still she was surprised when she began to feel slightly lightheaded partway through this second bottle. Chocking it up to nerves she decided to regulate her drinking even more but with every miniscule sip she took she grew more and more lightheaded.
Sitting on the couch next to Dan she made a point of setting the bottle onto the coffee table and snuggling against him. He responded by wrapping his arm around her and pulling her tighter against him as she rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
Sometime later, Sarah had no idea how long it had been, she felt herself being helped to her feet. She leaned against the body that was supporting her and allowed herself to be led from the living room. In a hazy stupor, unsure of what was happening, she mumbled an apology directed to Dan to which she heard his voice responding that everything was "Ok" and that "we'll take care of you."
A moment later she was being laid down on a mattress, her body splaying out across it, arms outstretched, legs slightly twisted, her hair splashing out, the tresses falling freely. She closed her eyes and drifted off to somewhere for another uncertain period of time.
From somewhere in a dreamland Sarah felt certain emotions rising up inside of her, urgings of desire being stirred. Her body was warming, her loins awakening.
Still unaware of most everything, she had been helped into Dan's bedroom and laid atop his bed. And now he and his two friends were all naked and touching her, their half-erect cocks steadily growing firmer with each passing moment.
Kneeling at her side Mike was gently massaging one of her breasts through her t-shirt. Sitting across from him, Tom was cupping the other fleshy mound. Between her legs Dan knelt, his hands sliding up and down along her legs, his fingers caressing her bare flesh. It was the combined sensation of their hands that was stirring the arousal within Sarah's loins, that was warming her body. Quietly she murmured as the beginning shocks of desire tingled along her nerves. She was laying with her face turned toward the side where Mike knelt and now she slowly rolled to face the other side.
