I live with my best friend, and she’s been dating this guy for about a year. He’s around a lot, and we all hang out together. He’s cute, and we get along well, but I’ve never really thought about him that way, until last week.

My roommate had to leave town for a few days, and her boyfriend ended up staying over to keep me company. We spent the night watching movies and drinking wine. By the time it was late, we were both tipsy, and I noticed the way he was looking at me. I didn’t stop him when he moved closer, his hand brushing against my thigh.

We were both drunk, and before I knew it, we were making out on the couch. He was so into it, pulling my shirt off and kissing down my neck. I could feel how hard he was, and it turned me on even more. I pulled him on top of me and guided him inside me.

We fucked hard and fast, trying to keep quiet so the neighbors wouldn’t hear. After he came, we just sat there, breathing heavily and not saying much. He left soon after, and I haven’t told my roommate. She’s still with him, and things are normal between us, but I can’t help but think about that night whenever I see him.