'Clear Wine' to sober them up

Steve returned with a bottle of clear liquid labeled Stolichnaya.

"I really shouldn't have started you two on red wine since you've just started drinking," he said. "With ****, the darker it is, the more likely it is to get you drunk."

"I did not know that," Sister Brown confessed.

"Ish news t'me!" Sister Sorensen agreed. "But I don't know nuffsin bout alshol"

"Yes," he said. "Clearly. You're lucky I was here."

"So lucky!" Sister Sorensen nodded, then wobbled, trying to figure out what position her head was supposed to be in.

"I have some Amber wine called tequila that isn't as strong, and maybe that would be ok for Sister Brown, but given what a light weight Sister Sorensen is, I figured I better get the clear stuff."

"I'm a light weight," the blonde missionary agreed. "I weigh, like, not so much for bean so tall."

"Yes, that and your naïveté probably explains how the red wine got you so drunk," he agreed. "But this clear wine should counteract a lot of the effects."

He poured some of the Stoli into Sister Sorensen's tumbler. The blonde missionary drank it down eagerly, then coughed, making her bare boobies bounce.

"Did that help Sisser Sorsen?" Sister Brown inquired. "Did the clear wine make you lesh drunk?"

"Oh, I'm sure it did," Steve said. "See how her eyes are starting to shine and her cheeks are so rosy? Clearly she's sobering up."

"Thas abshbi fushy vf," Sister Sorenson agreed, and Sister Brown had no doubt they were right.

"Maybe I shuz have just a lil," Sister Brown reasoned. "I know I'm more mashure an' everything, but the red wine did make me tipsyish."

She was secretly afraid that the tipsiness was impacting her ability to resist the deep urge to let go of one of her titties and plunge her hand to her crotch. She was so horny!

"That's very sensible of you, Sister Brown," Steve said, pouring the clear wine into her tumbler as she held it out with her right hand and mauled her left tittie with the other. She downed the drink and then gasped, understanding her companion's cough now.

"It burns!" she exclaimed as her eyes started to water.

"Good!" Steve said. "The burning tells you it's sobering you up! When it stops burning, you know you're sober."

"Oh! I.... Oh..." Sister Brown said as the blood throbbed in her ears and she wondered if it wouldn't be so bad if she touched herself just a little. "I sink I need to usa bafroom, please and thankyou."

"Oh, yes, of course!" Steve said. "You'll be ok by yourself for a minute while I show Sister Brown how to find the bathroom, right Sister Sorenson?"

Sister Sorensen nodded emphatically if erratically, picked up the bottle of clear wine and waved them off.

Sister Brown knew her companion would be ok. Steve helped her to her feet.

"The floor's a bit slippery between here and the bathroom, so I'll need to hold onto your ass so you don't fall down," he said. "It's the gentlemanly thing to do, so you obviously won't be offended.

"Obviously..." she agreed as he grabbed her firmly by the ass. She wasn't offended. But she was very, very horny. And it had been more than a little while.