Drinking, Dancing, Debt

After what seemed like an age, we finally got into the end of freshers party. It seemed to be spread over half of the campus. It also looked like nearly all of campus was in attendance. I wondered if I would bump into any of my flatmates or those from 508. They would almost certainly be here, but with so many people around, it seemed unlikely.

Despite the size and scale of the event spread across several stages, the main thing Jake and I seemed to be doing was yet more queuing for the bar. To avoid doing this again, we doubled up on the round and then doubled up again. It was a hefty dent in my bank balance, but that would be tomorrows problem.

So the night out went on, we drank, and we danced in our little group. Abby was becoming increasingly flirty with me as the night wore on again. She had a glint in her eye. It reminded me of that same look Gemma would give me. Only Abby somehow managed to both look innocent and naughty at the same time.

Sometime later in the night, I found myself grinding with Abby, I was stiff, and Abby could tell.

Abby: Careful Alex don't want a repeat of earlier.

Me: I can think of worse things than doing that again.

Abby: haha, true, but I think it is my turn to call in your debt?

Me: Really?

She pulled me in and kissed me hard. Then, she broke the kiss and squeezed my cock.

Abby: Yeah, and I want to call it in now.

Without waiting for me to respond, she pulled me by the arm all the way back to her flat. We were stopping only to kiss and grope each other when we went.