A Chance For Something

I groaned. Oh Jesus. Hangovers suck. I looked around my apartment ... my blurry eyes slowly beginning to focus. I stumbled over to a figure lying half naked on the floor. I rolled him over with a grunt and saw, to my horror, my best friend. What the hell had happened here?1

Riley started to mutter something in his sleep and I quickly pulled my hand away from him. This was not good. I looked down at myself to see what kind of incriminating evidence of the night before might be there, but saw that I was fully clothed. Strange.2

"Riley wake up." I whispered, shaking him slightly. He mumbled something indistinguishable and rolled back onto his stomach. I stood up slowly, placing my hands on my slender hips.3

"Riley! Get the fuck up!" I kicked him in the side; that was sure to get him up.4

"Ow! Goddamnit! What the fuck was that for!" Riley yelled. He rolled over and saw me standing over him. "What the fuck 're you kickin' me for?!"5

His loud voice echoed in my mind and I clutched at my throbbing head.6

"Do you have to yell?" I said quietly. "Just shut the fuck up and listen. Do you remember anything about last night? Or about why you're here in my apartment, half naked?"7

Riley shook his head but quickly stopped; he also had a major hangover. "How should I know why I'm naked from the waist down in your apartment?"8

"Because I highly doubt that I would get you drunk out of your mind and then drag you back here." I shot at him.9

"Okay just chill. Let's try to figure this out." Riley said, trying to calm me down.10

"Fine. But you stay over there." I said, pointing to the opposite wall. "And put your pants back on."11

Riley and I went to our opposite sides of the room and sat quietly, trying to remember anything about the night before.12

*The night before*13

The club was dark and crowded. People gathered in large groups around the bar trying to convince the bartender to please just let them have one more drink and that would be it. I sat at a high table with a few of my friends, Riley among them. We were on our fith round of tequila's and were all talking nonsense.14

"Who wants to come to the dance floor with me?" my friend Jewels shouted over the thunderous music.15

"I will!" I said, downing the last of my tequila.16

"I'll come too!" Riley called from the other end of the table. The three of us made our way through the crowds of people to the middle of the dance floor where things started to get hot.17

The DJ was spinning tons of new hip-hop hits, making the dance vibe easy to get into. Jewels and I had Riley sandwiched between the two of us, me grinding on his front and Jewels rubbin up on him in the back. Riley was thoroughly enjoying himself and I could feel his hardness in my back.18

"I'm gonna go get another round of tequila." Jewels said after dancing for about an hour.19

"I'm gonna stay out here for a little while longer." I said.20

"Me too." Riley said. Jewels disappeared in the flood of people.21

"You havin a good time?" Riley asked over the music. His body was pressed to mine and his hands ran along my thighs and up my skirt, getting me hotter.22

"Definitely. But I know of somewhere we could have an even better time." I purred into Riley's ear. Riley could barely contain himself when I said that. We left the club without telling the others where we were going and walked the block back to my apartment.23

I stopped outside my locked door to tease Riley a bit. I locked my mouth with his and lightly nibbled on his lower lip, running my fingertips under the elastic of his boxers. I pulled away to leave him wanting more and picked my key out of my bra to unlock the door. Riley left a trail of little kisses down my neck and my bare shoulders. He was growing impatient and I worked faster to get the door open and when it finally was we went in and closed the door tightly behind us.24

*Back to the morning*25

"Is this really so horrible?" Riley asked from his end of the room.26

I looked up at him, pulled out of my recelections by his voice. He was staring at me intently with his bright blue eyes. He looked a mess, his clothes wrinkled, his hair sticking up in back of his head, and heavy bags under his eyes.27

"I don't know." I sighed. He was my best friend and I had never in a million years thought that I would end up having sex with him, even if I was drunk out of my mind.28

"I don't think it is." Riley whispered. He crawled on his hands and knees over to me and kissed my lips lightly. "I think it's a chance for something."