"Do we REALLY have to go out there again?"
Dave already knew the answer to his question before his wife Elaine said it. Dave had been married to Elaine for almost 7 years now, and if there was one thing he had learned, when she made plans for them to go do something, he didn't get a say in whether or not he wanted to go.
When Dave had married Elaine, she was a pert 22 year old with a killer body, 34C breasts, a tight ass, and an animalistic sexual drive. The first several years of their marriage had been ideal. They had gotten along perfectly fine, had a terrific sex life, and generally were living the dream. However, in the past three years, Elaine had grown more and more bitchy and demanding, and her sexual drive had all but disappeared. In fact, in those three years, they had only had sex one time, and during that one time, Elaine was less than enthusiastic.
One of the more annoying habits Elaine had picked up was her penchant for making plans with friends constantly...friends who were originally her friends, and were only Dave's by marriage. In fact, Dave's protest was in response to plans Elaine had made with "their" friends Erik and Danielle. What made Dave not want to go was the fact that Erik and Danielle lived almost 40 minutes away, out in the country with nothing, not even a neighbor, within a half hour of them. Erik's wife, Danielle, was attractive, a tall blonde with a decent rack, Dave guessed 36B, and a large, round ass. The only perk of going out to see them was seeing Danielle, and recording more mental images for his spank bank, which was becoming depleted. So Dave reluctantly agreed to go, and off the unhappy couple went.
Dave, Elaine, Erik and Danielle had a nice dinner, during which each of them had several glasses of wine, which had gone straight to their heads.
"You guys want to hang out for a bit?" said Erik, as Dave inwardly groaned. Dave always thought that Erik was dumb hick, but seeing as how he stood 6'6, with 250 pounds of all muscle, he tried to be as polite with Erik as he could be at all times.
"Sure, why not," said Dave, as he along with Elaine and Erik moved into the living room. Danielle stayed in the kitchen, with the intent of refilling everyone's glass. "Oh shit, it looks like we are all out of wine," Danielle said, "I thought I had bought enough, but I guess we all really needed a few drinks!"
"What do you think guys, should we run to get more wine?" asked Erik.
"Yeah, I think I could do with another glass or two, is anyone ok to drive to the store, though? I know that I'm a little drunk!" giggled Elaine. It struck Dave as odd, Elaine never seemed to want to drink around him, but whenever they hung out with Erik and Danielle, she was always getting tipsy if not outright drunk.
"I can go!", squealed Danielle, "I DEFINITELY want another drink or two, and I also want to go smoke anyways."
"Dave, why don't you go with her, you know, just to make sure that she is alright driving," said Elaine, "I'll just hang out here with Erik and we can catch up a little bit"
"Um, sure, alright I guess," replied Dave, "Any special requests?"
"No! Just get going!" snapped Elaine, to the surprise of Dave. "I mean, whatever you get is fine, just make sure to take your time." Dave was surprised by her tone, but, he told himself, whenever Elaine drank wine she always acted a little strange and dismissed it. "Alright, we'll be back in awhile," Dave said.
"Cool man, no rush!" replied Erik, with a stupid grin on his face. Before Dave could think anything of it, Danielle had grabbed his hand and whisked him out the door.
Danielle's car was parked in the driveway, and Dave followed Danielle from the front door towards the drive, but as soon as they got to the garage, Danielle suddenly jerked his hand to the left, yanking him to the front of the garage. "What the hell!?" Dave said.
"Sssssh! Just come here!" whispered Danielle, leading Dave to the other side of the car on the far side of the garage from the door.
"Danielle, what are you doing? Aren't we going to get in the car? I thought you wanted to get wine and smoke?" exclaimed Dave.
"Oh, I want to smoke alright," Danielle said in a sultry tone, as she pushed Dave's back against the car. "But what I want to smoke is right here." As she said this, she drew herself close to him and ran her hand up Dave's thigh to his groin.
"Woah, um, wait, what?" stammered Dave, as Danielle began to rub his groin up and down with her left hand.