Jeff hurriedly put the last touches on his wings. He had about fifteen minutes before the guys showed up to watch the game.
"Honey, do you know where the bottle opener is?" he shouted into the bedroom.
"Same place it always is, in with silverware." his wife Linda answered. "And you don't need to yell. This apartment ain't that big." she peeked out of the bedroom and flashed a smile at him.
"Thanks baby." He said while opening up the drawer.
"Who's coming today?" Linda asked while walking towards him. She was wearing just a small pink thong and some pink socks.
"Just Walter and Henry, Steve is a maybe but that always means no." He said while walking over towards the coffee table. He placed some chips down.
"How long do you think I can stand here without you noticing?" she asked.
"Noticing what dear?" Jeff was short with her and was still facing away from her.
"Forget it." she laughed. "Maybe I should just wear this for today."
"Huh?" Finally he turned around and noticed his scantly clad wife. "Oh man, you look so sexy." He walked over to her.
"Oh no, you don't be so short with me and think you are touching these." She grasped her breasts. "These are only for boys who know how to be nice."
"Is that right?" Jeff said while walking closer to her.
"Yep." Linda moved back a little, teasing him.
"Well I heard that you like bad boys too." Jeff smirked while he spoke.
"Sometimes I do." She kept backing up. As Jeff moved in to kiss her, the doorbell rang. He continued to move in and gave her a peck on the lips.
"Why don't you go get dressed?" He smiled and kissed her again.
"If you think so," she turned around, exposing a small butterfly back to her thong. Jeff reached over and smacked her ass while she walked away. "Man that looks good. Now go cover up."
"Who is it?" he said into the intercom.
"Walter, you prick." the laughing voice said. Jeff pressed a button that opened the door.
"It's Walter, sweetie." He said into the bedroom.
"Thanks but I heard," Linda answered.
Jeff walked over and undid a few locks; footsteps could be heard in the stairwell as Walter ran up the steps.
"Let's go Mets!" Walter said as he walked through the door. "What's up my friend?" he said while grabbing Jeff, giving him a hug.
"Watch it, you are going to crush me someday, fag," Jeff said while pushing Walter off of him. At 6'2, Walter was at least 6 inches taller than Jeff and a hug from the former college linebacker was often smothering.
"I brought these for you." Walter presented Jeff with a 12 pack of beer. "This is for the wife." Walter was referring to the bottle of wine in his other hand.
"Great, she's a lush anyway." Jeff motioned for Walter to go into the living room. "Linda, Walter brought some vino."
Linda walked out of the bedroom wearing a tight fitting Mets belly shirt that showed off not only her chest but her fairly firm stomach. While it wasn't a six-pack, it always drew attention.
"Maybe I should have brought 2 bottles of wine, you look great Linda,'' Walter said while extending his hands for a hug.
"Thanks!" Linda said while putting out her arms, "for the wine and the compliment." Linda's feet were off the ground. She gave Walter a peck on the check while he was putting her back down.
"What time is Henry coming?" Walter asked Jeff.
"Any minute, actually I thought that you would be him." Jeff said while handing him a beer.
The door bell rang.
Linda hit the door button.
"Hey, you should really ask who it was first."
"Jeffery," she put her hands on her hips, "I think with two strapping men here, I am well protected."
"You bet you are," Walter said while laughing. There was a knock at the door. Linda undid the locks and in walked Henry.
"Hey Linda," he said while kissing her.
"Hey Henry, ready for the Mets to dominate?" she asked while smiling.
"Let's not get crazy Linda, I just want a win." The guys laughed while Henry made his way towards them. Walter walked over and hugged Henry, picking him off the floor.
"You are such a little thing." Walter said to Henry.
"Not in all places," Henry said as Walter put him down laughing. "Hey Jeff, good to see you."
"Beer?" Jeff asked.
"Sure thing, I need booze to watch these guys."
"That was last year; we have new hired guns this year." Linda said while starting to open the bottle of wine.
"We'll see." Jeff said. "Why don't you guys sit down and I'll get some food."
Jeff brought over the wings he had made while Linda carried over some home made guacamole. They all sat down while Jeff walked over and turned on the television.
Groans could be heard as each of them noticed that the words
Rain Delay
were scrolling across the bottom of an old episode of
Mash.
"Well at least we have beer," Walter said he put slammed his empty beer against the coffee table. "I'll take another," he said to Jeff, who was walking to the fridge to get another beer.
During the first hour of the rain delay, they all spent some time talking and drinking with the subjects ranging from sports to the politics. As the second hour of the rain delay was about to pass, they were all pretty drunk. Henry, who was having a side conversation with Jeff suddenly blurted out: "I'm just too big she said."
Suddenly the room was dead quiet. Walter, who has having a side conversation with Linda said, "Excuse me Linda." Then he turned to Henry and said while giggling "What did you just say you silly son of a bitch?"
Henry's color turned red. "Let it go, I don't want to say it in front of Linda."
"All I know Henry is that you just said that you were too big for some woman. I'm all ears," she said smiling looking over to Jeff.
"I have no problem if you repeat that in front of Linda." Then Jeff added, "She knows how to deal with a huge dick anyway." They all laughed.
"Well what I was saying,'' Henry began. "I've been going out with this girl for a few weeks. We met through my cousin Jennifer. Nice enough girl, good looking, fun to be with, we had a good time."
"Ok so what's the big deal," Walter butted in.
"I think he's getting to his big problem." Linda said while pouring herself some more wine.