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I didn't say anything at first, I just kept watch over her. I didn't really think it was my place to tell the boss's wife she was getting drunk.But as the evening progressed, she got more and more inebriated. Finally, I had to say something. I was, after all, Allen's best friend and Carol was his wife. So I discretely asked Carol to "show me something in the bathroom". She and I walked back to the bathroom and that's when I confronted her in private."Carol dear, this may not be my place to say but I don't want you to be embarrassed. You've had a little more than your share to drink, hon, and as your friend, I think you should probably excuse yourself from the party and find a bed to crash in until the room stops spinning."Carol looked up at me through what had to be fuzzy alcohol-glazed eyes and nodded. I helped her to her room and took off her heels. I didn't help her get undressed–that wouldn't have been proper. But she lay down on her bed and within a couple minutes, I could tell. The contest had droned on for about five minutes, before the spotlight found Delilah. Suddenly she was basked in the light and her movements slowed. Hell, the whole world seemed to slow for me. Her head rocked back, basking in the attention. Her back arched and she thrust out her chest, spinning slowly and then she bent forward again. Her hands found their way to her bare outer thighs. The grace with which her legs entertwined at that moment was mesmerizing. My wife had a slight sheen of perspiration on her skin, glowing in the light. She d**g her palms up her thighs, to rest on her swaying hips; through the blades of her grass skirt. The skirt flittered in the movement, revealing a hint of her bald snatch beneath. I was jolted back to reality as I realized that the crowd was near silent. They stared at her, as lost in the moment as I was. If they don't start to cheer, she's not going to make it to round two! She traced her open hands around her rib cage and slipped the tips of her.
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