[Janethebrain]

So I had a bit of an adventure over the weekend, and since I think the reason for my actions was remembering fun events from my past and sharing them on this site, I wanted to share it with you while it was fresh.

On Friday night, my husband had plans to go out with some of his co-workers after work so he wouldn't be home until late. I made plans with a couple of my friends to meet at our friend Susan's house, drink wine, and catch up on girl talk.

At the last minute everyone but me and Sue had to cancel, so it was just the two of us. We hung out and talked about kids and diets and our husbands, and after we finished the bottle of wine she suggested we switch to rum and Diet Coke. I'm not a big drinker, but when I do drink I sometimes get a bit carried away, and this was one of those evenings. Plus all the caffeine from the Diet Coke was balancing the alcohol and making me more charged up as the evening progressed.

After a couple hours of drinking and laughing, Sue's husband Jeff came home and could see that we were well on our way to being drunk. He is a great guy, and my friend probably has the best marriage of any of our group of friends. Or at least she complains about her husband less than the rest of us do.

When Jeff saw that we have drained a bottle of wine and were now drinking rum, he made a joke to his wife about pacing herself so she doesn't pass out before they get some "alone time." Sue laughed and told him not to worry.

We told Jeff to grab a drink and join us, but he wanted to catch the last period of the hockey game on TV so he left us to our gossiping and drinking and settled in with a beer in the other room. We were in the kitchen, so every time he finished a beer he would come into the kitchen to get a new one. He wasn't as buzzed as we were, but he had more than a couple before coming home, and in between yelling at the TV he was putting the beers away pretty quickly.

One thing you need to know about Sue and Jeff is that despite being married for 20 plus years, they are still quite affectionate. Each time he came in to get a beer Jeff would lean over and give his wife a quick kiss, and as she got more drunk she started kissing him back, not making out exactly, but getting close.

Totally as a joke, I shouted, "Hey, what about me?" I swear in my head I was thinking along the lines of "Hey, get a room," but it was also the kind of teasing thing that drunk me likes to say.

What happened next really surprised me. Jeff broke his kiss with Sue, turned to me, and as if we had done it a hundred times, leaned in and gave me a full kiss on the mouth. It was mostly closed mouth, definitely no tongue, but it was not a greeting kiss, it was a kiss. And then he got a beer out of the fridge and walked back into the other room.

I looked at Sue not sure what to say, but she just started talking again and we were instantly back into the discussion as if nothing had happened. I chalked it up to the fact that we were both really buzzed. We continued talking for around 15 minutes until Jeff came back to get a beer.

Sue slurred, "Come here you." And then kissed her husband even more passionately than the previous time. I waited to see if he was going to kiss me again, and was kind of disappointed when he didn't.

He got a beer and was turning to go back to the TV room when I heard myself quietly say, "Nothing for me?" It really felt like I heard myself say it more than I chose to say it, but whatever excuse I make, I know I said it.

Jeff turned and walked a couple steps back to where I was sitting, bent down and kissed me, and this time I kissed him back. And whatever the last kiss had been, this one was double. This was first base. And after around 15 intense seconds, Jeff stood up and walked back into the TV room.

Sue and I started talking again, and it was mostly normal. She wasn't acting weird at all about me and Jeff kissing but she was pretty drunk and started talking about how hard they work all week and wanting to hang out with her husband.

Normally, that kind of talk from Sue means it's time to end girls night so she and Jeff can fuck. But there were two problems with that this evening.

1) I was way too drunk to drive and she had insisted I stay over.
2) I had serious school girl flutters in my stomach from Jeff's kiss.

So instead of making an excuse and going to bed, it was already after midnite, I just went with the flow and said lets hang out with Jeff.

To be continued