When there's a Will...

Arron and William continued to talk as the waitress brought the third round of drinks and a new set of wings to the table, both of them barely noticing how they had somewhat shifted until they were leaning a bit in to each other. For his part, Arron felt at ease talking to the slightly older man and getting to learn about him. William was 45, from back East as well, but had moved into town to be with his college girlfriend who had gotten pregnant with their one and only child, Derek, and was **** to drop out of school. He had finished through distance education and plowed himself into working to help support his family. It was rather amazing to think about how much of a worker he was, a go-getter, and yet seemed so mellow and outgoing. It puzzled him to think that there would be no woman there for him, he had meet several at the university who would've been great for him.

William was definitely wondering the same thing about his apparent drinking partner. At 41, she was not over the hill by any means and though she did look her age, Erin was definitely blessed with great genetics to keep a very seductive appearance and figure. He was no expert by any means at measuring a woman's breasts but they had to be some of the largest he had ever seen. The jeans she wore showed off very shapely legs and he hadn't managed to avoid checking out her ass as she walked past him near the bar to get a drink before settling down. He doubted any of the other men in the room were trying to avoid checking her out.

Arron felt the beer hitting him just at that moment when he tried to reach for another wing and accidentally bumped his empty glass, having it tip over and smack right into William's not so empty glass. Before either of them could do much, it tipped over and spilled the remaining third of the beer onto the table. It sloshed over the edge and soaked onto both their laps. "Shit!"

Arron merely sat there for a moment and then covered his mouth with his hand and laughed a bit. William, at a loss for words on what to do, joined him in laughing at how silly the two of them must've looked. "Guess we're not as think as you drunk I am?"

He rolled his eyes at the stupid lame throw line but joined his partner in trying to get as much of the beer off the table as possible before he looked at the time on the wall. "Man, it's already past midnight?"

William whistled as he checked his watch and then shook his head. "I'm out...I can't drive like this."

The waitress came over and after they squared the bill, William refusing to let him even attempt to pay, the two of them stumbled outside into the cold night air. Despite the fact that the two of them were more than a bit tipsy, Arron found himself leaning a bit against the taller man for support, both were still alert enough to make it over to his SUV. "You'll be alright?"

"I only had 3, you had at least twice that, right?"

William nodded. "Never again, my fair lady, I cannot help but swear off the sauce..."

Arron nodded in mock solemnity at his new friend's statement. "Well, it's been fun...thank you."

William nodded and slowly began to stand up as best he could as he spotted the taxi approaching. "That's for me." He turned to say his goodbye to Erin. "See you later?"

Arron nodded and reached up and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "See you later, William."