[classof1973]

This was long ago, during my first marriage. I've written it in a word processor on my laptop this evening and now that I see how long it is, I am hesitant about posting it, out of fear it may be too long. so I think I'm going to break it into two pieces and post one and then post the other following it.

Tom and Ellen were another young married couple we hung out with. I won't into details about how we knew them. It's not that I don't want to set the stage for this bit of memory, but I don't want to put in the kind of details that might make someone who knew us suddenly saying "Hey, I bet this story is really about..." and making the kind of guess that might actually point at us.

Anyway, there were several of us young couples who socialized together -- which mostly meant drinking, smoking (both tobacco and other stuff), playing cards, listening to music, etc. -- but it was mostly Tom and Ellen hanging out with me and my wife Sarah.

When it was just the four of us, we would sometimes play some kind of strip card game. It was just as often strip Hearts as it was strip poker. I think playing strip hearts was my suggestion from fond memories of playing it a few years earlier with a college girlfriend. One summer night just about our whole group of friends had gone skinny dipping together so perhaps that gave us a history of nudity together, although it was at night and we were mostly in the water, not standing around enjoying looking at each other. But the strip card games were just the four of us.

The first couple of times we played until one person lost their last item of clothing but eventually we played a few games where we played until three people had lost everything. And even one night when we were all somewhat intoxicated and we just kept playing until everyone was nude and a few more hands past that. I simply mention this to point out that we had reached a point where nudity was not an cause of embarrassment..

On the night I wanted to write about, we were at our apartment. We had been doing a bit of drinking. Well, more than a bit, to the point where we had invited Tom and Ellen to spend the night because neither of them was okay to drive. (This was not the first time this had happened.) As I said, we had all had had more than a bit to drink, but Ellen was flat-out almost falling down drunk.

We were in a second floor apartment in a garden apartment complex. It was just a one bedroom apartment but both the living room and the bedroom were of good size and it was a fairly nice place. Although we only had one bedroom, we had a sofa bed in the living room. Tom helped me open the sofa bed while Sarah brought in sheets and pillows and a blanket. We left Tom and Ellen in the living room and went off to our room to get ready for bed ourselves. We were undressing when we heard Ellen's voice and then heard her and Tom stumbling past our room on her way to the bath room.

By that time I was down to just my boxers and Sarah was just in panties -- sexy lace bikini panties -- but you don't worry about that when there may be an emergency and, as I noted, the four of us had all seen each other a few times wearing nothing at all. She opened the door and turned left into the bathroom where Ellen was kneeling at the toilet throwing up while Tom was holding her.

"Okay, you boys can get out of the bathroom while I help Ellen."

Tom and I went back into the living room. He sat on the edge of the sofa bed. He was shirtless and barefoot but still had pants on.

"I guess she had too much to drink. Me too."

Sarah called me and I left Tom in the living room to see what she wanted. She had undressed Ellen, and had taken off her own panties.

"Ellen could use a little bit of a clean up, but I don't want to get her hair all wet, so I'll help her stand in the shower, and you could rinse us down with the spray hose."

Ellen was sitting on the toilet at that point, leaning against the bathroom sink and vanity. I turned on the water to the spray hose. Sarah got Ellen to her feet, but Ellen was so far out of it that I had to help Sarah get her into the shower. Once they were both in the shower and in a stable position with Sarah standing behind Ellen, her left hand holding Ellen's left shoulder and her right arm around Ellen's waist, I hosed off Ellen, from her neck down.

"Okay, grab a bath towel."

I got a bath towel, helped Sarah and Ellen out of the shower, and gave the towel to Sarah so she could help Ellen dry off. Ellen was really having trouble just standing while Sharon dried her and I had to help Ellen stand. I had been looking at two naked women -- two really good looking naked women -- and hosing them down with warm water and yet I did not have an erection. I guess that shows that watching someone puke is not that arousing an experience. But now with my quite sexy and naked wife, helping to hold up our quite sexy and naked friend, a friend whose naked body was pressed against my body, which was naked except for my boxers -- well, I did not spring a boner, but I was beginning to feel some arousal now and I was glad when Sarah decided that they were dry enough.

"Ellen, I'm going to help you to bed now. Do you think you can walk if I help you?"

Ellen was mumbling "thank you" and apologizing for being sick, but she also stuck a "yes" or two in the middle of her mumbling, so Sarah helped her walk out of the bathroom, through the short hallway, and into the living room. I followed closely behind, ready to assist if Ellen started to stumble and fall. (And, yes, there were lots of lights on, which made it easy to enjoy their bodies, and I was enjoying following these two lovely naked women.)