I woke up the next day (Friday) with a big smile on my face as I went off to work to await the text from Cindy. I knew that Joe liked to golf on Friday evenings so I was guessing she would work around that. Lunchtime arrived with no contact from Cindy. I went out to lunch and then on a sales call with still no contact.
By three I was thinking about contacting her but I knew that was dangerous. Then it started to rain and looking at the forecast I knew that golf was now out of the picture for Joe which would be bad for another rendezvous.
My phone pinged. I anxiously looked at it expecting to see something from Cindy but it was from Joe. It read "I know your wife is still out of town. Do you want to go out for a few drinks?"
"I am thirsty," I replied. Pick you up around 5:30." Was Cindy behind this I wondered. Time will tell.
I showed up promptly at 5:30 and Joe ran out to the car to meet me. This was disappointing as I had wanted to see Cindy's reaction.
As he hopped into the car, I asked him if Cindy was home. He said that she was so I just said to "Wait here. I wanted to say Happy Birthday."
"Make it quick," Joe said. "I am in need of a few cocktails."
I entered the front door and found Cindy in the kitchen. She looked surprised. "What are you doing here? Where is Joe?"
I informed her that Joe was waiting in the car and that I had to be quick.
"Last night was a huge mistake," she exclaimed. "Not only did I cheat on my husband but I cheated on my best friend too. It can't happen again!"
I closed the gap between us and backed her into her Frig. I grabbed the back of her hair. "I am going to kiss you now and there is not a damn thing you can do about it!" As I aggressively kissed her, she responded just as aggressively back.
We broke the kiss and her legs were a little wobbly. "I don't want to keep Joe waiting. I will definitely see you later. Wait up for us." She just nodded and smiled.
Joe and I went out to the bar and started with a couple of shots and a beer. When it got past eight, I switched to water as I told Joe that "I had to drive." At ten we were done and headed back to Joe's house. Joe was definitely very drunk and I made sure that I walked with him up to his door. "Come in for one more," he slurred.
"Sounds like a good plan," I said and walked in with him. Cindy was sitting on the couch in an old sweat shirt reading a book. I acted more drunk than I actually was which caused her to question our need for a nightcap.
We cracked open a couple of beers and I told Joe "No" on the shots that he poured. He did not want to waste them so he drank both within ten minutes. That should work out well for me. As he finished the second one Cindy spoke up.
"I just texted your wife that you guys were pretty drunk. We decided that you should stay here in the guest room."