Javier stood up and stuck his arms out straight and wide to his sides, like he was pretending to mime an airplane. Then he tipped his head back and closed his eyes. Slowly he reached his right arm to touch the tip of his nose, then repeated the motion with his left arm.
"Sober as a judge!" Javier stood smiling, obviously proud of himself.
"Come on, just stay here. I'm tired," Eve whined.
"Then go sleep. How he hell were you going to drive her home if you're too tired? We'll be there and back in less than half an hour," Javier said.
"Look, I don't care who drives me home, I just want to get there and slip into some comfy pajamas and pass out. Let's go." Sheila stood up and headed towards the front door.
Javier patted his front pocket to make sure he had his keys on him and followed. They made it out to the car before Eve came scrambling out after them. "I should be there in case you get pulled over," She reasoned, "And I can sleep in the car."
Sheila opened the passenger side car door and sat down. Eve hopped in the back seat and laid across it. Javier got in and started the car. They buckled up and started out the driveway.
Sheila glanced back at Eve and was pretty sure she had already fallen asleep. Then she turned towards Javier "Was I wrong or were you two all snugged up on each other on the couch when I got up?"
Javier glanced at her then kept his eyes on the road. "Yeah we were. She's not my girlfriend or nothing. We like each other and have fooled around before. I think she's more into chicks anyway. What you saw was more just two drunk friends winding down after a party rather than some hot and heavy make out session."
"There are still people in your house. You trust them?" Sheila asked.
"Yeah, they're friends. Plus my old man got home from work a little before you woke up. He was actually doing shots in the kitchen with some guys from the hotel. He's cool, and he'll kick them out before he goes to bed or make them settle down or whatever. Don't worry 'bout them."
Sheila sat in silence for a moment, making sure Javier wasn't swerving or anything.
Javier reached his right hand over and placed it on her leg right above her knee. He glanced at her to gauge her reaction, then back to the road.
"What about your husband? I wouldn't let my wife go anywhere dressed like that. I mean without me I mean. Not like possessive, I just meant you look damned hot tonight." Javier said, sounding just a little nervous.
Sheila opened her legs a little more without thinking about it. Javier instinctively slipped his hand farther up her leg, stopping at mid thigh.
Sheila sighed, "My husband is a good guy. At the risk of sounding like a cold hearted bitch, I'm tired of him though." Sheila placed her hand on top of Javier's and gave it a small squeeze. Then she continued, "I love him. He treats me great and all that. He's just almost too nice. Or too plain. Or we've fallen in to some predictable pattern where our lives just have no excitement."
Javier cleared his throat and took his hand off Sheila's thigh so he could make a hard right turn using both hands. Eve was snoring gently in the backseat, oblivious to their conversation.
Javier glanced at her again briefly, "You want excitement?"
Sheila swallowed hard. He had invited her to the party. Had told her to bring single friends. Then he had fed her tequila all night. Plus just a second ago he was feeling her thigh. Even still being drunk Sheila could figure where this was going. He was going to make a move on her. Sheila felt her heartbeat quicken. She was turned on by the fact. What if they made out or even fucked with Eve passed out in the car. She felt her pussy wake up and moisten at the thought. She had always wanted to have sex in front of someone else. Even if they were passed out.
Javier was good looking. He had smoky, seductive eyes and sharp angular features. He was tall dark and handsome. He also had an athletic build. Sheila found herself parting her legs a little more. Already deciding she would go along with it if he tried to get with her.
"You want to get high?" Javier asked, cocking an eyebrow at her.
"Wha-" Not what she was expecting.
Javier patted his right front pocket. "I got a joint right here. We can smoke if you want. That should be a little exciting. But you have to speak up or hold your peace 'cause we are almost to the street you live on. I don't know which house is yours by the way, so you'll have to point it out if you don't want to smoke."
Sheila wasn't much of a stoner. She barely did any drugs. But she had tried it before at parties in high school. Plus she wasn't quite ready to go home yet, now that she had gotten herself all excited.
"OK let's do it." She blurted out before she could change her mind.
Javier laughed at her choice of words then pulled into a church parking lot. It was empty at this time of night, or rather morning. They slowly rolled to a spot that was at the far end from the street and away from any lights. Javier got out and walked over to her side of the car and opened the door for her.
"I don't want the car smelling like weed just in case I get stopped before I get back to my house."
Sheila got out and closed her door softly so Eve wouldn't be bothered. They stood at the edge of he parking lot by some grass that was overgrown for being so near a church. Javier lit the joint and they passed it back and forth, making small talk that slowly turned to lame jokes as the weed took effect.
Once the joint was out Javier grinned and said "I have to piss like a race horse."
"I want to watch!" Sheila laughed, louder than she had meant too. She was buzzing more than she had expected to. The thoughts from before mixed with the pot had made her extremely horny and she had few inhibitions left right now.
Javier stood facing the tall grass and undid the belt holding up his baggy jeans. He reached in the front of them and flopped his flaccid penis out. Giggling like a school boy he started peeing, swaying back and forth.
Even limp he had an impressive tool. Sheila eyed it hungrily. The drugs and booze had hijacked her hormones. "I want to aim it," she said wide eyed.
Javier stopped spraying back and forth and stood still, letting a steady stream go forward. Sheila grabbed his manhood and moved it up and down, mesmerized by the stream following her motions. "So this is what it's like to be a boy and pee standing up," still fascinated.
Javier's giggling fit increased as the stream tapered off. Then he just kind of stood there staring at Sheila with a Cheshire cat grin.
"What? I'm a girl, I've never done this before. Oh! I should have tried to write my name! That would have been cool." She laughed at her own slow stoned way of talking now.
Javier started laughing even harder than nodded down at his dick. Sheila followed his gaze then saw what was so funny. She had still been holding onto his penis all this time, but somehow she had missed when it had become erect in her grip.
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