Friends with Sexy Benefits 4

HANSEL

I had no idea how I had made it successfully from the bar to the cottage all on my own. I deserved an award of some sort. It was simply mind-blowing. I didn't make it into the cottage but at least I got to the property. I had seen five Chesters coming out from the cottage right before passing out in glorious drunken slumber.

The next morning, I woke up to the familiar comfort of my bed. My room had my scent which helped in soothing me. I stretched out my squeaky joints yawning; a little bit of needed awareness returning. The first thing I noticed was the absence of my clothes. I was in my drawers. Just my drawers.

My mind spun over the realization that Gretel must have carried my drunk ass into the cottage and she was responsible for stripping me. For the first time, I felt apprehension. Gretel had kissed me which was unexpected. Saying it was unexpected was an understatement.

I got out of bed grudgingly and searched for clean clothes to wear. The box where I keep my clothes wa