"How the hell did I get myself into this?" Joan thought to herself. She hardly notices the puff of smoke that billows from her mouth as she exhales the cigarette smoke before it disappears through the driver's side window of her husband's car. She does however notice the first light breaking over the mountain as she turns left, heading in an easterly direction towards her home. She takes another draw from her cigarette as she nervously glances at the clock on the dashboard that indicates that it is 02:35.
"Oh, God, I hope Jerry will be asleep when I get home!"
She doesn't know how she will explain herself if Jerry her husband of 18 months, was awake when she got home. What was intended to be an innocent night with Joan having a few drinks with Beth, her sister in law and a few friends, got out of control and lead to her returning home at his hour.
Beth invited Joan a week or so ago to join her on the ladies night that happened the evening before. The girls planned on going to a local pub, have a few drinks and catch up on the latest gossip. She wanted desperately to accept the invitation, as it had been months since their last ladies night. She reluctantly declined Beth's invitation as she and Jerry had plans to spend a romantic evening together. As a criminal lawyer, Jerry spends long hours at his office and they seldom get the opportunity to have a romantic evening.
Their plans for their romantic evening were ruined when one of Jerry's clients was arrested during the course of the previous day and Jerry had to meet with the client's family. Joan went with Jerry to see the family hoping that the meeting would be over soon and that they could have their romantic evening. Joan was very disappointed when Jerry had to go with the client's family to see the client at the police station. She and Jerry agreed that she would take his car and join her friends at the Castle Inn where they were having their ladies night. Jerry would join her as soon as he finished at the police station.
Joan felt sexy and over dressed for Castle Inn as she walked into the dimly lit pub at 22:15. She was dressed in a red tight fitting mini dress that exposes much of her curvy legs. The neckline plunges down between her perky 36C breasts. Her breasts are still firm at 32 and she is very proud of her assets. She is a bit of an exhibitionist and enjoys the attention that her breasts attract. She is only wearing red thongs under the dress and she is acutely aware of how her nipples are jutting out because of the cool night air.
She spots Beth and three of their friends sitting at a table near the small dance floor. The Pub is really busy as there is a live band playing. Beth is a vivacious 35 year old red head and married to Jerry's older brother Kyle. As Joan approaches the four women they spot her and Maggie waves over a waiter. Joan orders a whiskey and soda as she joins the others.
"What happened with your romantic evening?" Maggie asks.
"Jerry was called out on an emergency. He will call me when he finishes at the police station and we will meet up."
"Ah, what a shame. You were so looking forward to tonight." Beth said.
"Oh, it's not that bad. One gets used to it after a while."
"How does one get used to being neglected most of the time?" Nancy piped in.
"It's his job." Joan replied not very convincingly. The truth is that she is longing for some male attention. She is used to her slim figure, voluptuous breasts and long curly hair attracting male attention. Since she married Jerry she does not get out as much as she used to.
The band played lively dance music and soon the girls were in the middle of the packed dance floor dancing in a small circle. They danced several songs and decided to return to their table to catch their breaths. At the table they ordered another round of drinks. Arriving with their drinks was a round of Tequilas. The waiter informed them that it was complimentary drinks pointing to a group of three seemingly young guys sitting at a table not far from the girls. When they looked over to the guys the guys raised their glasses in a toast.
"Well, ladies I'm not going to let a free Tequila go to waste," said Linda.
The girl's poured salt on their hands, raised their Tequila glasses answering the toast of the guys and downed the shots followed by the usual lemon wedges. It was the first shots for the evening, but not the last ones.
Soon the girls were back on the dance floor showing of their dance moves their dance moves. All of them except Joan were dressed in jeans and because of their wild antics he was showing a lot of leg. The guys came onto the dance floor and asked the girls if they could join in. They welcomed the company.
The guys introduced themselves as Heinz, Steven and James. Heinz was a handsome tall man with short dark hair. Steven was a little shorter than Heinz, but by no means short. He was athletically built and his blond hair fell neatly in a side path. James was as tall as Steven and also sported short dark hair with a goatee.
After dancing to a few songs Steven suggested the girls join them at their table. As the group turned to leave the dance floor Heinz asked Joan for a dance and they danced alone together to another song before leaving the dance floor.
At the guys table the girls learned that the guys attended a sales conference in town and that it was their last night in town. As the night went on the drinks and Tequila shots kept on coming. Nancy was openly flirting with Steven feeding him the lemon wedges after the Tequila shots.
Heinz and Joan danced several times and as the night progressed. Occasionally Heinz would let his hand roam down to Joan's hip when they left the dance floor. They also danced some slow dances. Heinz was a good dancer and Joan really enjoyed dancing with Heinz and didn't object when he drew her close to him. They danced with his right hand resting at the small of her back. His left arm and her right arm were bent and she rested her left hand on his muscular chest. She could feel the effects of the alcohol and allowed herself to rest her head occasionally on his chest. When Heinz let his hand move down to her tight little bum she encouraged him by squeezing his chest. Soon Heinz was massaging her bum. When they returned to the table they found that one chair was missing. Heinz offered that Joan could sit on his lap and with no hesitation she took up the offer.