It Was a Friday Night

[Cheltenham]

There is very little sexual content in this. If that's what you're after, look elsewhere or skip to the section marked '-4-' for what is here.

Thanks for reading.

-1-

We set out Friday night to the local bowling alley. Originally, I was under the premise that it'd be a few games and then home. At least that's how the offer was presented. A few friends met us there as well as the ones who came in a separate car.

Once inside, we took a few lanes for ourselves. The girls took a lane and four of us split two lanes. Though I honestly was trying to keep a decent score as I tossed my ball, I couldn't help being distracted by a girl to my left named Sarah. She was blond with a short bob-ish style and tonight she wore a pair of what can only be described as white colored hot pants. With it, she had on a green colored shirt. Every time I saw her about to bowl I stopped and watched how she slightly bent over. It stirred my loins, the mere mulling of a thought managed to make my cock harden to a point. I was standing and luckily my jeans kept anything from showing.

It didn't help that a friend's girl kept glancing at me while we played. Her boyfriend looked like a prick. I thought he was watching our transgressions and hesitated to give her actions a proper reaction. I remained cordial and returned her smile. I cared little about the repercussions since I had a few brews in me, though my mind wasn't clouded in any way. I knew exactly what I was doing and was more than able to handle the situation should a problem arise.

The girls were identical twins, brunette and similarly dressed. You'd think there wasn't much of a difference but there truly was. I wanted one more than the other because she obviously knew what she wanted and tonight it happened to be me. I didn't know either of their names, or I couldn't remember. They only said them once and I swore I'd try my hardest to recall them when the moment arose. If I wanted either twin, I could have them with a few words. But a man cannot just steal women from their men and be respectable, right? I had a way with words. I always did. It endeared people to me and they started liking me from the outset of our meeting, especially women.

Men tended to hate me with a passion. The fact that I held such power and flaunted it slyly angered them. I stole people's friends from them and in the process was ostracized. It is my curse, the cross I have to bear for the rest of my days.

Anyways, after a couple hours my cousin explained briefly that he planned to meet at his girlfriend's place which ended our night. Plus the place was closing. Its lights were dimmed except for our few lanes.

We returned what we rented and met back at her house.

-2-

His girlfriend met us inside. Since she was watching her siblings, we spent a little time inside until her mom and dad returned home. My cousin got to mixing drinks in the kitchen.

"Who wants a car bomb?"

"What's a 'car bomb'?"

I had to ask. The name didn't make sense but I understood once I tried it. It's strong as all heck. Sarah complained that it was bitter and I suggested that she drink it all at once as best she could. Okay, not in those words. I wasn't as eloquent but it was implied in my suggestion. She gave me this expression like she didn't believe me and was ready to tackle me all at once. I saw her gulp it down in a few tries. She realized how right I was afterward.

We went onto the porch and sat talking. My cousin and I got the firepit started with some loose paper, wood logs and his butane lighter. Yes, it was cheating a little but we gave the embers some love and care until they became a raging inferno. When I returned, I joined the conversation. I tend to be one of those people who speaks his mind. Especially when a few drinks are involved.

So it happened that one of the girls is fluent in Spanish. I know a bit, not enough to get by but I'm decent with pronunciations. She mentioned wanting to learn French or Italian and once I'd responded I realized I was inadvertently flirting. The thought of hearing her saying things in those languages as well as her native tongue turned me on. The way her voice sounded was sort of a lower pitch but sensuous, you know? Sultry, womanly, more out of my league than anyone in the group.

Three of them disappeared. I later heard them splashing in the above ground pool, in the darkness of midnight.

"I don't want to be the only one not going in the pool. But the mosquitoes are eating me up already."

Sarah confided in me. She'd since changed into a pair of gray slacks which I took a particular interest to. They fit her beautifully.

Having retrieved yet another drink I had no faith in my ability to float in water let alone swim. Sarah was drunk, though we were having a coherent conversation. We shared a love for animals, especially cats. She moved closer to me and sat down beside where I was on the picnic table's bench.

I took this opportunity to lay my head on her shoulder, my head was in the clouds and I started to feel alone. The darkness that surrounded us and how quiet it became so late at night played on my mind. Her scent permeated through the thoughts I was having and they ceased. I cannot relate to you how heavenly blond females smell, but I couldn't get enough.

