Steve ingnored me and went to order something, Simon with him and Mouse was nowhere to be seen. Just like some of the gentlemans watches, I presumed. ...ypical. I made my way to the bar, asked both of them where Mick was and they both shrugged their shoulders and laughed. The bartender came around, placing my pals drinks in front of them and then turning to me. She must have been barely in her mid twenties, stunningly good looking with a friendly smile. I thought I saw that wide pretty smile go. He couldn't wait toget into the safety of home, but Lucy had another idea."I fancy a nice French meal, don't you Jillian?"He was about to agree to cook one when she steered him into therestaurant they often patronised, just round the corner from the shoppingcentre. He tried to resist but she got him inside before he could useall his strength. Any further resistance would only have caused a fussand in any case, Lucy worked out twice a week and was probably strongerthan him anyway."Good evening. She is about 47 years old.Perhaps, she was the most beautiful woman among of my friend's wives.Same night she and her husband was drunk too.Actually, everybody was drunk that night.I was talking to her husband about sports and other things.And, Natalie came and joined our talking.Her husband continuously was giving us drink.He was so drunk.But, Natalie was drunk too and of course I was drunk too.Suddenly,I don't why and how. I began staring at Natalie's legs and hips.I don't know why but she. 'When the second piece began, Agnes stood up and said, "Dance with me Chuck, I need to work off that great meal."Not knowing how to get out of it, I got up and danced with Agnes, the grandmother and mother of my neighbors. She was a good dancer but danced a little too close for my comfort. Her leg found its way between mine and she had her very large chest squashed into mine. The rubbing was arousing me. I kept trying to move my hips back from hers but she kept pushing our hips together further.