I had been grinding away at the divestiture document for nearly ten days. There had been numerous conference calls between the States and the UK and I was nearing completion but I still had a ways to go. I was wearing out but the work needed to be completed.
My wife Sue was a bit upset with my lack of attention on her. Since it was a Saturday and I continued to be hunkered down in my home office all day coming up for air just for lunch and a quick walk around the neighborhood.
Sue popped her head into my office and reminded me that she was heading out with her girlfriends. "Hey Bill, I'm heading out with the girls and should be back around ten or eleven. Hey, did you hear me?"
I knew she was miffed at the lack of attention but I really pissed her off when I did not even acknowledge the warning that she was heading out.
"Sorry Sue, yes I remember and I'll see you this evening. Have fun and a great time," I replied to Sue who was already outside my door that she did not close completely.
The ladies were putting on their coats since February in Cleveland is not exactly balmy beach weather.
Trudy spoke up first. "You didn't tell him where we are going? Ohmygod! He better not find out."
Trudy's comment piqued my interest.
I listened a bit more closely.
Mary and Alexis were rummaging around for the invitation. Trudy jumped on the two verbally. "Honestly, if doesn't vibrate, lick or fill a pussy, you two have no idea what to do or where to find it."
'Got it. Found them," Mary announced.
"Thank God," Sue said.
Alexis chimed in adding more fuel to the fire that Sue would like to burn me with, "Sue, you'll get to see more cocks tonight than if Bill were to be naked forever."
Trudy slapped Alexis on the ass and concluded the dialog with, "Let's go see what Sue's been missing lately."
The door closed with a thud. It had me thinking about that life-work balance. I quit as a partner from a large firm a few years ago to run a small practice out of the house and spend more time at home, not at or with the client's.
I turned my attention to the documents, my computer, and my calculator. I was lost in work again.
The same thud that ended the girl's last conversation announced their arrival. When they left the house, they were sober. Wherever they went and whatever they did, it caused them to be drunk.
THUD! The door swung open and all four were laughing and falling over themselves.
As a peace offering, I ordered pizza just in case they were hungry and left it on the kitchen island. The ladies went through the garage into the house and past my office door. I left it as when they left, slightly open.
They were so engrossed at the event they were at this evening that they forgot that I was working at home.
They were definitely drunk. I could tell by the way they slurred their words, their loud voices, and their banging into one another and the walls. I stood in my doorway looking down the hall listening to their conversation, smiling and shaking my head.
"Hey ladies!" Sue announced. "Head on down to the family room and I'll get some drinks."
"Bring your DVD's that you bought. We got our's," Trudy shouted to Sue as though they were a half-mile apart rather than the ten feet that separated them.
Mary and Alexis were right behind Trudy giggling. Alexis, giggling, mentioned to Mary and Trudy, "How did you like that one guy's cock? It was huge! I never knew a guy could cum so much."
So that's where they went. They went to the male revue. I found out later that this was not quite true.
The three ladies made it down to the family room without bumping into one another or crashing into a wall. Sue wobbled behind them with three bottles of wine. My bet was that they already had consumed more than three bottles.
I followed behind Sue from a safe distance. The last time this opportunity came along, I got caught, stripped, shaved, and other fun things, namely writing my name with my own cum.
Mary loaded the first DVD into the player and Trudy hit the play button. A menu cam up and I tried to read it without getting busted.
Alexis squealed "Let's try Measuring and see what's there!" Trudy moved the cursor to Measuring and the DVD began to play.
A second menu was on the screen and the choices were Cut, Uncut or Mixed. The ladies selected Mixed.
The next scene was loud and a female announcer came blaring over the wide-screen television. "Turn it down or do you want Bill to know what we were up to?" hushed Sue. "Boy would he be pissed if he knew that we went to a private jerk-off party."
The female announcer was in mid sentence due to the ladies arguing. "...well, yes, they are nude, hard, and they do what you tell them. If you want them to stroke, they stroke. If you want them to shoot, they'll shoot their eye out." A roar from the all women crowd on the DVD could be heard.
"For you ladies playing the games at home, let's get started. If you really want to make it fun and you're with people you like and trust, dares and wages always make it more interesting," the announcer continued.
