With most of the party having moved downstairs, there was a clear path to coffee table in the center of the room. Sprinting to the closest leg, you quickly look around you, surveying your surroundings. You don't see any feet coming from the couch and everyone else in the room appears preoccupied. Deciding your best bet is to climb, you wrap you arms and legs around the furniture and begin to shimmy up the table leg. After a few minuets of exhausting climbing, you reach the top of the table. In front of you lied an extensive stretch of dark wood, a pleasant gloss suggesting a recent polish. Having gained a higher vantage point, you once again survey the room. A few guests were just walking out as you reached the top and your friend Christina sat in a large armchair across the room reading something she presumably found in the adjacent magazine rack. Suddenly you hear the rough rubbing of fabric against denim behind you and turn around. Sitting on the couch directly behind you was Amanda, the cute redhead you'd seen in school. Sharing mutual friends, you'd seen her a few times prior to the party, but never spoke much. She always had a bright smile on her face, however. It spread through her entire body, gaining a lightness and joy. You had noticed her soft pink lips every time you saw her, drawn to them by her constant smiles. Her bright blue eyes and long lashes weren't ignored either. You took the time to fully look her over as you stood on the table; tonight she wore a red flannel unbuttoned over a tight black tank top. The fabric stretched over large chest. Stopping a moment you stare, appreciating the truly massive size of her breasts, easily larger than most of the girls in your school. You followed the straining black tank as it crested mid-cleavage and descended, tucking below and in onto itself as her breasts relaxed from her half lying position. Lower, you noticed her wearing dark skinny jeans, tight against her sizable thighs, wide hips, and into her thin calves. You hadn't really taken the time to see how attractive Amanda was before tonight.
She was currently doing something on her phone, absorbing her complete attention, attention you needed.
Your plan:
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