My Japanese wife, Makiko, and I went out to a very nice restaurant for dinner. With two small children, a night out was truly a luxury. The babysitter was Makiko's 55 year-old Aunt, who was visiting from Japan for the week and insisted that we stay out late, go dancing, have some fun.
At dinner, we consumed two bottles of wine; which was very rare for either of us, especially Maki, who seldom drinks. After the first bottle, she was fairly drunk and by the time we finished off the second, she was slurring her words and giggling.
Before going to the nightclub for dancing, I suggested we stop by our friend, Dave's house and see if he and his girlfriend, Peggy, wanted to come with us. Dave lives in a spacious condominium near the beach, which is a favorite weekend spot for our family. Swimming, Bar BQ and big screen TV... the kids loved it and for Maki and me it was a real treat.
When we knocked on the door, Dave opened it with a big surprise on his face. Of course, he hadn't expected us... plus he and Peggy had just broken up that morning. She was apparently on her way back to New York. Dave told us that she said she would never again come back to Hawaii. Oh yes, I forgot to mention, we live in Honolulu.
Dave opened a bottle of expensive champagne and asked us to celebrate with him. He said it was a tradition that he had started many years before, when he broke up with his first serious girlfriend, after moving to the islands. This was his fourth Champagne celebration.
Makiko whispered to me that maybe we should hang out for awhile and help Dave get through the depression that he was obviously feeling. I turned on the CD player and some hot dance music began blaring through Dave's Bose Surround Sound System. As we sipped on Champagne, I could see that Maki was getting even drunker. She even kissed Dave on the cheek and held his head to her shoulder.
She was wearing a sexy silk dress that ended just above her knees; but, the material seductively clung to her tight, 34C-23-35 body. She coaxed Dave to dance with her and forget about Peggy, at least for the time being.
As they boogied on the expansive deck overlooking the ocean, the doorbell rang. It was Dave's best friend and neighbor, Doug. We were all in our mid-30s and hung out a lot, especially on weekends. Doug had two more bottles of Champagne. He said had come over to help Dave drown his sorrows, but it looked like Maki was already making him forget them.
Dave, Doug and I danced with Maki for about an hour, before we all crashed on the sofa, still drinking Champagne. Maki was laughing and thoroughly enjoying the attention she was receiving from our two tipsy friends. The conversation turned to dancing and for some reason, I ended up telling Dave and Doug about Makiko's Exotic Dancing Lessons. She had joined a class at the Health Spa, primarily for exercise; but I had frequently benefitted by watching her demonstrate some of the moves.
Needless to say, Dave and Doug began begging her to dance for them. Doug closed the deal when he told her it would really help Dave to forget about the break up with Peggy. She went over to Dave and kissed him on the forehead, saying, "OK... I'll do it for poor Dave. Maybe I can cheer him up"
Actually Dave didn't need any cheering up, he was already two sheets to the wind and feeling no pain... physically or mentally. Maki searched through his extensive music collection and finally settled on a Donna Summer album,starting with "Love to Love You, Baby".
Dave dimmed the lights and we all stared at Maki as she began to sway with the music. I had never seen her that drunk and her inhibitions, if she had any, were definitely not showing. She exaggerated many of the moves, as she erotically danced about the room.
