When everyone left the party, Gretchen led me to her room, pushed me down on her bed and did a striptease

I was just reading the story "Qualified to Tap that Keg" and it reminded me of a similar incident one night during a party.

However, the story of the whole night needs to be told. I had just moved to a new city and a friend of mine, Gretchen, asked me if I could buy some alcohol for her twentieth birthday party. I had only known her for a couple of months at this point and we hadn't even made out. Not that I didn't want to, but I had met her through her boyfriend, who was an acquaintance of mine. They had since broken up and I had maintained a friendship with her (she was/is a really cool chick to just hang out with), but not with him.

Back to the story, I of course agreed to buy the alcohol … we talked about getting a pony keg versus a full size keg, thinking not many people would show up (we were later proven wrong). I went to buy the keg and after the third place informed me they did not sell pony kegs, I went ahead and got a full-sized one.

When I got to her apartment with the keg in tow, her roommate and several of her friends were there, including a couple of guys. We decided to tap the keg, but, alas, none of us knew how (sad, but true.) I called a friend of mine that has been known to throw a party or two and he told me what to do and a few minutes later, we all had beers in our hand.

It was then that people started showing up. LOTS of people. At one point the living room and kitchen (where the keg was) had wall to wall people, while the outside balcony was packed with smokers. It was mostly a combination of my friends and her’s. Sometime during the night the cops showed up. Fortunately all they did was tell the people out on the balcony to quiet it down.

I'm not sure what time it was when it was discovered that the keg was floated. Naturally, the party started to die down after that and soon I was the only person in the apartment that did not live there. I told Gretchen I was in no condition to drive and she did what any friend would do, invited me to stay the night. She then led me to her bedroom, pushed me down on the bed and did a striptease.

Needless to say, we had sex that night. While I would like to say that I've had sex with her since, I would be lying. I am, however, still friends with her, two years after the fact and we never talk about it, but who knows, maybe the next time I get wasted at her place...