I'd agreed never to get emotionally close to a blond ever again and tonight I broke this pact that I made with my previous lover, so many years ago. It was worth it in more ways than not.

"Is it comfortable leaning on me?"

She whispered as I rested my head on her shoulder. I don't think those were her exact words.

"It is. It's peaceful."

Again, probably not an exact quote. I was drunk, mind you. I know that I did enjoy being there with her and breathing her in.

-3-

Shortly before the occupants of the pool returned, she moved back to her chair a world away from me. It actually sat a few feet or so to my left but it might as well have been miles. Rosario, the fluent Spanish speaker sat directly to my right on a chair. Her feet were posted on the partial brick wall in an attempt to dry them. She admittedly was larger framed than either of the two other girls but I have to say it was well proportioned. Her features were darker, brunette with brown eyes and olive toned skin.

In a lapse of judgement, I tossed the contents of a partially filled cup into the fire. She screamed and chided me for doing so.

"He almost burnt my toes. My foot was right there on the edge."

I laughed to myself as the suggestion of jello shots made its way to my ears. My cousin's girlfriend came outside with the tray. Half of them were red and the rest were blue. They hadn't set fully but straws proved a handy tool for collecting the contents of each mini muffin cup in the tray.

Rosario split the entire thing with me, downing a good eight or nine herself before I started clearing a few of hers along with the ten or so that I finished of my own. Sarah rose from her chair and tried a couple of the others. She couldn't consume them, her effort wasn't enough to get them to climb through the straw but she did make an attempt.

My cousin and Rhi disappeared to the tents which had been setup in the interim. Rosario mentioned that they were 'going back there to fuck' like it was a routine thing for them.

"Let's go see what they're doing."

I suggested with a smile. I think Sarah followed me across the lawn, Rosario yelled to them and I could have killed her right then.

"Wait! Hold on! I'm coming out to drink some more."

Rhi shouted from inside the tent. She passed us and pleaded for the two of us to follow her back to the table. She brought the liquor out onto the back porch behind where we were sitting, along with a drink for herself.

A time later, Rhi and I were trashed. My cousin was there completely sober. She wanted to go for a walk and asked if I wished to join. I was all for it. A bit of conversation later and the sun was coming up.

"Where the fuck is that bird?"

"I can't see it!"

I glanced around at the trees from my seat and nearly toppled over. Rhi was laughing at me and it didn't matter. I kept drinking what I had. I affectionately called her Rhi (Ree) because I was having trouble remembering her name throughout the night.

My cousin then took our cigs and said that we needed to drink water. That it'd help. Of course I didn't want to hear it. Neither of us did. Rhi begged for a smoke, I already had one going and couldn't care if I had another. But I felt her pain. I knew what it was like to be deprived.

With a drink of water I downed some alcohol. Then again, and again until I still had my other cup. Rhi was still refusing. He grabbed us both and brought us to the tent. It was somewhere around five in the morning. They tried to budge a comforter from Sarah who had two of them and the same amount of pillows. It was impossible.

-4-

I crawled from my side of the tent and over Rosario. She mumbled something unintelligible as I passed.

"Sarah? Honey?"

"Wha- Bryan?"

She whispered in kind.

"You have the comforters and pillows. Can I sleep with you?"

I slid underneath them and touched where her shirt had ridden up, along her midriff. I felt her hands wrap around me. The softness of her lips upon mine was so sudden and unexpected. Pleasant too. She pulled me closer, her legs gently cradled my back as we kissed. I reached down and stroked the juncture of her thighs with a finger.

I woke with the sun in my eyes, in the middle section of the tent near the door flap. I hadn't laid beside Sarah afterall. Or had I?

About half an hour later I heard Sarah stirring in her section. She emerged groggily and saw that I was up.

"Where are you going?"

"I have to go and feed my animals."

"Will you be coming back?"

"Later on."

I glanced at her through the passenger door. She gazed up at me and was sort of smiling, though not exactly.

"Make sure you come back, Sarah."

"I will."

[Cheltenham]

If only Saturday was as eventful, I'd have included it here. It'd bore a bunch of you to tears I'm sure. There isn't any sexual content in it nor the promise of what might be.

[ELaken-Palmer]

Interesting as far as it went. Will this be continued?

[Cheltenham]

Sadly, the rest of the story goes off on its own tangent. Alas it was only one night. Maybe there will be a sequel sometime in the future if it's in the stars, as it stands there isn't anymore to this.