Drunk sex with my best friend

This is a true story about me having sex with my best friend after many years of friendship.  I changed her name in the story, just in case.

This recently happened about a week ago, but I will give a bit of a back story as well.

Jessica has been my best friend since 7th grade.  At first I felt intimidated because she was very good looking.  She was an early bloomer, having a really nice set of tits so early into puberty.  
In middle school, she was head over heels for my guy best friend Andrew.  Andrew, I won’t lie, was one of the more good looking guys in my school. We always hung out together and he would tell me how he wanted to fuck Jessica.  Andrew had a girlfriend though, and he wouldn’t cheat on her for Jessica. 
Being my best friend, Jessica would complain about Andrew and his girlfriend to me all the time- which was annoying after a while.  This actually lasted until senior year of high school, but that’s not important.

Anyways, in our first semester of freshman year of high school, Jessica was very lonely I assume, and always depressed.  She would come over to my house all the time and cry and talk about her problems. She didn’t have many friends besides me, which kind of shocked me because she was VERY attractive.  Many of the other girls didn’t like her because of her clothing.  She dressed in mini skirts and low cut shirts and tank tops.  Overall she looked pretty skanky, I won’t lie.  But that wasn’t really a problem for the guys, who always used cat calls and such.  She hated that, she was not a slut or anything.  She was very normal, but many didn’t see her that way.

One day when she was at my house, she was sitting on my brothers bed and I was on mine.  Nobody was home except the two of us.  We were facing eachother an just talking about something, I can’t remember.  I just remember for some reason, she stood up and grabbed my hands and way swaying them back and forth asking me to stand up.  I got up and I remember we were laughing and I fell back and landed on my bed, me now laying down.  She suddenly leaned  forward and placed her lips against mine.  She hadn’t fallen, she climbed on top of me.  She had both her hands on my neck, and we were instantly making out very intimately.  She bit my lips gently and licked the roof of my mouth.  I can still vividly remember this scene, as it was my first kiss.  
I placed my hands on her ass, slowly lifting her mini skirt (which didn’t need to be lifted that far), and grabbed her small, but tight ass.  I squeezed harder than I should have, but she seemed ok with it.  This was very intense for me, especially since neither of us had been with anyone before.  I tried to take off her shirt, but she stopped me and immediately got off of me.  She just walked out and we never talked about it again. 

She got a boyfriend soon after, but we still remained best friends.  I got with my girlfriend  in my junior year (I have a story about her as well).  We still hung out every day, never experiencing any awkwardness or regret from our little make out session.  However, in our last semester of high school, I began noticing that she would flirt with me a bit.  She would call me stud and sexy, ect.  Sometimes she’d sit in my lap and even pretend that she was a stripper at my “future bachelor party” and give me a little lap dance.  I never objected to this, since we hadn’t shown any signs of affection or sexual interest for over 3 and a half years.  

We graduated high school and nothing changed, since we both went to very close schools.  I saw her a little less, but enough to remain close friends.

One day, she sends me a text, which I will copy and paste.
This is the actual text conversation :

Jessica: omg man, like we seriously need to get drunk together one of these days!
Me: lol, you’re suddenly an alcoholic now?
Jessica: no haha, but I have drunken before with my bf at parties! It’s totes fun 🙂
Me:  well get a bottle and we’ll see what happens then lol
Jessica: really??? Yay! You have to see me drunk! I get really friendly :)))
Me: lol friendly? Like how?
Jessica: you’ll have to wait and see 😉

After this we changed the topic.

After re reading that little mini conversation, I thought only dirty thoughts.  I was actually getting turned on by the idea of us drinking together alone, imagining why might happen.
I didn’t go crazy thinking about it, but I kept the idea of us possibly hooking up in the back of my mind.

A few weeks passed and she sends me a text, this time a picture of her in a thong.

Jessica: what do you think of these panties?
Me: wow what the hell lol.  All of a sudden your asking me to check you out? Haha but yea, you look sexy as hell in those.
Jessica: omg it doesn’t even matter lol, it’s not like anything would ever come of it anyways 😛
Me: true, but still- imagine if kellie saw them?