The only Wendy he had ever really known was way back in college, and they never got to the ‘baby’ stage. Clearly, a wrong number. Still, though…...‘Thank you for last night, sweetie. It was so special.’ Oh, that voice! It sent a shiver through Mitch’s body. Clearly, this was a wrong number. There was no other explanation. No girl had ever called Mitch’s number and used that deep, throaty, sensuous type of voice. Who was she? And who was the lucky guy who had spent this great night with her last. I nodded. “Do you have a girl friend?” she smiled, teasingly. “No,” I answered. I was considering if I should pick up the second glass of wine or make an excuse and leave but she persisted. “No? You mean don’t have a girl friend now?” “Never have.” I stared back at her, noticing her eyes for the first time. They were greenish and she had a squint. I decided to modify my answer. “I haven’t had a girlfriend, a girlfriend is the same age or younger than the guy. I’ve had ‘lady’ friends in the past. The 4th I nurse a little as I wait and plot my revenge.By the time he shows up I had already drank 6 double shots of whiskey. He see me sitting at a corner table. He knew that I was the guy that he was suppose to meet. I could tell that he was very nervous as he walked over to the table I was sitting at. He says, “J? What are you doing here? You’re the guy that I’ve been talking to on the website?”I told him with my slightly slurred speech that I was. So he asked if he could buy me a drink.. She brought an outfit that the Mrs. had given her a couple of years ago, it was like a very short sun dress. White with pink stripes and no sleeves, very cute: It was also very short, when she stood you could see her pussy and it was freshly shaved for the party.The Mrs. came in and asked if I liked her outfit and I said yes. She was happy, because she had one like it for me, only it had light green stripes. I tried it on and it fit great but seemed even shorter than Lisa's. I'm glad I.