"That's a wrap!" The producer yelled out.
Maria Menounos had just finished interviewing Olivia Wilde for her show "Extra". Olivia was promoting a new movie she had coming out and was wrapping up a vigorous media tour. This had been her thirtieth and final interview in the past week. She was happy to end it; especially with her friend Maria.
The two women had met several years before when Olivia was on "The O.C." and Maria was working for "Entertainment Tonight." Their first interview had technical issues, so they spent a few good hours chatting and sharing stories. They instantly became great friends. Olivia's team had purposely scheduled this interview to end the tour to ensure that she would have a fun time at the end of a very un-fun time.
As the camera and production crews were packing their equipment, Olivia sat down on the couch next to Maria.
"Hey." She said with a smile. "Do you have any plans for tonight?"
"Not that I can think of, why?" Maria asked.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to come over for a few drinks and, I don't know just hang out."
"Absolutely, sounds like fun. I just have to finish up here for a couple of hours and then I'll head over." They both smiled before getting up from the couch. Maria went into her office as Olivia left the studio and returned to her car.
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Later that night, around 8:00, Maria pulled her Prius into Olivia's driveway. She knocked on the door and was quickly met by her friend, who was holding a Molson Canadian beer.
"Hey Maria, come on in and have a drink." She handed her the beer and closed the door behind them.
The two women walked into the living room and sat down on the large couch in the corner. Olivia watched on as Maria quickly inhaled the entire beer. Within fifteen seconds, the full bottle was reduced to a small amount of foam resting at the bottom.
"Someone was thirsty." Olivia commented.
"Damn right. Work has been so fucking stressful lately. The new producer is a nagging bitch and she's had me flying across the country over and over again for the last month. I know you haven't had any rest in a week but I haven't had any in a friggin month. I just want to sit back and enjoy myself tonight."
"Wow Maria, I guess I'll have to get you another beer then." Olivia got up and started to head out of the room.
"Wait!" Maria stopped her. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her keys. "Put these somewhere out of my sight, I won't be in any condition to drive home tonight." She tossed her the keys.
Olivia returned as short time later with three beers in her arms. She handed Maria one before cracking one open for herself. Both women threw their heads back and poured the alcohol down their throats. It quickly turned into a chugging contest. By two seconds, Maria finished her drink first and yelled out, "Beat ya!" Olivia almost spit her beer out in.
"The way this is going I might as well just dump all the beer in a cooler and bring it in here. Come on, you can help me."
The two women walked to the kitchen. Maria began taking all of the beer from the refrigerator while Olivia retrieved the large cooler from a closet. Once she found it, she got several bags of ice from her freezer and dumped them into the cooler. Maria quickly followed by placing the drinks inside before shutting the lid. Each woman took a handle and slowly moved it into the living room. Maria was already beginning to feel a bit buzzed as they returned.
Olivia grabbed another beer as Maria made her way to the bathroom. By the time she returned, two freshly empty beer bottles were now on the floor. She looked at Olivia who was already half way through her fourth drink of the night.
"Looks like I'm not the only one who wants to get trashed." Maria grabbed another one and sat next to her.
The two girls were no longer chugging the beers but just casually drinking them. They started drinking at 8:00; by 8:45 they were pretty buzzed; by 9:30 they were pretty drunk; and by 10:20 they were trashed. What started as a quiet night of drinking had turned into a two person party. The music was blasting as the girls took turns dancing and trying to sing along.
Their solo karaoke turned to a duet when ABBA's "Dancing Queen" began playing. The women stood facing each other, looking into each other's bloodshot eyes and sang the lyrics loudly with beers in hand. When the song ended, they hugged each other and laughed. Maria was quickly reminded just how much alcohol limits a person's ability to stay balanced.
With her arm around Olivia's shoulder, she lost balance and fell onto the soft carpeting. Olivia was able to keep her own balance, but her beer was not as lucky. It didn't spill on the floor or onto Olivia, instead the flood of liquid landed right down Maria's tank top.
"Cold, cold, cold, that's fucking cold!" She yelled out in a drunken slur.
"Are you okay?" Olivia asked as she fought to restrain her laughter.
"Get me paper towels, quick!" She yelled as Olivia started to walk, or stammer, to the kitchen. Needing a quick relief, Maria pulled her soaked red shirt off over her head and tossed it on the floor. "Damn it, that was a full beer too!"
Olivia returned with a roll of paper towels and was surprised to see her friend without her shirt on.
"Black bra, I like it." She giggled as she pulled several sheets of paper towel and pretended to hand them to her before pulling them back. She kept doing this until Maria laughed. "What's the matter Maria; do you want the paper towel?"
"Yes, give them to me!"
"Ask nicely." She put the sheets behind her back.
"Can I have them please?"
"You can do better than that." Maria instantly got a sad look on her face.
"Please Olivia, may I please have the paper towels so I can clean the beer off of me."
Olivia walked up to Maria and instead of handing her the towels; she began patting her body with them. She was confused as to why Olivia was cleaning the beer off but didn't mind. At the moment, she just wanted to be dry. Her friend cleaned all that she could before looking her in the eyes.
"If you want to be completely clean, then the bra has to go." Maria, in her drunken state, had no problem unhooking her bra and letting it fall to the floor. "You have pretty nice titties." Olivia said as she used the paper towel on them.
Maria loved the feel of the damp sheet rubbing against her nipples, which were already pretty hard from the ice cold beer that rested in the bra. She was a little disappointed when Olivia stopped.
"All clean!" She giggled.
"Thank you but what am I gonna wear now?" Maria was swaying back and forth as the alcohol was consuming her.
"You can wear one of my shirts, come on."
She grabbed Maria by the hand and walked her upstairs. When they reached the bedroom, the topless woman had to sit down as the room was starting to spin. Olivia started roaming through her closet. Maria became confused as she saw her start to pull her shirt off. Before she could say anything, her purple t-shirt was on the ground and was quickly followed by her white bra.
"Olivia, why are you...you getting undressed?" Maria slurred as she asked the question.
"I was tired of wearing my bra."
She grabbed two t-shirts and exited the closet. However, instead of handing Maria a shirt, she went into her drawers and pulled out a pair of sweatpants. She tossed her the shirt, which she quickly threw on. As she pulled her head through the shirt, Olivia had started unzipping her jeans.
"Olivia, you know I'm still in here right?"
"Duh, I'm drunk not dumb. We're good enough friends that we can change in front of each other. Or are you embarrassed about seeing my pussy?" Maria was not expecting this.
"I...I...I guess..." Olivia walked up to her.
"Aww Maria, you are embarrassed. Does my pussy make you uncomfortable?" She dropped her pants and lowered her panties. "Huh, does this make you uncomfortable?"