Tony called me and asked me to come over and drink some cold beer. He also wanted me to bring the beer. I didn't really feel like it but I said yes anyway. He had just gone through a divorce and wasn't handling it too well. I had been divorced nearly two years and knew what he was going through. Besides, I didn't get out much since the divorce and I didn't want to become a hermit. I stopped at the store and picked up two cases of beer and all the required food that went along with it.
He lived in a new subdivision not too far away from me, so it didn't take long to get there. I liked driving through his area because during the summer you could usually see some nice women out washing their cars and mowing the lawns. However, lately, I hadn't been that interested in looking. Maybe I had seen enough of them. I pulled up in Tony's driveway and saw him talking to his neighbor. She had a little, black one-piece bathing suit on. She sure did look good, standing there with water still dripping off her. That just reminded me that I hadn't had sex in such a long time it was pitiful. I guess she had just gotten out of the pool. I saw her smile and turn around to leave before I could get out of the car. Tony came over to help me carry the beer and I asked him what was going on, with his neighbor, but he didn't answer.
We went in the house and it was so clean I had to ask him if he had a maid come in. He laughed and said no and that he would give me his secret on cleaning later. He put the beer in the refrigerator and brought one into the den for both of us. Turning the TV on he handed me a beer and sat down in the chair across from me. Nobody said much until after we both had drank four beers. I hadn't had anything to eat all day so I was feeling the beer, already. However, it was already starting to get dark so I didn't worry about eating. The movie was almost over. It wasn't a bad movie. At least it had Jamie Leigh Curtis running around in a leotard the entire movie. This again reminded me of my no sex predicament.
Like I said we didn't talk too much until the beer had pretty much hit us both and the movie was over. After the movie, Tony said he was hungry, too. So we made some sandwiches and went back to the den to eat. He said he had another movie he wanted me to watch. Warning me that it was a different kind of movie as he put it in the VCR. I didn't pay too much attention to him because the sandwiches tasted so good, and I can only concentrate on one thing at a time. Before he put the movie all the way in the VCR he stopped and said he had to go to the bathroom first. So I wolfed down the rest of my sandwich and beer, got another beer out of the refrigerator, and sat back down just as he came back into the den. It was dark in the den by then but I could see that he had changed to sweat pants and an old bulky sweatshirt. I saw, when he sat down, that he also had on black socks, which made him look nerdy. However, before I could say anything he curled his legs up underneath him and I couldn't see his feet anymore.
I could tell by the music on the tape when the VCR started that this was going to be one of those hokey low budget X-rated movies. And it was. The movie featured two lesbians that were always dressed in tights and leotards when they did have clothes on. It was supposed to be taking place in some kind of a dance studio. There were men dressed in tights trying to learn to do some kind of modern dance steps. Nevertheless, it seemed like every time they would try to learn a step they would end up having sex with the women and eventually with each other. Usually that kind of sex doesn't appeal to me but it had been so long since I had sex I found myself getting excited. That plus the six or so whiskey and cokes that Tony had made for me on top of all the beer had really made me horny and drunk. By the time the movie was over I didn't know if I would be able to get of the love seat much less drive home.
