After her game, her shot of tequila, and a couple more games she had completely lost track of time. She was flying high and could feel a wetness in her groin. That was a good sign, her juices were leaking out without even kissing, she was going to give David a wild ride tonight. She didn’t know if it was the extra shot she had taken or the attention of four men at once, but she was ready. She turned to let Deborah know she was going and was surprised to see that no one was standing at the dartboard. A quick glance around revealed that she was nowhere in sight. The other guys were in the middle of laughing at a joke, so she turned to Phil, the largest of the group whose nasty goatee put her off. “Where did Deborah go?”
Phil laughed and motioned around him “You see Justin anywhere? Those two wandered off quite a while ago, what do you reckon they are up to?” He laughed and elbowed Trey, who split a huge grin that looked wonderful on his ginger headed face. She shook her head and blushed, realizing suddenly what Phil was saying… Deborah had probably gone to find an empty bedroom. She was really surprised that Deb had just bailed on her like that, but she supposed she shouldn’t be. That was fine, though, she was horny and it was a great excuse to find her husband and head home. She feigned regret as she worked her mouth to make her thick tongue form words that didn’t sound slurred, “Well it’s been fun, gentlemen, but I really just came here for Deborah, so I’m afraid I’m going to have to call it a night.”
Trey didn’t seem surprised at all as he stood up and replied mirthfully, “Oh aye, that doesn’t surprise me a bit, we all followed Justin here you know. That bastard had this in mind from the start, you mark my words. Tell ya what, let’s have one more for the road before we all head off, yeah? Greg, why don’t you prepare her something with a little extra kick?” He winked at her on that last word and she couldn’t help but giggle at his over the top way of speaking.
“Okay why not.” She chirped happily. Why not indeed? She had never gotten blackout drunk before, and the thought about what she might do to her husband in such a state was making her so wet she was afraid it was going to cause a spot to show on her skirt. Greg handed her a tall shot glass filled with more of the foul smelling liquor and she downed it without hesitation. She figured it was probably a double shot, since Trey had stated it had an extra kick to it. That would be eight shots, double the amount she usually stopped herself at. The warmth from the shot spread through her body and didn’t seem to stop. Her skin was on fire and she had to pull her skirt up from under her butt to keep from making an obvious wet spot on it. Hopefully anyone who saw the small puddle she was making on the chair would think it was a spilt drink. Imagining it made her giggle and then hiccup. Immediately embarrassed she put her hand to her mouth and knew that her face was blood red. She touched her cheeks and they felt unbelievably warm. She looked up at the guys, but she had moved her head too quickly and the room started spinning a little. “Whoah,” she exclaimed as she put her hands on the table to steady herself, “why is it so hot in here, hasn’t the host of this party ever heard of AC?”
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