Sure, why not.

That evening, I met them at this really fancy Italian restaurant. We had a very lovely time. After dinner, Helen the wife offered to give me a ride home. It has been a fun evening so I saw nothing wrong with getting a free ride home from midtown. When the driver pulled up to the front of the restaurant, Mr. Riley open the door and Mrs. Riley had me get in. Mrs. Riley followed and Mr. Riley closed the door. He circled the car and opened the other side so I was sitting in between them.

We continued our evening in the car in fun and laughter. Once we reached their residence, Mrs. Riley opened her door which was the curb side and got out. Mrs. Riley turned around and looked at me.

"Would you like to come up for some drinks?" she asked.

"Oh, I don't know it's getting pretty la..." I replied as Mr. Riley inched in behind me gesturing he was getting out of the car through the currently open door which I was in the way of.

"Go on, Pete will drive you later and make sure you get home safe.

At that point I saw no reason why I could not stay for some drinks and refusing my insult them.

"Oh, okay... yeah... sure..." I hesitantly answered as I made my way out of the car and Mrs. Riley held my hand and guided me out.

I followed Mrs. Riley towards the lobby still holding my hand and Mr. Riley closed the car door behind him. As the car drove off, not sure where - the doorman opened the door.

"Good evening Mrs. Riley, Mr. Riley." the doorman greeted.

"Hey Danny, have a good evening." Mrs. Riley greeted him back and smiled.

The man in the elevator greeted us and operated the elevator to their floor.

Arriving at their place, my jaw dropped to how big and gorgeous their residence was.

"Honey, mind grabbing a bottle of red?" she asked Mr. Riley.

"Yep, I got it." Mr. Riley replied.

"Come, I'll show you the living room." she said as she immediately removed her shoes and walked barefoot. I followed her slowly as I was still taken back and took my time admiring everything I saw. We arrived in the living room after what felt like minutes of walking. She sat down on the white couch and patted the seat next to her.

"Come! Sit! Make yourself at home." she gestured to me.

"Should I remove my shoes?" I asked as I was a little intimidated by how clean and expensive everything looked.

"What? No! None sense. Oh they look cute on you." she answered.

I kept my shoes on and sat down in the middle of the couch next to her.

"I love your place, it's huuuuge! And everything, so pretty." I commented almost sounding dumb struck.

"Yeah, I decorated myself, took years and it's almost to where I like it." she responded.

Mr. Riley finally joined us with three wine glasses in hand and a bottle of wine. He sat down next to me and again I ended up in the middle of the couple. We had such a pleasant and fun conversation that I did not realize that I had way too much to drink while they barely have gone through their first glass. I looked at my phone and saw that it was almost midnight. At that point I realized it was time to go.

"Ummm I think I should get going, I practically drank that whole bottle." I said.

"What? It's only eleven thirty!" Mrs. Riley protested.

I quickly guzzled what was remaining in my glass and placed the empty glass on the coffee table, and proceeded to stand up.

"I really have to get going, I have an early start in the morning" I insisted.

"Awww, but we were having such a good time!" she responded as she gently grabbed my arm to keep me sitting down.

As I got up from her grasps and tried to walk up from the middle of them, she put one of her foot in between my feet tripping me and making me lose balance. As the **** already got to me, this was an easy task for her. I tried to regain my balance but she pulled me towards her and made me fall back on top of her lap.

"Oh my gosh, careful sweetie, I think you should just stay the night. Don't you think so, babe?" she said to me and Mr. Riley.

As I was not able to find anywhere to support myself as I attempted to get off of her, I tried to regain a less awkward position so I leaned back onto the couch in between them.

"Ummm, I don't know... I have to be at work tomorrow and I don't have anything to wear." I replied.

"You can borrow some of my clothes, I have some that I have not even worn yet. I'm sure you can find something. We can have much more fun." she reasoned.

As my legs were still on her lap my back was towards Mr. Riley and I was practically leaning on him. She they began to slowly rub my legs and move my dress up my legs. That's when I figured out what she really wanted. At that point, I knew I really had to leave.