Yes

Joe had stopped counting the number of beers he had given Miranda after the third one, but he knew she was drunk when she started openly flirting with all of them.

In fact, Miranda herself had quickly forgotten about her marriage by that point, coming to on several of the guys sitting around her and letting them feel her up.

When one of the guys sitting next to her not only grabbed her ass, but squeezed it, and began leading his other band between her legs, Joe decided he didn't like where this was going.

"Hey you sexy bitch," the man with his hand between her legs, who was now fishing for the button to her jeans with his hand, said to her, "you're gonna let me have this pussy later, right?"

"Leave her alone Bobby," Joe said to him, catching himself trying to catch a glimpse of her pussy as Bobby slid her jeans down a little and stuck his hand into them, rubbing her.

"UH...YEAH..." Miranda moaned, reacting well to whatever Bobby was doing, Joe unable to tell whether his hand was just inside her jeans, or if he gotten it into her panties, as well by that point.

Flushed, Miranda let him finish and pulled her jeans up as she headed to the bathroom.