He passes out. Poor guy.

The next thing I remember, I was blinking awake in Talia’s bed, lying beneath the covers. My wife was snuggling close beside me.

Seeing that I was awake, she whispered, “Hey there, cutie.”

I shook my head clear and asked, “Did I actually pass out?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Where is everybody?”

“In the living room, hanging out. I wanted to stay in here with you.”

“God, tonight was crazy,” I sighed, holding her close. “I don’t know what came over us.”

“Well, I know exactly what came over us. You did. You came all over us.”

I burst out laughing.

“So everyone’s okay? Nothing weird or awkward?”

“Mmm… maybe a little bit. I mean, it was one thing to be naked and kissing and touching everybody when we were all horny, but after the smoke cleared and things went back to normal, there was this definite moment everybody had where we were like, ‘Oh geez, I’m naked, and so are all my friends, and we all just had sex with Elizabeth’s husband.’”

I nodded, blushing. Elizabeth continued, “But everyone is okay now. I think what happened tonight was about ten years overdue. We all had a lot of unresolved feelings that needed to be brought out in the open.”

She kissed me, and I felt a tinge of desperation in it.

“What about you?” she asked. “How do you feel about what happened?”