As per the stories I've written, this is also a true story, experienced by me, but I've changed the names of those involved for obvious reasons.
This story begins with myself and some work colleagues flying back from Mexico City where we spent a week doing mostly business type stuff. On the flight back we all had a few drinks, landed in LA and took a limo to our respective homes. My girlfriend worked at a nightclub so she wasn't around when I returned but we had plans to go out the next day. About 30 min after I arrived at home I received a phone call from my girlfriends best friend,Debbie, asking if I would go to a party with her at one of our mutual friends houses.
So to give some backstory, I met Debbie the same night I met my girlfriend Lisa, about a year before this happened. I always liked Debbie and I suppose had a little crush on her, she has platinum blonde long hair, small breasts but slightly curvy hips and she was a big flirt. Her British accent didn't hurt either. Debbie was bisexual but mostly was into girls. My girlfriend Lisa once asked me if I'd be into a threesome with Debbie but I said no, I wasn't as open or adventurous then as I am now. So to me, Debbie was always my girlfriends friend and someone we would hang out with here and there, and nothing more.
So, on this evening when Debbie asked me to go to a party I didn't think much of it. I told her probably not given I'd just returned from a business trip, had a few drinks on the plane and did not want to drive anywhere, it was already 9pm. She however offered to come pick me up and drive and really pushed that she didn't want to go to the party alone. So I eventually gave in.
20 min later Debbie pulled up and I got in her car and we went to the party. Debbie looked dressed up as she typically always was, fishnet stockings and a short black skirt, her top was tiny and accented her breasts but nothing in particular struck my as different from how she normally dressed. It was a smaller party, maybe 25 people max. I knew most of the people there from circles both in business and through friends. Quite a few people asked me where my girlfriend Lisa was and I told them she was working. One of my buddies who was there told me while laughing to watch out for Debbie, she's a bit crazy but he said this while laughing and I assumed he was joking. Plus I'd known Debbie for over a year. She seemed harmless and just like a fun friend that entire time.
After a few hours and a few drinks I mentioned to Debbie that along with the jet lag from my trip and the drinks at the party I was ready to crash out and get some sleep. I asked her if she was cool driving me home. She said sure. So we left the party and got in her car and started driving.
A few minutes later she stopped the car and told me she probably shouldn't be driving given how much she drank at the party. I respected that and asked what she'd like to do, call a cab or something? She then pointed out the window towards a house and told me this was her home, it was apparently much closer than mine was to the party location. She asked if we could chill at her place for a few hours while she sobered up and then she would drive me home and I said sure, no problem.