The female announcer continued. "To help you get started and get loose and drunk, here is a game we like." The scene flashed a bar scene somewhere in Florida or California with beaches, palm trees, and semi-naked people.
"It goes something like this. We show you some pictures of clothed men. Your job is to guess who has the biggest dick. Place your bets and the next scene is of them unclothed with their measurements above their head. If you are the closest, you win. Now for your poor compatriot's who guessed wrong, well we either suggest all the losers do a shot of tequila or something else. Matter of fact, our favorite drinks are blowjobs."
The laughter from the DVD mingled with the laughter in the family room.
Sue spoke up first. "Let's bag the wine and go for tequila. Everyone up for that?"
All three gave a resounding "you bet" and Sue was back to the kitchen for the tequila, salt, and limes.
I was able to duck into the front of the house. Sue was so plastered, she couldn't see straight anyway.
Sue returned with the necessary items and spread them out on the coffee table.
"Alright ladies, shall we begin?" Trudy asked.
"Bring on the dicks!" Mary yelled.
Trudy hit the play button and evening's festivities continued from one private party to the next.
The first scene flashed on the screen. It was a bar somewhere in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida spring break. A female announcer was instructing the college men to stand and turn-around in their baggy swim shorts. It was difficult to tell how big their equipment was with the baggy shorts.
All four ladies were using whatever reasoning skills they had through their inebriation to make a logical selection. The screen flipped to a five second timer and the original female announcer cam back.
"This is a toughie so we'll give you some help," she announced.
The screen came back and the five men were standing next to five ladies with water pitchers. A female voice in the background shouted, "I hope the water is warm so they stay nice and big and don't shrivel up!"
The comment brought the house down and with that all five ladies in bikini's poured the water over the gentlemen's shorts.
The water helped but the four of them still had a tough time judging size.
The female announcer cam back on again and said, "Alright ladies, place your bets for the biggest cock, number 1!"
Trudy paused the DVD. "I don't know about you three, but after seeing all those naked men tonight, masturbating, shooting their loads, and the one guy who ate his own cum," Trudy acted as though she was fainting, "well, I would like to up the ante and require not only a shot but the losers must lose an article of clothing."
"We're all wearing the same amount of clothing, let's say six items. After six, you got to do something the winner requests." Trudy completed her rules outline.
Sue jumped in and not to be outdone by Trudy, "How about the loser has to be at the beck and call of the ultimate winner until tomorrow evening?"
The other three looked at one another. The silence was deafening. Sue piped up, "The ultimate loser is the first to lose all of her clothes, and four forfeits for a total of ten rounds or shots."
Trudy sensing a kill immediately jumped on it and said, "You're on!"
Mary and Alexis agreed somewhat reluctantly.
The game was on. All four placed their bets and wrote them on the pad just to insure complete and accurate voting.
Trudy hit the play button and the third one, Mr. seven and quarter inches was the largest. Sue jumped up and said I had seven inches. Mary six, Alexis had eight, and Trudy had ten.
"At least I can dream," Trudy said.
Sue looked at the other three with expectations. All three of the ladies shed their sweaters for the first loss and tossed them in front of the television. They went to the coffee table, took some salt, a hit of tequila, and squeezed the lime into their mouths.
The next contest was on the queue. "Ready?" Trudy asked and she hit the play button. As in the first contest, the ladies looked and placed their bets.
Trudy hit the pause button again. "Already?"
The next scene was similar to the first contest, the men were naked. The results tallied number four this time at eight inches.
Mary won the second round. The three losers took a hit of tequila and Sue shed her sweater. Mary and Trudy both got rid of their shoes.
They went through four rounds before they went to another game. Sue had one two and had lost her sweater and shoes. Mary and Alexis had one win each and lost their sweaters, shoes, and socks.
Trudy was less lucky. She had lost her sweater, shoes, socks, and jeans. Down to her bra and panties, the other three let Trudy pick the next category for the contest.
Trudy flipped through the categories and mentioned how cold it was.
Mary responded first, "Well, duh, it's February in Cleveland, and its bloody cold outside."
Sue looked at Trudy and added, "Think its cold now, wait."
