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I had to smile as I walked out of the guest bedroom. "Grown up? Um, yeah," I thought to myself. It had started out as a typical Saturday night. I was very much a fly-under-the-radar guy. No need to throw my wild times in my parents' faces, but Saturdays were for going out. Tonight I would spend it out drinking and maybe dancing with some nice looking girls. I wasn't much of a dancer. In fact I felt like a complete douche trying to do it, but if you want to meet the nice looking girls your chances improved dramatically if you went where they were and did what they liked. I was sick of missing opportunities from my inclination to hold back. It seemed like a far better option than sitting at some local dive bar talking shit with a plumber or waterman. Besides, all I needed was a few beers to give me all the confidence I needed to take those steps I normally was too shy to take. Gotta love the courage that comes with intoxication. I'd never get on the dance floor without it. Probably would never get laid without it either. I was smiling leaving the bedroom because I had just been in there helping Laura shoe horn herself into her tightest jeans. Laura was my cousin. She was older by 7or 8 years. I hadn't seen her in many years. I couldn't believe how hot she looked. I had to smile when she asked me "Where are you taking me tonight, Andy? It's been fun visiting, but I'm ready for a night out. I bet you can figure out where we can find some trouble, eh?" I also smiled thinking about her reaction when she saw me when she first arrived. "Andy, wow...you've REALLY grown up." Yep, I had. And I was looking forward to a night out with this gorgeous older woman on my arm. şişli escort bayan (https://sislimarka.com/) Even if it meant I would be frustrated at the end of the evening. I mean, she was my cousin, but "wow", I thought. "What a body on her now." I couldn't get the image out of my head of her laying back on her bed pulling her tight jeans on while I helped her pull the zipper up. "And what great tits," I thought. "Damn." But in reality I was a little conflicted realizing that while I was helping her into her pants some other guy would be helping her out of them later that night. But still what a bod. I was happy to have seen her half undressed like that. I couldn't believe she was so open about me seeing her in her panties. I could see just the hint of bush. "Kinda sexy," I thought. My enthusiasm soon crashed to earth. Now everyone was going out with us tonight, my parents and another cousin, John. "WTF?? Were they too dense to see that they were what Laura wanted a break from?" Now instead of a great drunken night with Laura it would be a boring night with my parents. "Fuck," I thought. I tried to keep my expression positive as we all climbed into cars and headed to the club. I didn't even want to go. Who wants to go to bar with their parents? The club was one of those places "cleverly" called The Library. Somewhat of a dive bar, big dance floor. Lots of semi-drunken girls. Lots of fully horny guys. The girls seemed to be there for the dancing. The guys pursuing their common delusion of getting laid. Once at the club I wasted little time in having a few beers and trying to get comfortable. The Library was a local hangout so it was mostly variations of the mecidiyeköy escort bayan (https://sislimarka.com/) same crowd from week to week. I wandered around hoping some of the girls I'd danced with last weekend were there. Laura, John and my parents sat at a table and started with some drinks as well. I was a little disheartened when I noticed Laura and John laughing and talking together. John and Laura were about the same age. Now I realized it made perfect sense. "Oh well, maybe it would be fun to watch Laura shoot John down," I thought. John and I had gone out on the prowl many times. Lots of drunken fun, but not much success with the ladies. I blame all the failures on him. Pretty soon people started dancing. John was quick to get Laura on the floor. My father and stepmother mostly sat at the table watching. I wandered off to dance with random girls. Or at least to try to. "Like that was going to happen with my father and mother here anyway," I thought. The evening turned out to be pretty okay after all. I danced with several girls and set my sights on one I thought out of my league. Trying to work up the nerve to ask her to dance, I headed to the bar to get another drink to buck me up when Laura intercepted me and led me to the floor. I smiled and gladly went with her. Just doing something was better than standing around awkwardly waiting for something to happen. Laura and I danced a few fast dances. It was fun. Then the lights dimmed a little and a slow song started. I started towards our table, but Laura grabbed me and said "C'mon, one slow one first." Okay, what the hell," I thought. Laura danced close to me, with her arms around my neck her escort şişli (https://sislimarka.com/) head on my chest. I awkwardly put my hands down near her waist. It was a pretty awesome feeling, actually. I'd never been so physically close to her and to do it in such a dark, romantic atmosphere was kind of arousing. After a few minutes she moved her mouth to my ear and whispered "Why have you been ignoring me Andy? I thought WE were going out." I said, "I wasn't ignoring you. I just thought you were having fun with my parents and John. Didn't want to intrude." Laura said, "Oh, I was just being polite with them. No offense, but John is a putz. I think you need to stay out here with me so I can let him cool down a little. I wouldn't want him to get the wrong idea." "And besides, I'd rather be like this with you, " she whispered as she tucked her head back to my chest. I wondered if she had any idea at all about the giant hardon she had just given me. My hands drifted down to her hips. We stayed a few hours longer. I had many more drinks. She mostly danced with me. I told myself I'd tell my parents she wanted me to keep John off of her. I was just being nice. But increasingly I didn't care what they thought. The booze. The close dancing. After a few hours of her dancing in close like that, whispering in my ear, pressing herself up against me, I didn't care. All I cared abut was whether she noticed my hard cock pressed against her and I wondered if she had any idea at all the ideas I was getting having her nice tits pressed up against me for so long. Neither of us appeared to pay much attention to my hands which were now on her ass. I wondered briefly if my parents noticed. A few hours later we were back at the house. After a quick break to take a piss...my eternal problem when drinking...I stumbled out into the living room looking for everybody. My parents had gone to bed. John and Laura were in the den. As I entered I heard her tell him he was being kind of pushy.