Let her come

"She can come over, it's whatever." said John cooly, though a feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness on the inside. To be a pal, in case Doe actually scored, John helped him clean up his room, and pack away their DJ equipment for tomorrow night.

Suddenly, the long awaited ring of the doorbell struck and in walked Elissa. She looked sexy. Her midriff was exposed, her hair was longer than usual, but well groomed, her skin tan, and her breasts looking most curvaceous. She hugged Doe but when she saw me, she screamed. "John!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, and pulled me into a powerful hug, stronger than what I was used to. Half shocked, half elated by her enthusiasm you hugged her back and it felt like hours passed before you let go of her sexy body.

"I've actually got a surprise for you guys too." smirked Elissa, and in walked Amber behind her. She seemed more dreary than before, at least as John remembered it. Her hair had darkened from it's lighter brown shades to near black, and though she hugged both John and Doe, it was with less enthusiasm than Elissa had hugged either of them. Despite all this however, she was still sexy. Her breasts were nearly twice the size of Elissa's, without the pushup bra, and her legs looked like a woman's legs now. However, because she was less exposed than Elissa, John couldn't see much.

After making themselves comfortable in the living room, and catching up with the times, with Elissa sprawled out across whole couch, succeeding at always looking as sexy as possible (which was her intention of course), it was Doe who finally said something of interest: "Does anyone want a drink?" asked Doe, and Elissa's face lit up "I'll have one...or a few...or more." she giggled. Although you had never drank before, you waited for Amber's response before making your decision. However, after a few moments of awkward silence, you decided you would have to make your decision first, so you decided...