One of my cousins introduced Alice and I. We went out for a short period of time. She was just not my type. She was average in the looks department. She was my height, slightly overweight with brown hair that covered her shoulders. Her breasts were c cups. It did not take much effort to get her nipples erect. Her pussy was always clean shaven. Like I said, she just was not my type, but she had different thoughts. I would call less and less. When I would call Alice, I was bored or horny. Sometimes we would go out, either to a bar for drinks or for something to eat. Sometimes we would end up in bed. The sex was ok. Nothing fantastic but not boring, if you can ever call sex “boring”. It was a Saturday afternoon and I was cleaning the house. The phone rang and it was Alice. She wanted to know if I would like to go out for a late lunch. Since cleaning the house is not tops on my fun list, I told her sure. We decided to meet at a local restaurant. I hopped in the shower and headed off. I got there a few minutes before her. The hostess escorted us to a booth. We ordered a bottle of wine. Alice’s drink of choice was wine. I think she drank wine because it made her look sophisticated. She made pretty quick work of her first glass of wine. We ordered our meals. We ate, drank and talked. I kept refilling her glass. We, when I say me, I mean mostly her, emptied that bottle wine. She wanted another bottle. I told her I did not want anymore, but I could order her a glass. I could tell that the effects of the alcohol was starting to take effect. She was talking slower than usual. Two more glasses of wine later and she was in no shape to drive. I convinced her that I should drive her home and we could get her car later, meaning tomorrow. The drive to her apartment was uneventful. We got to her apartment and she wanted to know if I would like to come in.