JJ and I went out for dinner. We ate good food and drank better wine. Then we went home, where I continued to drink.
“Feel better?” he asked, removing his shirt.
“Yes!” I sang, throwing myself on the bed. The mattress bounced under me. “Better, better, best.”
“Are you drunk?”
“Not yet, still working on it.” I was in that happy state between tipsy and unable to walk a straight line. I patted the bed. “Come here, lover.”
Smiling, he continued removing his clothes until he was down to his underwear. “Should I leave these on, as protection?”
“Ho ho ho.” I raised an eyebrow at him. “Off! I want naked JJ!”
“I think I like it when you’ve been imbibing.” He lay down next to me, slipping an arm around my waist. “Want to play?”
“Always.” I rolled into him. Our hips met, perfectly aligned. “Maybe I should take my clothes off?” I laughed.
“Let me help…”