Chapter 1

I looked up when the bell rang, surprised. I didn't expect anyone. I squinted towards the screen, and empty white page staring back at me, proving that I had no inspiration. I jumped up and with a fast hand movement I closed my laptop and walked towards the door. Someone knocked now, inpatient. I sighed, wondering who it could be. I opened the door, staring into the eyes of my best friend. Angela was grinning at me.

"You are not going to tell me that you are working tonight, Sweetie," she said, folding her arms together in front of her chest. I shrugged.

"I am, Angela," I said seriously, letting her in.

"Oh Sweetie it's Saturday night, you are off work tomorrow, which is rare. Please come with me to the club close to my place?" She asked me. I bit my lip, thinking about the white screen which had been on my laptop all evening and would definitely not change into something more interesting.

"Come on Bren!" Angela asked, her eyes shining. "We'll first go to the club and you can stay at my place, because we are going to drink alcohol and party," she said, a demanding tone in her voice.

"I don't know why I would go, Ange," I said. Angela rolled her eyes.

"Oh come on, you are always working. You need your party to. Go do something nice with your best friend, okay?" she said, her eyebrows raising. I sighed.

"Fine, Ange, for once," I said. She squealed.

"Great!" she yelled excitedly. "I have something for you, too," she added, showing me the back she had been holding all the time. I took it from her, looking inside it and taking the red fabric out of the bag. Angela shook her head.

"Don't look at it. You need to put in on, then admire it. It'll be better," Angela demanded, her hands already pushing me towards the bedroom. She dived into my closet and threw me some fitting lingerie.

"Put those on," she ordered, and then went to wait outside. I grinned. This was so Angela, to decide what lingerie I should wear! I put it on, then pulled the dress over my body and zipped it shut. When I looked into the mirror, I gasped. The dress was, I had to admit, beautiful. Angela bust in, apparently knowing I was done by the sound I made an grinned. I looked at the dress. It was a very small dress, leaving my shoulders bare and cutting way above my knees.

"Ooh It's beautiful Brennan! When I saw it in the shop, I knew it would fit you just right. You look absolutely stunning with the way your body shows in this," she said happily, walking over to me and with slightly trembling hands she removed the strings of my bra, leaving my shoulders bare. She laid her hand on one shoulder, and goose bumps ran over my entire body, and I shuddered. We both ignored that, and I was thankful for it.

"I'll put on your blue dress, since I got you this one, and then we'll go," Angela squealed excitedly.

"Yes, you will drink this, Come Bren please? I want to get really drunk," Angela exclaimed, giving me my fifth drink. I popped my lips a little hesitatingly, but Angela shook her head.

"Please?" She asked. I looked at her, and then at the drink. Then I just shrugged and drank the substance inside the glass. Angela nodded approvingly and drank her own drink, then ordering another two.

"Enjoy this, you never drink," Angela said, passing her another drink and drinking hers at once. After half an hour and about five more drinks, Angela was giggling, and I found myself giggling at her too.

"I bet he's taken by the blonde, though," she told me. We were both looking at an extremely hot guy, talking with a girl with blonde curls and a smile on her face. I nodded.

"Blonde always take the good ones," I stated, Angela nodding heavily.

"You know Bren we should really go home," Angela giggled into my ear. I fished my phone out of my pocket and looked at the time, then nodded.

"The club is closing soon anyway," I answered and Angela nodded, dragging me outside already. We walked hand in hand over the street. Luckely Angela lived near, so we didn't have to walk that long. It took Angela way too long to finally open her door and she let me in first, closing her door.

"There we are," she mumbled and walked up to me, suddenly tripping and I strode forward to catch her.

"Oooh thanks so much sweetie!" she exclaimed giggling harder. Somewhere in my head something was saying that we drank way too much, but I didn't listen to it, strangely enough. Angela was looking at me, making no intentions to stand up and just remained in my arms.

"You know? You look so hot in that tiny dress of mine," she giggled. I felt myself blush, but when Angela bend forward, I didn't see it coming. She suddenly attached her lips to mine and her tongue stroking over my lips to ask entry. I allowed her without thinking, her tongue playing with mine. She suddenly stood up, her hands against my chest and pushing me against her dinner table.

"Ange!" I groaned but she didn't listen and I couldn't say I minded very much as she pulled back and started kissing my neck. I even extended my neck backward so she had more skin to kiss. Her lips traced eagerly over my neck and she moaned now and then. I let me hands go over her beautiful shaped body, and she reacted by pushing her tongue inside my mouth again and I kissed back more eagerly.

"Are you even more hot underneath that little dress?" she whispered in my ear, and my body went rigid. I didn't know where this came from, but it was truly good.

"Why don't you look, Angela," I whispered back, and Angela immediately zipped the dress open and pulled my dress down harshly. She moaned harder, stroking my now bare sides.

"You are," she whispered and I chuckled. I could feel a familiar heat going over my body, my core burning, my nipples straining against my tiny red bra. I instantly knew what was going to happen, and I felt myself getting aroused, my nipples screaming for release. I catched one of Angela's hands which was still stroking my sides and put in on my breasts, Angela let her other hand follow and my head lulled back. But I couldn't feel her skin on mine now, and it was not good enough.

"Take it off, please," I said. Angela knew what I meant and hooked my bra loose. Because there were no strings, it immediately fell on the ground and she took both of my nipples between fingers.

"You are so hot," she said, not minding to whisper anymore. I moaned harder, in pleasure.

"You like that don't you?" she said, and I just nodded. She bend down and her tongue whirled around my nipple, giving me a instant pleasure and I groaned harder.

"Yes, oh yes I do!" I said harder than I meant but I didn't care. Angela suddenly hooked her fingers around the band of my panties and ripped it down. My hips bucked into her touches.

"Touch me, touch me!" I yelled. I heard a smirk leave Angela's lips as I pushed myself into her hand, laying on my skin. She carefully put two fingers into my fold, brushing my clit. I moaned hard. She began to pump them into me and my arms snaked around her body, riding her fingers with pleasure. Angela let her tongue dart over my nipples and sucked on them, and I screamed harder, what seemed to turn her on and she bend down ever more, suddenly inserting her tongue into my folds. I closed my eyes and my legs trembled, and I knew I was laying on the table entirely.

"Yes!" I yelled and then I felt the feeling of an orgasm building up my stomach and my walls clenched down.

"ANGELAAA!" I screamed, my juices flowing over her fingers in the best orgasm I had ever had. I closed my eyes and when I got back from my high, Angela grinned at me, but she looked pained. I was aware about my naked body but I didn't mind.

"Let's get you to your bedroom," she whispered, and I pushed her towards the room, unzipping her dress and hooking her bra loose. When we arrived in her bedroom I pushed her on the bed and caressed her breasts, Angela moaning now. I knew this was going to be great too, and we would sleep in each others arms.