One drunk night with my cousin

My name is Camille, but everyone calls me Cammi, and this is a fictional story. My story is about a husband, a wife, and a female cousin. We were all drinking, and one thing led to another, and now, at family functions, she will not look at me the same again. We had never talked about it.

My husband's name is Erik. He is six feet tall. He has sandy brown hair. He has green eyes. They sparkle with tints of brown. He is about one hundred-sixty to about one hundred and eighty pounds. He has a few extra pounds. I do not think that he looked that bad. He does not look like he has a beer belly. He was a little muscular, but not like he worked out daily or had a six-pack, but he looked extremely good to me.

My cousin's name is Bianca. She is a few years younger than me. I think she was prettier than me. She was a little chunky, but she looked so good. Her boobs were much perkier than mine.

I did not know if they were bigger than mine, but without a doubt, they were perkier than mine. Bianca had blond hair that was about halfway down her back. She was taller than me. She was about five foot two inches taller than me, but not by much.

I am about four foot and eleven inches tall. I am truly short. I have strawberry blond hair that was down to my shoulders. I have blue eyes. I was chunky as well. I had huge boobs forty-four dd was my bra size. I had a big ass as well. I was not totally in love with my body, but when my husband could not keep his hands off me, I felt so damn sexy.

So, one night, Erik and I decided we wanted a small party. We had invited a couple of people over, including Bianca. Drinks were flowing, and people were having an enjoyable time. People were laughing and dancing and making out with each other. It was a small party, like twenty people or so. People even brought over alcohol to be passed around. Others would drink what we had. It was a good night.

Sometime during the night, I looked toward the direction of the kitchen. I saw Erik and Bianca in the kitchen. Erik was initially talking to other people. Bianca was talking to someone else as well. It was a different person Erik was talking to. Anyway, Erik turned around.

Now Erik was standing behind her with Bianca's back to him. I saw him put his hand down, and he started sliding it up and down her ass. She seemed to be enjoying it till she turned around and realized it was Erik, and she walked away.

I got to Erik, hit his arm, and asked, "What was that?" He laughed, and he was like, "What?" I said, "You were feeling up Bianca's ass." He said, "Yeah, I know it looked so good I wanted to touch it." I hit him again and left him, and found another drink. I went looking for Bianca to talk to her. I wanted to make sure she was all right.

I found her; she was outside smoking a cigarette. I approached her and asked, "Bianca, are you good? I saw what Erik did to you. I wanted to make sure you are all right." Bianca said, "Yeah, I am good.

He shocked me because I was not expecting it to be him, but it felt good. Maybe it is because I am drunk, but I did like it but did not want him to know." I was shocked by what she said. I mean, I did not blame her if I were drunk and some random guy came up and was rubbing my ass, I would get horny as well.

I told her, "I am sorry either way. Erik should not have done that." I hugged her and walked away. I left her so that she could finish her cigarette. I needed to find another drink. When I was outside talking to her, I completed mine. So now I needed more.

I walked back into the house, grabbed another drink, sat on my couch, and watched people enjoying themselves while I sat there and thought. I was still a little upset when Erik walked up and asked, "What is wrong?"

I told him, "Nothing is wrong with me." He bent down, kissed me, and said, "Sorry if I upset you. I was not trying to." I said, "It is fine, I guess." He pulled me up and hugged me. "I love you, baby," he said.