Sometimes things never really start at all.
Birthday Party
After a very sweaty session of lovemaking we were just lying there and trying to recapture our breath. When Alice found it, she wiped away her blonde hair from her face, looked at me and said: “I came for something else, I wanted to invite you to my birthday party. It would have been very rude to have refused, so the next day I was sitting next to her while she was planning the celebration. It was meant to be in her apartment and she was making a list of guests that was growing and growing. I questioned the availability of enough room for all these people, but she simply answered that there always was a certain amount of people that would not show up. Still I did wonder how more than fifty people could be squeezed in her tiny apartment.
In my case an invitation meant I was to do part of the shopping. So the celebration day was quite heavy on me. She wanted to be certain that there would be enough drinks and food, so I kept dragging crates of beer along the endless looking stairs. After getting some bags with stronger liquor and wine upstairs I went to my own place to have a shower and dress for the party. I had chosen to wear my normal jeans, matching jacket and a white shirt.
Alice had asked me to be early: I might have to help preparing snacks for the guests. So when I re-entered her apartment, she was still on her own. While we were having coffee, a bearded guy came at the door. I had never seen him before, I thought. From the talk he had with Alice I understood that he had helped her move to this place. He settled for tea and sat down next to me while Alice changed. He looked familiar after all, his name was Herbert and he had been in the same class in high school with me for one year.
I got bored by his stories about the dance group he was in. Traditional dances were not my cup of tea. His moaning about his back was not interesting either. So I was very relieved when Alice showed up again. She looked gorgeous in her Indian gown, I had never seen this one before. She kissed me on my mouth and sat next to me and showed interest to Herbert. He almost grew with the attention.
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