Micah, a rather handsome young man she’d had her eye on.

"Oh! Hey, Micah" Kayla said, a bit flirtatiously

"Kayla, want some eggnog? Not much to do now that all the food is out." Micah said, leaning on a counter and taking a sip of from a glass containing the creamy drink. Kayla blushed and gulped, what would it do to him?

"That's f-for the customer, Micah." she said, standing next to him.

"There's no way they could drink all this. We still got two more jugs sitting around." He glanced down at Kayla's cleavage. "Speaking of jugs.

"Stop.." Kayla said happily as she blushed again, "But, you really shouldn't be drinking that."

"Why?" he took another gulp, he blushed and his breathing seemed to quicken, "Is it hot in here? I feel... hot."

"I, uh, well," Kayla stammered, noticing a growing bulge in Micah's pants. She gulped, "I'll have just a little."

"There we go." he hands her a cup and they toast, Kayla sipping from her glass and feeling herself warm up and her prominent breasts bulge a tiny bit, Micah chugging the rest of his drink and getting a refill. "C'mon Kayla, let loose a little, you're always so uptight. Take a breath and have a drink." he said softly, putting an arm around her. Kayla smiled, lost in those pretty eyes of his, and felt his arm(was it more muscular?), and took a few gulps. She knew this wouldn't end well, but it would feel good the whole time.