Hell of a night

I was about 18 at the time, and I did my usual Friday routine. Shower prettying up, then bored. I decided to go to my neighbors house, he was hanging out in his garage. In the recent months I would go over and hang out, he didn't care I was underage and would let me drink. So I got ready after doing my makeup. I wore a black collar that was really frilly, with my playboy bra which helped with my not so awesome chest. My thong was black which matched my bra and the shirt. My jeans were blue and I thought I was smoking. I was sure to bring my purse and phone. I called him as I stepped out, just to be sure I wasn't heading over to an empty house. When he answered his voice sounded very inebriated.

I asked if he was there.
"Of course, come on over sexy."
"All right hunky Joe, I'll be over in a bit."

If I knew what was going to happen that night, maybe I would not have gone.I knocked on his garage door, which very shortly opened. His garage was very guy like, there was a couch fold out bed in the corner. he had a pool table in the center with a fridge of beer next to the door.

He came up and his appearance was better than usual. His facial hair was gone and he had a tall physique natural weight lifter. He wore a loose jersey with shorts.
I asked, "how may have you already had?"
As he gave me a very tight hug, "three."
"Nice where are you friends?" I wondered.
"For sure not here." he responded.
I went and sat on his bed.
"Care for a beer, my love?" he asked as he went to get one.
"Hell yeah, I want to get fucked up." i said.
He smiled and brought it to me laying back next to me. "just what I love to hear cuties say."

I smiled and we talked a lot about our lives. I was about three beers in.
When he said, " have you ever found me attractive?"
I paused not knowing how to respond, but the beer let me loose, "you know it honey."
"I've always wanted to be with you." he quietly told me.