Sofa

Sam brushes past me and literally flops onto the sofa next to Lara.

“Put down the Xbox bitch” she smiles at Lara “We still have some drinking to do.”

She looks up at me and asks “Two Mojitos my sexy man and make them good and you’ll receive a special tip” She seductively licks her lips and pushes her tongue into her cheek.

“Oh God” laughs Lara “You two better keep it down tonight”

“No promises, it may get very loud. You may as well be in the same room because you won’t get any sleep” replies Sam winking.

‘I like where this is going’ I think to myself, so I get into the kitchen to make those Mojitos. I’m just crushing the mint into the large pitcher when Lara steps in.

“I wouldn’t worry about those drinks” she says “Sam’s just passed out on the sofa, she’s lights out for the night for sure”

I **** a laugh as inside I curse the world for my rotten luck. A bum leg and the almost guarantee has just been lost to me.

“Typical Sam” I laugh dryly “Well no point wasting this pitcher” I point to the extra strong Mojito I’d made “Shit! I can’t have any because of my painkillers! Damn it!”

“Don’t worry I’ll give it my best go” Lara winks playfully as she takes the pitcher.

I turn to pass her a glass and am dumbstruck by the sight I see. Lara is necking the Mojito straight from the pitcher. My eyes are drawn to a single drop of condensation that rolls off the glass onto her full deep red lips before running down her chin and neck. My cock stirs as the water slides closer and closer to Lara’s at least F-cup cleavage. It reaches on of her massive globes and slows as it rolls gently between her magnificent tits. Lara lowers the pitcher and looks at me through hooded eyes.

“Wow that was strong. It almost burned my lips” She takes an ice cube out of the pitcher and slowly whirls her tongue around it before placing it between her lips. By this time my sweatpants are massively tenting and Lara must have noticed. Her green eyes are sparkling and her cream dress has ridden up to her mid-thigh displaying her long tanned legs. I adjust my pants to help ease the uncomfortableness of my aching cock.

Lara smiles “So you wanna play some Xbox?”

I almost drool as I watch Lara’s swinging ass walk back to the sofa and pick up the Xbox controller, I’m not sure if it’s on purpose but the way she sits causes her dress to ride up even more. I stumble into the living room myself now drunk but on lust rather than ****. Sam is flat on her back at one end of the sofa, her 34E tits rising and falling as she snores gently.

“So what do wanna play?” my voice is almost breaking as I sit next to Lara.