Khloé had finally kicked Tony out. It had been hard, but it was for the best. She could get on with her life; she had moved in with Holly. They had been friends for years back home in Poland before moving to the UK together. Holly had a spare room, so it just made sense. Kam had been invited for drinks with them. He'd given Linda a story about a poker game to get a late curfew, she was very suspicious but hadn't questioned it too much luckily.

"I can't wait for Saturday, Khlo!" Holly was always talking up their nights out, how much fun they had, and how everyone was always all over them, and so on. Once Holly went to warm her lunch, Khloé spilled the beans on what would actually happen. She said how all their nights ended the same way: back home by 11, with her frustrated, watching TV alone and Holly passed out from a mix of booze and an ill-advised sleeping pill when she got home. "She drinks too quickly, makes a show of herself, gets embarrassed, then we go home," Khloé shrugged.

Saturday night came, Kam was first to the pub, it was already getting busy, the girls quickly arrived and ordered drinks. Khloé carried herself with confidence, showcasing her curvaceous figure in a low white button-up shirt that showed off her ample cleavage, paired with sexy flowing black trousers and pointy heels that highlighted her hips and round, firm bum. She styled her caramel-coloured hair in a chic bun and wore subtle makeup. Completing her look were a pair of vintage glasses that added charm and quirkiness to her ensemble. Holly dressed a little more homely. She looked suitable for the occasion, not sexy like her friend. She wore a loose floral dress, a jacket, and flat tan shoes. Holly was a little larger than Khloé, maybe a dress size. She wasn’t ugly, just very plain. Holly’s hair was darker and brushed plainly. Her makeup looked cheap and badly applied.

They all drank and chatted. Soon, Holly wanted to dance, she pulled Khloé to the dance floor. Kam started to see what Khloé had meant. What started as friends dancing quickly turned into Holly falling around and throwing herself at different guys hoping for some attention. Khloé, on the other hand, had no trouble attracting men, men like Kam. Khloé was offered drinks, phone numbers and invites to later parties, all politely declined.

They had been out for a few hours when Kam caught up with Khloé outside to the smoking area; she ranted about being Holly's babysitter. She said she still enjoys Holly but wishes she wasn't so selfish at times. The red glow of the heaters bounced off Khloé’s features erotically. Moments later, Holly arrived upset but carrying drinks, "Shall we go after these? This place is dead. We can carry on at ours, right?" They headed off by ten thirty.

The girls only lived 15 minutes from the city centre; Kam lived another 15 minutes in the same direction. They stopped at the nearest 24-hour shop for far more wine than they would need. The trio got to the house and made it inside. Khloé urged Kam to get comfortable on the sofa while the two of them poured drinks. Kam could hear loud giggling from the kitchen. On the sofa, Kam sat in the middle of the ladies; they all squeezed together and carried on the banter.

They quickly finished their first drinks, Kam excused himself to get more. When he returned, Khloé had Holly up dancing to the music. He watched from the door as they both swung and gyrated with each other. They didn’t notice him yet; they held hands in the air as their big bums wobbled to the beat. The sight of Khloé dancing to slutty music made his cock stir. They seemed startled and laughed like a couple of schoolgirls when they saw Kam watching. Kam placed the drinks down and joined in the good time, they danced, rubbing their bodies together as the atmosphere warmed. They took gulps from our drinks as they moved around, they were noticeably sweating.

The empty glasses built up except Holly’s “another drink?” Khloé agreed eagerly. Holly was looking a little worse for wear, “No good. I need the loo?” Holly slurred. Khloé rolled her eyes as Holly removed her jacket while making her way out of the room. She had large sweat patches under her arms and across her back. It wasn’t very attractive, although she wasn’t smelly. We could hear Holly stumbling back down the stairs. She entered the room swinging her tights around her head. "Woohoo, this is my favorite song!, Dance with me, Khloé!" Holly grabbed Khloé’s hands and pulled her to the middle of the room.

Holly’s dancing was not really dancing; she awkwardly fell around while groping her friend. Khloé was getting quite annoyed with her now. Eventually, Holly spotted her drink. She threw it down her neck in one go. "Come on, guys, keep up!" They were keeping up; his math had them one ahead as well.

Holly was starting to get mouthy and loud, she was being grabby with both of them. They all danced together, "you know, I was gonna bring a guy back myself but none were... my type" Holly slurred, "maybe you have a friend for next time Kam?" Khloé teased. Holly, now very red-faced and sweating profusely, slumped into the far corner of the sofa. Within seconds, she was snoring deeply and loudly, she'd obviously taken her sleeping pilll in the bathroom, Khloé cranked the music slightly to drown her out. Khloé pulled Kam close. "Right, now that Holly is out, let’s have some fun".

Khloé, Kam & Holly will return in part 2...

Check out the previous part right here