A couple of weeks later, Derek lets me know that we got an invitation to Mark and Addison's to watch the football game that Saturday evening. "Who else is going?" I ask Derek. "They've invited a few people from the hospital, but I'm not sure who is actually going." Saturday rolls around and we get to Mark and Addison's place. A few people are already there and the game is about to start. Some people are on call so not everyone is drinking. I'm not on call and I'm off tomorrow, so I'm enjoying the alcohol and trying not to look at Addison and wonder what she's thinking.

Half way through the second period, a bunch of pagers go off. Cristina, Callie and Owen all need to go in. Teddy and Arizona decide to go with them and somehow Derek and I are the only ones left at their house. I get up and excuse myself to the restroom. Ok, Meredith, calm down. Nothing is going to happen; you're just here having a good time and watching the hockey game that you don't actually care about. She's really hot though. Would it be so bad if something happened?

I walk out and back over to the couch. I see that my drink has been refilled right to the rim. We chill out, chatting and watching the rest of the hockey game. After the game ends, Mark bids us all a goodnight because he has an early surgery and wants to get in a good sleep. I realize after a bit that Derek is completely drunk, like barely keeping his eyes open drunk. Neither of us is in any shape to drive home, so I'm googling the number for a cab company. "Nonsense Meredith, you don't need to take a cab home. You guys can sleep in the spare room and drive home in the morning," says Addison. Before I can refuse, Derek opens his eyes and agrees. He climbs the stairs, heads to the spare room and all of a sudden, it's just Addison and I. Fuck, now it's just the two of us. This is going to be so awkward. "Can I interest you in another drink?" Addison asks me. I look down and without even realizing it, I have finished the entire drink. "Um, sure maybe half of one, I don't want to pass out on your couch," I say laughing.

Addison brings our drinks over and sits next to me on the couch. We are chatting and somehow the conversation is flowing. It's not strained at all and we are getting along great. I end up making some sarcastic comment to her about work and I get a pillow to my face. The look of shock on my face has Addison doubled over in laughter. "I can't believe you just hit me with a pillow," I say. "Next time, don't make a sarcastic comment and you won't get hit with a pillow," she gets out in between laughter. I reach my hand behind me and grab the pillow that I had been leaning on. I whip it out right into her face. I have tears rolling down my face from my laughter. "That was fun, now I know why you hit me," I say. She looks at me in disbelief and suddenly all bets are off. Our pillows start flying at each other and we're having a full-on pillow fight on the couch. Before I know it, she's knocked the pillow out of my hand. I hold up my hands up in mock surrender. "You win, you win. I bow down to you, oh great pillow fighter."

Addison drops her pillow leans across the couch towards me and pulls me into a kiss. I'm somewhat surprised but not completely. I give in and kiss her back. I have to pull away after a minute or so because I feel like I'm going to pass out from a lack of oxygen.

Taking advantage of the break, Addison pushes me so I'm laying on the couch, crawls up my body and presses her lips onto mine. We lay on the couch making out for a while. Then Addison lifts herself off me a bit. "You have far too many clothes on," she taunts me, sitting up. She removes her sweater, pulls me into a sitting position and takes off my sweater. We start making out again as she reaches down and starts unbuckling my belt and pants. I break the kiss to take my shirt off. "Yes, that's much better, I like looking at you with less clothes on," she says, winking at me. She starts tugging my pants down my legs and throws them behind her when she gets them off. She leans back in, reaches behind my back and undoes my bra. As she pulls it away, her mouth meets my nipple. She swirls her tongue around my nipple while her hand gropes my other breast. She kisses her way down my stomach to my pubic area.

Holy shit. This is actually happening. This feels amazing. I hope she keeps going. I'm dripping wet with desire.

She looks up at me as she pulls off my panties. The need in her eyes is clear. She wants me. I want her. This is happening.

She spreads my legs in front of her, lifting one leg over her shoulder and the other leaning off the couch. She grins at me as she takes her first tentative lick. "Oh fuck, you taste good Meredith. Yeah, I think I'm going to like this," she says before she dives in. She spends the first bit of her time exploring. She's licking me like she would lick an ice cream cone. She moves her mouth away and I groan at the loss of contact, only to feel a finger slide into me. "Jesus that feels good," I stutter as I moan. She adds a second finger and curls them upwards to find my G-spot. This can't be her first time, she's fucking amazing at it.

"Don't stop Addison, please." I find myself quickly coming undone, my breathing becoming shallow. She's fingering me and then brings her tongue back to stroke my clit. "Fuuuuckkkk yes, oh, oh," I cry out as I cum all over her mouth and fingers.

She sits up grinning and licks her fingers clean as I slow my breathing. "Wow, that was fun AND delicious," she says. I lean in and kiss her, tasting myself as I suck on her tongue. "Are you sure you've never done that before?" I ask, watching her curiously. "Nope, but I certainly want to do it again," she says. "Let me show you how great it is on the reciprocating end," I say as I push her down onto the other side of the couch.

I crawl on top of her to start another round of making out. My hands aren't idle but are wandering her body, trying to touch every part of her. I break away from her, staring at her swollen red lips as she pants for air. I pull her up to take off her top and bra off. I moan at the sight in front of me when I see her bare breasts. So big and all for me. I cup both breasts and use my thumbs to toy with her nipples. I feel her shiver in response. I lick my way down her stomach undo her pants, and quickly pull them off along with her panties, spreading her legs apart. "I can't wait to kiss and lick your pussy," I say as I lick the length of her, moaning at how good she tastes. I shove my face into her pussy, sliding my tongue into her tight hole. Addison arches her back at my touch, her thighs squeezing my head as she gets closer to orgasm. I suction my lips onto her clit and slide two fingers into her and send her over the edge. Her thighs hold my head in place as she spasms. I keep licking her until she pushes my head away weakly. I slide my fingers out of her. "Fuck you are dripping all over the couch. I think I could get you to squirt next time," I say as I watch her. "That was incredible Mer," she says breathing heavily. "Wait, next time?" she says when she realizes what I said. "Yes, next time. That is if you want there to be a next time," I say, hesitantly, thinking maybe I enjoyed this more than she did. "I can't wait for next time," she says as she comes up to capture my lips.

The End.