Everybody Goes Home Happy
I had an out of town friend (TheVisitor) visiting me last weekend. He came in on Saturday and was planning on heading back Sunday, but managed to have such a good time Saturday night, he decided to stick around another day. For the sake of this site, it's a good thing he did.
We began Saturday night at a little sushi restaurant that was in close proximity to a number of clubs (none of which we entered that night). After devouring a few rolls and putting away a sizeable number of sake bombs, we wandered out into the night in search of women. The bar/club we finally decided on was about 6 or 7 blocks away from the restaurant (and the car, for that matter). But, given our state of intoxication, the walk went by fairly quickly. When we arrived, it was still early, but there were quite a few people out. We bellied up to the bar, grabbed a few more beers and then started touring the club to see if there was anyone who caught our eyes. Eventually, we settled into a table with a couple of girls and talked to them for a while. As we sat there, the place really began filling up with more and more college students. Then it occurred to me that most of these people were probably on their spring break.
By the middle of the night, the place had filled with an abundance of eye candy and my buddy and I were both feeling very good. There were quite a few hot girls on the dance floor, so we made our way over to where they were. We were dancing with a few different girls and then somehow became separated. I glanced around where I was standing in hopes of seeing him, but my attention was soon focused on an attractive brunette, dancing a few feet in front of me. I headed over to where she was and we began to dance together. I introduced myself and found out that she was indeed a college student on spring break, thereby confirming my suspicions.
I ended up hanging out with her for the rest of the night. Before I knew it, last call was upon us. I hadn't seen TheVisitor since I'd lost him on the dance floor and girl I was with more interested in hanging out with her friends than extending the evening. Suddenly, I found myself alone, stumbling out of the doors of the club. Luckily, I spotted TheVisitor shortly after I'd reached the sidewalk. I also quickly noted that he had made acquaintances with a special friend, who was hanging heavily off his arm. As I approached the two of them, I was introduced to TheOlderWoman and somewhere in the following exchanges learned that she was 41 years old. Admittedly, for a 41 year-old, she did look pretty good and probably could have passed for someone 10 years younger, but I also wouldn't define her look as "drop-dead gorgeous."
The three of us began our trek back to the car; TheOlderWoman was between TheVisitor and I, and had her arms around both of our necks. As we made our way down the street, she turned to kiss him a couple of times. Out of nowhere, she asks me, "your friend is a pretty good kisser, are you too?" I told her that if she wanted to know, she would have to find out for herself. Naturally, she took me up on my invitation and the two of us started kissing. We continue to stumble down the street, three abreast, with TheOlderWoman switch hitting between my friend and I. It was during this escapade that I decided that when we got back to my place, I wouldn't be adverse to a three-way, provided that I was able to drink copious amounts of alcohol beforehand (I'd stopped earlier on because I knew I'd be the one having to drive home).
We finally reached the car and, as I'd figured/planned, I got into the driver's seat whist the two love birds hopped in the back. Instead of allowing us to just go home, TheVisitor insisted that we stop off at some hole in the wall Mexican place so that he could get something to eat. We sat in a drive-thru for nearly 30 minutes. Well, I sat while my two compatriots in the back seat got to know each other from a more physical standpoint. After acquiring a pair of tacos (which, incidentally, were never consumed) and accompanying sodas I was finally free to drive us home. We got back to my place around 2:00 AM and by then I had reached complete sobriety and, thus, was more interested in getting a good night's sleep than doubling up on some random woman (who had also become less attractive than I remember her being when we were walking down the street).
I left TheVisitor and TheOlderWoman to truly enjoy each other's company and turned in for the night. I had some trouble sleeping due to the sounds of live erotica that penetrated my bedroom door but I somehow managed to pass out, none-the-less. In the morning I found out that TheVisitor kept asking TheOlderWoman if she wanted me to come down and join the two of them, but she politely declined his offers. Instead, she kept accusing him of being gay, but for some reason he couldn't figure out why.
