Drinks, of course!

"Sounds good," Jake replied.

Patty walked over to the kitchen and retrieved a bottle of wine and four glasses. As she leaned forward slightly Jake could see the very bottom of her bottom; not much, but enough to get him going.

"I'm afraid it's not great wine..." She poured the four glasses, slopping a decent amount on the counter. Clearly she was already tipsy.

"As long as it gets you ladies wasted," Mark said. Jake's eyes glanced back over to see Mark with his hands around Melanie's waist, gently pressed in behind her. A faint surge of jealousy ran through Jake before he calmed himself, remembering that it was all in good fun.

Patty set the four glasses down on the coffee table, and the couples sat down to drink. Things settled down for a while as they went through most of the bottle with small talk and jokes. Throughout the conversation Jake kept sneaking peeks of Patty's inner thighs, hoping for a glimpse of her mound again.

As the last of the wine entered their systems, the effects really hit hard on Patty. Her words became even more slurred, and this wine plus her earlier drinks really got to her. Soon she was nodding off on the couch.

Jake was dissapointed. He had been eager to bang Patricia for weeks now, and she was already passed out.

Melanie was already quite drunk as well. She hadn't had nearly as much to drink as Patty, but her tiny body couldn't handle much booze at all.