Tonya went in the front door. I went in the back, using the bathroom then joining the group. They really didn't notice we were gone. What they did notice was Tonya joining Lucy and Dana out on the dance floor, something she had never done. My brain said 'never ever' but I knew she'd had to have danced at her wedding, maybe. Not like she did now, dropping her butt all the way to the floor, becoming something so sexy I wouldn't have believed if I hadn't just fucked her. Her sudden change and skilled dancing earning a cheer from our group. Plus half the crowd of strangers! Lucy and Tonya spotting me waved me over. I got to be in the middle of them while they tried to one up each other on dancing the sexiest, and dirtiest.
Tonya not being a stick in the mud was a shot of energy for the group. The two of us helped everyone finish off their big drinks, then we all hit the bus. Off to one last bar where Chris and Jane had been regulars when they were going to University, about as far from home as you could get the bus company to drive. I think maybe they'd even paid extra for it. Gary was out cold as soon as we rolled down the road from the Pina Colada bar, aka the Tonya and me fucking in the parking lot stop. Emptied earlier by Dana, with who knew how many beers in him, he was gone to the world.
Tommy was all over his wife in a way I had never seen before, like he worshiped the ground she walked on. Instead of the opposite, which was all I'd ever seen, like she should be thankful he was still with her. I was pretty sure it was watching her mess around with Gary and me. He hadn't come out onto the dance floor but he'd cheered the loudest when Dana had pulled my face into her bra less chest while we danced, as she tried to earn the loudest roar from the dirtiest act. I don't think Dana even really noticed, she was eyeing up Chris like she had one more to cross off before getting the full set.
Tonya kept earning jaw drops of surprise from everyone as she drank more, laughed louder, and actually made jokes. I kept wanting to push her away, in guilt and worry because I thought she would give us away from sitting as close to me as Lucy did. Nobody seemed THAT aware though. Maybe Chris, but he didn't glare suspicious daggers at us or anything. Lucy didn't seem to mind that her older sister was behaving like my girlfriend, or second wife. She was giddy as hell at every moment Tonya seemed to be drunk enough to not be behaving like Tonya.
I was feeling a bit guilty as my wife and I found ourselves alone in that last bar. Both of us sitting at a table, Lucy clinging to me.
"You fucked Tonya happy." Lucy said all nonchalant like.
"I what?" Pretending I didn't hear what she said as the jukebox was playing.
"I actually forgot how cool she used to be before Gary." Just to further make this day the most insane one I'd lived, my wife stared at me with the most profound fondness. Shaking her head she kissed me, like she did when I surprised her with a good present or by saying something really nice. "You brought my sister back."
"Ah, well..." Resisting the urge to ask her how she knew.
"Thank you, you're literally outdoing yourself this year."
"It's all downhill from here then."
"Oh stop. It won't be." She batted at me, smiling before getting serious. "Was she any good?"
"Not as good as you." It was instinct but Lucy shook her head, not wanting the platitudes.
"No, I know that, that's why you keep coming home to me." Drunk Lucy was super fucking arrogant, and I loved it. "I meant was she like... A block of ice?"
"Nah, if she was she warmed up really quickly."
"I believe that, now." My wife indicating her sister who was at the jukebox swaying her big o' bottom to the music, looking for a selection she liked. Tonya whose attention momentarily turned her head to Chris, Jane, and Dana who were all dancing. Actually smiling at the three, rolling her eyes not in supreme condemnation but with bemusement. "Think you can do that for her before every family function?"
"If you insist." Like it would be a huge burden, she knew me enough to know when I was being sarcastic.
"I do. God look at her Sam!" Tonya was full on dancing, by herself, as the first song died, her selection kicking on. Smiling like there was nothing wrong in the world. Like I'd never seen Tonya in all the years I'd known her. "Once a month at least."
"I don't know if she'd..."
"She will."
"But..."
"She will, why wouldn't she? I bet her and Gary are done soon too." We both kind of frowned at that, we both liked Gary enough, plus the kids, but clearly he was totally wrong for her.
"IF," Lucy gave me that much at least, with a allowing nod. To me an ongoing relationship with a sober Tonya wasn't a foregone conclusion. "If she agrees... You are more important than anything. I don't want to lose you, so you'll say something before... I do anything that breaks... us. I love you so much and..."
"Shut up and kiss me you butthead." Giving me that look that said my stumbling must have gotten across what I felt.
So we kissed. We danced. We got back on the bus to go home. It was going to be a long trip back, I thought everyone would be pulling a Gary by the time we got into town again, zonked out. There was a few minutes of silence, nobody drinking as intently as earlier, knowing this was the end of the crazy night.
"God." Jane said, the only one dancing to the song that was coming through the bus speakers, plopping down next to her husband. Lewdly spreading her leg and running her hands up and down the inner thighs. "I don't know how deep you came in me Sam but that big dick must really inject it deep, because it hasn't come out."
"No?" Dana asked stooping over to take a look, squinting so close that I thought it proved how good she was feeling.
"No." Jane shook her head, laughing. "I kept expecting to leave a big embarrassing puddle in the bar but... nothing. At either!"
"Embarrassing? You think you'd be used to leaving puddles everywhere." Tommy mimed her spraying which actually got a laugh.
"Speaking of that, birthday girl could almost use another one." She turned to her husband, rubbing at his pants, climbing partially into his lap as she did so. Somehow moving her shoulder so that the strap of her dress fell down, exposing most of her perky breast. "You ready to give me my last birthday fuck?"
"Jeez babe, you haven't had enough?" Not accusing but just surprised, like he was worried it was a medical condition.
