The Facebook Flirt

Like every other weekend, a few of us were sold to the fact that we should get lit up.  The Hoss, myself, and some friends headed to one of our many usual drinking spots to get the night started, with intentions on meeting The Hoss’s girlfriend of the time and some of her friends.  We get to drinking and, once we get in a state of mind that makes you think you can dance, we head to the club to meet up with the girls.  One of her friends is an attractive girl, that’s slightly taller and bigger than me.  You wouldn’t say she was fat though.  I’m hammered and strike up a conversation.  The Facebook friend request is sent and acknowledged.

Over the next few days, we get to flirting.  We didn’t exchange phone numbers at the time because, well…I was shitcanned and didn’t think about it like that.  So I start giving her shit via Facebook about how she can’t dance, etc.  She is obviously digging the ribbing I’m giving her as she gives it right back.  I figure that this was a good way for her to realize my humorous side so that the next time I see her she’ll be more than smitten with me.

Next time arrives, the very next weekend.  The Hoss, myself, and some other friends go out with those girls and some others that we know.  After a night of drinking shots and flirting, she’s getting close to me.  Finally the end of the night rolls around and we have to head back.  The Hoss’s girlfriend is planning on spending the night with him.  Since her friend lives so far, I tell her that she’s welcome to stay at my place, even offering my roommate’s bed since he was out of town.  We both knew she wasn’t going to stay there, but it was the gentlemanly thing to do.  She agrees and we all ride back together.

Once back, we all head to my place to afterparty.  We have maybe one drink each as we’re all blasted.  My girl and I get close and start making out in my kitchen.  The Hoss and his girl realize what’s going on and head back to his place.  I take my girl to the bedroom where we fall onto the bed while continuing to make out.  She’s all about it as we start tearing each other’s clothes off.  She heads downtown and starts giving me head.  Soon she is licking my balls and eventually starts licking my taint as well.  This girl is a freak!  I hit it for about fourty-five minutes from plenty of angles, though I was so drunk at the time I can’t recall now if I came or not.  I immediately pass out afterwards.

The next day, we walk over to The Hoss’s place to get them up so that his girl can take my girl home.  Slight awkwardness ensues as it’s apparent that we just had just engaged in dirty sex mere hours before.  We walk them outside and say our goodbyes, literally.  I didn’t even give her a hug and just told her I would see her around.  I ended up hitting it one other time when we were all out together, having never actually taken her out or arranged to meet just her.  Come to think of it: I still have her number, so maybe I’ll set something up soon.  Might as well hook up again and Fuck My Liver!

2 Comments

  1. very good strategy my friend. I must say social networking websites has mad the initial “impressions” go really well.

    “i figure that this was a good way for her to realize my humorous side so that the next time I see her she’ll be more than smitten with me.”

    if that isn’t the truth!

    on a scale of rosie o’donald to megan fox, where was she?

  2. Cute face, thick waist

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