I'm a 24 year old male and I work with a 21 year old female. We've known each other for about a year, and from day 1 we've just been awesome friends. Now I know us guys can't just be friends with girls, especially girls as hot as this girl. She is litterally a 10 and I'm a 6 at best. Way out of my league. Of course as well as being her friend, I've never stopped wanting to fuck her. But I knew there was litterally no chance in hell. So I'd wank to her in my dreams and I was content with that. She's always had a boyfriend, another 10/10 they were a hot couple. The guy is cool, until he drinks, then he's a massive douche bag, to everyone around him. Now this past year we've just been really close work colleagues. I'm hilarious to her, (we both have a pretty dark sense of humour) now to be honest, what I lack in physical looks, I make up for in "personality" D: over the year we confide everything with each other, I was well and truly in the friendzone. Like as solid as you can be. As I said, it was fine, I knew where I was. I saw other girls during 2013, I do not do bad by any means. I dated this incredibly hot girl for a while. Landed her through this first friend, and awesome sex was had. We talk everything with each other, as open a friendship as I've ever had with anyone. She even opened to me about cheating on her boyfriend and catching clamidia from another dude. Now chill out, she's not a bad person, you just need to understand the situation. Her and her boyfriend are pretty tight together, but completely sexually incompatible. Her fucks her once a month. Which always made me so angry, because I don't need to go into if I had a girl like that... She has this disconnect between sex and her relationship. It's just the way they work. It's not a healthy relationship, but it works for them.

Now fast forward to this last month. At work and when we go out on the town she became more frustrated then usual about her situation. She'd been hearing news of her boyfriend being spotted in the arms of another girl and she was considering ending things. Something I know she will never do because her and him will never break up.

New Years comes around, and me and her and all our mutual friends go out and get wasted. For the first night ever, her boyfriend is finally not around to herd her back home. We get pretty drunk and when the clubs close we all head back to mine, to continue drinking. We get even more drunk and people start to crash. One by one everyone leaves. Now the other super fine out of my league girl is in my bedroom at this point, passed out drunk in my bed. But nothing between me and her had really happened in a couple months. It got to the point where it was just me and my friend. And she was holding no prisoners. We were sat on my sofa together and she just said "fuck I'm so horny, I haven't been fucked in 3 weeks" With that I snapped, a whole year of lust just pounced on her, kissing her. I was bat shit drunk so I guess that's where the burst of confidence came from. We made out for a bit. Then she stood up, pulling my hand with her. She lead me down my hallway, muttering to herself "where's a good spot?" I whisked open the closet door that stores all the shoes and coats, and threw her inside. I've never been such an animal before.

While the girl I kinda used to have mutual feelings for slumbered away in my bed, I was tearing off my friends clothes with such firosity. Me and her had joked about the size of my dick enough times but she had never seen it, and I don't think she ever really believed me until she saw it for herself. We had wild wild sex on the floor of the coat cupboard. The amount of times I had been through this scenario in my head and it was actually happening. It was fucking great.

But now the problems. I was so drunk. Firstly I barely remember any of the visuals. I mean I know it happened, and can imagine myself in that situation. But actually physical memories of the occasion are pretty thin. Like it was a dream. Secondly, I was so drunk, I didn't even cum. For fuck sake!!! I pounded her for 30 mins solid and she said it was the best sex of her life, but I didn't even peak. So needless to say I want repeat business. Forget the boyfriend, he's irrelevant. She's with him because she's always been with him, they cheat on each other and they both know it. It's a marriage of convenience. I just want a chance to get back in there, hopefully with less alcohol. Since the occasion she's sent me a couple of flirty texts. One being after I asked if she was coming out for a couple drinks, and she said only if we fuck again. But she wasn't being serious. Our relationship is still 100% there's no awkwardness. But now that I've had her in that way, I can't stop wanting her in that way again. I'm still capable of being the friend I was before, I just don't want to. But what I don't want, or never want is anything serious between us. She's my best friend who I lust over but if I was her boyfriend I'd have to chain up her free spirit.