Driving Men To Distraction
Chance Weston left Joe Landan's bachelor party early, straight up midnight. He also left sober.
If the still untouched cases of beer that were in the refrigerator were any indication, the bash would continue to four or five that morning.
But spending Friday night with ten young men, watching them get falling down drunk, listening to their tasteless jokes, was not Chance's idea of how to begin a weekend.
Besides there was another pre-wedding event that held his complete attention-a celebration of the bride-to-be's own making.
The celebration began the moment he walked into his apartment. Marianne was there waiting for him, and in his arms before he could shut the door behind him.
The abundantly endowed brunette pressed firmly against him. She swayed a bit, seductively. Her breasts rolled tauntingly over his chest. Her pelvis undulated against his thigh in a very provocative manner, while her mouth covered his.
"Mmmmmmm," she sighed, her lips still touching his. "I've been thinking about this all day. I didn't think you'd ever get home!"
"I couldn't just walk into Joe's party and walk out could I?" Chance smiled down into the girl's soft brown eyes. "I didn't want my departure to be too obvious."