Wine and a fine time

Making it to your apartment, you help Sami with her bags and everything, carrying them up to your corner of the complex. You show her the way and unlock your door. Your apartment isn't anything to brag about, but you can't complain either. The first thing you see is the kitchen on the left. A hallway continuing in front of you leads to the living room, which is connected to the kitchen slightly with an open wall. The living room is big enough for a TV, a couch with small tables on either side and a coffee table in front, and your little office corner. There's stairs to your right that lead to a master, a guest and a small bathroom. Sized big enough to house two people. Three if two of them use the master bedroom. You wouldn't mind if that included Sami with both of you spending most of your time in the master. You know how sexual she can be, with her jokes and flirting she does often.

"You can take your bags upstairs and put them in the guest room. It's all yours for the time being until you land yourself some work and move out." She looks at you as she walks up the carpeted stairs. "What if I don't want to move out?" Her face has this sort of, 'Want me?' look to it. "Well, I guess you don't have to if you don't want to, you can help with rent if you want." She continues up the stairs and without looking back says, "We'll talk about it later!"

You realized how much you missed Sami. Conversation flows as easily as you were just talking to your buddies on a Saturday night out. And not only that but as she makes her way up the stairs, her perfect ass just wiggles back in forth in her tight jeans girls like her are always wearing. It looks as if she's just doing it on purpose, like she knows you're watching.

After she disappears behind the wall, you snap out of your trance and discard your shoes at the front door. You make your way over to the kitchen and grab your special welcoming gift, a couple bottles of wine and a big bottle of liquor. You know Sami isn't new to drinking since you and her used to have a couple bottles to yourselves about every month. You grab a couple of glasses and take two trips to move everything into the living room.

Shortly thereafter, Sami makes her way down the stairs and walks into the living room. You take a good look at her, taking in her beauty like you so often do. She changed from her jeans to yoga pants and she just manages to look even sexier. She looks at you and the **** and smiles. "You know, the way you're looking at me, I'd say you've never seen a girl in your life before." You break your stare and grab a bottle of wine and pour it into two glasses. "It's not that, you're just, stunningly beautiful Sami. I haven't seen you in forever."

"I know, I know. I'm just teasing." She makes her way over to you, "What's with the ****?" You hand her a glass and clink them together in a mutually agreed 'Cheers'. "It's to celebrate, to my Sami coming home." You look her in the eyes and take a big sip of wine, and she does the same.

"You know this is my favorite wine?" She asks you, almost stating her question, rather than genuinely asking. "Of course, we drank it all the time on top of the parking garage during that one summer. How could I forget?" She hugs you once more, being careful not to spill red wine on your grey carpet. "You're a great friend, John. All the boys almost have no clue what to do, but you always know what's best."