A few couples were still dancing on the patio so Marie grabbed my hand and said she wanted to dance with me. We danced but not close or erotic. She told me she had noticed I wasn’t drinking very much. I told her I wanted to be sober for her later. She smiled when I told her that but told me she was concerned about Sheila’s intentions. She asked me if I would switch to drinking gin and tonic and if I would that she, herself, would be my personal bartender. I didn’t even like gin. I laughed and asked her if she was trying to get me drunk to which she replied she was.
After our dance, I called Marie over and asked her if she would fix me a gin and tonic. Sheila jumped up saying she would do it but Marie said she was the hostess so she would do it herself. Marie was a very cunning and sly girl. The first drink was a normal gin and tonic. Sheila immediately wanted to taste it. She said she didn’t like the taste of gin. I was sure Marie must have known that. When she noticed my drink was getting low, Marie came over and told me she would fix me another one.
This time she winked me slyly so Sheila did not see her. I took a sip and realized there was no gin in it. Marie was again right about her friend. Sheila did not bother to sample this drink.
A little later when Sheila excused herself to go to the ladies room, Marie came over and whispered, “thank you for staying sober, Michael.”
I told her I stayed sober for her because the only way I was going to let her down tonight would be if it was onto her back on her knees. She told me before this night was over she wanted it to be both ways. She also added she had given a lot of thought to something else. When I asked her what that was she told me her back door had never been opened and she was ready to change that and reminded me once more that she was going to be a slut for me tonight.
By 9:00 pm all the guests had gone home except for Sheila and me. Sheila said she wanted to spend the night. She said since I seemed to be OK I could drive her home and we could pick up my car or hers tomorrow. Marie’s green eyes flamed from jealousy to near outrage at that idea. Both Jim and I could clearly see where this might lead so he interjected that he would drive Sheila home in her car and Marie and I could follow to bring him back home. Sheila balked at the idea but finally gave in and agreed since Jim would be driving her home.
On the way to Sheila’s house, Marie told me Sheila had always had a crush on Jim but he never gave her an opportunity to act upon it. She also told me she and Jim had a few minutes alone to talk about what to do after the barbecue and they had both decided to let it go all the way. They were both secure in their marriage and in their love for each other.
When we got Sheila home, it was obvious she was far more than just a little drunk. Marie took her to the bathroom and by the sounds Jim and I heard she would not be feeling very well in the morning. Marie finally managed to get Sheila to go to bed and the three of us left her there alone.