BP

>It's a Friday night and you're getting ready to go to a party your normie roommate is dragging you along to
>You don't even want to go but your friend assures you that you will have a good time
>"Don't worry brah, I know how you get around crowds! It's just a small birthday party!"
>You ignore the subtle, though probably unintentional verbal jab at you in his words and just focus on putting what you would consider your "party" clothes
>Your roommate's gf for this month shows up to take you both to this birthday party, who's it is you don't know.
>Before too long, you all arrive to the old, almost run down house where the party is being held
>Your roommate lied, this isn't a "small get together" you see at least 20 people outside the house alone
>You stay silent and stick to the guy that's taken you here as he meets and greets with everyone there, almost all of which he knows, you just hope it will be all over sooner rather than later as you head inside the creaky, old home
>It's a typical scene as you enter with your roommate and his gf
>Loud music, louder people and the scent of mixed alcohol fills every room you trek through as your roommate makes a beeline for the drinks
>"Ok dude you're gonna have to step away from me for a bit, I'm getting a little like, claustrophobic" he sniggers at you while handing you a drink
>You were expecting something like this but not this soon, you don't even bother reminding him about what he said to you to make you come here in the first place as you snatch the drink from his hand
>With the kind of grin you thought was reserved for comic book supervillains and car dealers he tells you "Just chill and have a good time, amigo, like I said it's just a small party!"
>And like that he's gone
>You barely move from the position you've been left in as the sea of unfamiliar faces ebb and flow from room to room
>You've pretty much become "my feet hurt.jpg"
>Fortunately, the drinks are damn good
>You've been standing almost exactly in the same place for almost 3 songs before finally telling yourself you need to at least try and be a human
>You look around and walk toward the friendliest face nearest to you
>"The music's pretty good." is the conversation starter you decide to go with
>You get a weird look before an apathetic "Yeah..."
>This was a terrible idea, you aren't cut out for these kinds of things, you aren't totally socially inept but large gatherings of people aren't your preferred environment at all
>Subconsciously your legs do a little jig to the beat of the music blasting throughout the beat up house
>Before you notice your own movements you notice someone staring right at you and smiling
>Long black hair and a very understated dress sense with the most dazzling green eyes you've ever seen
>You stop your impromptu dance and look back feeling your embarrassment in every fiber of your being as she giggles
>She's moving closer
>Straight towards you
>You weigh the possibility that someone spiked your drink as she approaches you
>You want to say something to her but decide to let her talk first to avoid a repeat of your previous exchange
>Finally she breaks the silence
>"The music's pretty good" she tells you
>Is this real life? There's no way she could have heard you say that before
>"Yeah it's not too bad" you respond
>"I'm Lauren" she tells you, with a tone that implies you should know who she is
>Her voice makes her sound much older than she must be, it's deep yet feminine bordering on sultry
>"Oh? Cool." you reply nodding although you have no idea what the hell is going on
>"So who'd you come here with?" she asks you
>You look around to see that your roommate is swarmed in women, none of which are the one you came here with
>You point him out to Lauren and she lets out a short giggle over the dumb look on his face
>"I see... You don't seem like the type of guy that hangs out with guys like that" Lauren says to you with a playfully inquisitive face
>You explain how you live with him and how most days it's like living an Odd Couple (or more commonly a Three's Company) episode to her
>"Hey, you want to maybe get out of this room before you grow roots out of your shoes?" she asks you
>"This has to be some sort of prank" you think to yourself, there's just no way a lady like this would want to spend a minute longer feigning interest in what you have to say
>Maybe it's the drink giving you courage beyond your capabilities, but you vocalize your answer for the first time in the night
>"FOR SURE!" you yell in response, as it just so happened to be in the middle of a song transition
>Everyone looks at you and her as she just giggles and tells you to follow her
>You step outside, it's considerably darker now and you wonder how long you were standing in that corner, the fresh air feels great in comparison to whatever you were breathing inside however
>It's just you, Lauren and a few people almost too drunk to stand outside, it's very peaceful and much more your pace
>You share a long and enjoyable exchange with Lauren and you find out you have similar tastes in a lot of things, although she's seems to be the one controlling the conversation
>"So you're enjoying my party then?"
