I paid for the taxi and helped Dan into his house, I fumbled around in his pockets and, eventually, found his house keys. I had to pretty much carry him up the stairs and drop him onto his bed. I took his shoes and jeans off. That was as far as I went. I threw a blanket over him and went back downstairs. I helped myself to a beer and checked for an Uber to take me home. There wasn’t any around!
I decided to watch a bit of TV and wait to see if one came my way. I made my way into the living room and got comfy on the huge L shaped Sofa. I sat on the side away from the L, it had a small table near it. Which was perfect for my beer?
10 minutes later I heard the door go. It was Dans Wife, Vicki. All I could think was “Shit” she was going to be pissed off. I hadn’t seen Vicki for almost a year. She was always OK with me, but over the year that I hadn’t seen her Dan had told me all the things she had done and she seemed to have turned into a right bitch.
I was in her housed and I didn’t want to cause any trouble. I decided to go on the charm offensive to try and soften the blow. “Hi Vicki, It’s John. I had to help Dan home as he was wasted. I’m just waiting for a Cab.”
Vicki walked into the living room. Wow! She was looking good. Vicki was about 5′ 7″ Tall, with a slim, toned, athletic build. Tonight she was wearing black stilettos, Skin tight, light, blue jeans and a black crop top. Her blonde, shoulder length hair was down. It was usually tied up. As mentioned, Vicki has an awesome figure! She was a tennis coach, So she kept herself in shape, but very rarely showed off her figure.
She would usually be in baggy sports wear. Tonight, however, she was indeed showing off her amazing figure. Surprisingly she had nice size breasts, considering she was so athletic. They were a nice B cup, but this must have been the 1st time I’d seen her showing off her cleavage. Her jeans looked like they had been sprayed on too. I was certain that her arse would look good in them.
“Hiya John, I haven’t seen you in ages. It’s no surprise that Dan is wasted again. Spending more of our money on booze” Vicki said as she walked in the room.
She seemed to be a bit drunk too, but also in a good mood.
“I hope you don’t mind, but I helped myself to a beer.” I replied.
“Of Course I don’t mind. Why would I? Do you want another one?”
“Yes, Sure. Are you going to have one” I replied.
I was surprised that she was being so pleasant. Maybe it was the booze, or maybe I had only heard one side of the story and she wasn’t really as much of a bitch as Dan made her out to be?
“I think I’ll have a glass of wine” Vicki said as she walked out to get the drinks.
My earlier assumption was correct, her arse looked amazing as she walked off into the kitchen. The denim clung to her pert bottom and I could make out her perfect little cheeks.
When she returned she sat to my left on the corner of the L shaped sofa. We chatted for a while about our separate nights out. I had come to the conclusion that Vicki hadn’t changed much and maybe Dan had been exaggerating about how much of a bitch she was?