She already made it, it's my turn

Taking off her shirt in front of me counted as an invitation in my book. I slid over next to Noel on the couch.

"Are you gonna kiss me now?" she asked, giggling.

I pulled Noel close and moved in on her waiting lips. She seemed a little hesitant at first, as if getting used to the sensation, then slipped her tongue into my mouth. I felt her breasts press into me, firm and round, and her hand slipped up my inner thigh toward my rapidly stiffening member. Her fingertips brushed against the crotch of my jeans and she pulled away.

"Oops!" she exclaimed, blushing. "I didn't really mean to do that, I just got a little carried away. You don't mind, do you?"

I assured her I didn't.

"God, I don't know what's come over me," Noel said. "I mean, I've always gotten a little horny when I get drunk, but never like this. I'm so incredibly turned on right now..." The smile melted off her face. "I hope you don't think I'm some kind of slut. I've never even been with a guy before." She swallows hard. "Would you... be my first? Right now? I don't know if I'll have the courage for it if we wait."

Of course I said yes!

"There's just one condition," Noel said.