>You have a double take and tell her you feel kind of bad for not telling her "Happy Birthday" yet
>She informs you how this was supposed to be a small shindig but her friends decided to invite everyone they knew
>"It wasn't all bad though, I got you." Lauren says as she turns to you
>You wonder what that last bit she said meant before she cuts into your inner monologue
>"Say, you want to see the birthday girl's room?"
>You seize up and wonder if this is all going a bit too fast
>Lauren doesn't even wait for a response from you, she grabs your hand hard and rushes you back inside, through all the people and into a small bedroom that, aside from the bare necessities, is quite vacant
>"This is my room!" she informs you as she pushes you further in and slams the door behind you
>"Things are a bit fishy" you think to yourself before you get caught admiring Lauren again
>"Sit down and relax, alright?" she instructs you as she points to the bed
>As you sit down you notice she has a small card in her hands
>"Is that one of your birthday cards? Where's the present that goes with it?" you ask with increased suspicion in your tone
>Lauren slowly turns around and locks the door before turning back to you and smiling the same smile you saw back in the first room
>"You're the present" she says before giving you the card
>You feel a shock come over you as you take the card Lauren put in front of you
>"Hey dude don't take this the wrong way but I've gotten sick of seeing you moping around the house all day and never bringing any girls home. Lauren here's going to take care of you, she's just had like, an epic falling out with her ex and she's told me she just wants someone around. You're lonely, she's lonely it's like a win-win dude."
>It's definitely your roommate''s handwriting
>You have no idea what to feel at this moment but you can pin it down to equal parts of homicidal rage toward your roommate for not swinging this by you and total confusion
>Lauren breaks the silence, her tone slightly different "You don't have to worry, he told me everything about your history with girls.." as she slowly but firmly puts her hand on your chest and pushes you "..or lack thereof"
>Once you're laying down on the bed positions herself on top of you, grabs your head and pulls you into a deep kiss
>Lauren breaks the kiss and stares into your eyes as you both blush
>"You're pretty cute when you're confused, doll" she whispers between her post-kiss breaths
>She leans back upright and starts humming "Happy Birthday" as she slowly unbuttons your shirt
>Finally you respond to the situation you've found yourself in
>"W-Wait, didn't either of you think for a second how I would feel about this?"
>She freezes and gives you an almost predatory stare
>"Come now, we have both already established how you feel about this, honey"
>She puts her hand in-between your legs and feels your trouser Leviathan through your pants while smirking to herself
>You might not know what you're feeling at this moment emotionally, but you're fairly sure you are enjoying it, so why stop?
>You let out a sigh or resignation before holding her close to you and smiling
>"Good boy, now hold still, shut up and let this Birthday Girl unwrap her present!"
>You do exactly as you're told, after all you wouldn't want to get in the way of a birthday wish
>Lauren continues to hum "Happy Birthday" as she removes your shirt button by button, relishing the moment before reaching your pants
>She stops and instructs you to remove your pants yourself so she can remove her own clothes
>You both move with almost superhuman speed to see who can get undressed first
>You take in her naked body's image with a dumbstruck look on your face
>Another one of her adorable giggles brings you away from pervland
>She slowly eases back on top of you, showering you with kisses from your lips down to your lower neck
>"Hmm, let's have some fun" Lauren says as she guides you into her
>The bass of the music outside the room creates an odd sexual metronome for the two of you
>As the music outside reaches a faster tempo, so do you and her
>Lauren's hands are all over you, stroking your hair, cheeks and chest before pulling you in close
>Lauren moves her hands down to your chin and forces you to look up at her
>As if it was playing for the two of you alone, the music reaches a crescendo as you both "crescendo" while gazing into each other's eyes
>You collapse onto the bed as she collapses onto you
>You take a moment to gain your composure before muttering to Lauren "Happy Birthday"
>She lets out a exhausted giggle as she holds you close and whispers "This is my birthday party, but my real birthday is tomorrow"
>You both pass out right then and there, when you wake up the door is wide open and Lauren is gone
>You walk out into the main room to find her and your roommate on clean-up duty
>"Good morning!" Lauren greets you with a smile
>You look at your roommate, he looks back at you before letting out the most dumb laugh you've ever heard with an even dumber smile