Yes. She'll Be There

Its Saturday evening, and I'm at Will's, playing a casual game of beer pong, as I wait for Doe, and her friends to arrive. The door bell rings as Will hits the last cup, beating me.

"I'll get it", I say, walking to the door.

Standing outside are Doe, Emily, Alice and Allie. I'm surprised Allie is there, she's not really great friends with Doe, but I don't object, and I'm sure none of the other guys will.

"You're late," I tell Doe, as I give her a hug and a quick kiss. "Good to see all of you", I say to the rest, "Common in."

As the girls take off their jackets, my eyes almost pop. They're all wearing long, thing jeans that tightly hug their legs. Their tops are also either tight or small: Allie wearing a thin blue tank top with thin straps that show off her shoulders and the smooth skin of her upper chest, Emily wearing a tight, low-cut tshirt that shows off her large cleavage and her flat stomach, Alice wearing a shirt similar to Emily, with a bit less cleavage and mid-section showing but her shirt more tightly wrapped around her sexy curves. However, Doe looks the sexiest in my eyes, wearing a thin, blue blouse with a deep v-neck, that shows off just the right amount of cleavage. I can tell my friends all appreciate the outfits that the girls have worn.

Will makes the girls some mixed drinks and we sit on the couches in the living room, chatting and sipping. As the girls get tipsy, Emily suggests that we play Kings, and we all agree, bringing out the deck of cards.

Kings does the job - after a few rounds, everyone in the room is quite drunk, Doe sitting on my lap, my arms around her waist, enjoying her weight and the warmth of her body against mine.