The Woman who hates me

We were neighbours, the street were all new houses built in the Mid 70’s. Most of us were younger with families and all had large mortgages and money was a bit tight. The Credit card era was just about to begin.

Due to the common cash shortage we all used to meet up one day a month in some one elses house bring a bottle of wine or a few beers of a half bottle of spirits some food and have a fun time. Nothing really happened much other than a pleasant social evening.

It was suggested that we all club in a pound per family and buy lottery tickets any winnings would go into the next months party to buy in booze or food it all seemed harmless enough. The first month we won 20 pounds and bought some wine and beer the next month was the same and we bought some food. It went on and one week mid summer we won a bigger sum just over 500 pounds.

We decided to have a BBQ late afternnoon allow all the kids their fun then later at night the adults would have all have our usual fun night but with some luxury items stuff normally out of our budget range. We went to the local Butcher and ordered Sausages and burgers for the Kids Fillet and Striploin Steaks for the adults along with spareribs The local store had some good wines and we ordered some better quality wines and a few bottles of “shampoo” along with a couple of bottles of Brandy and some Good Malt whisky.

The BBQ went well in my back yard the kids all enjoyed their sausages and burger buns and were put home and the adults began to party our Neighbour Fred two doors away let slip it was his wife’s ( Kate) birthday so we all toated her some one put on some music and we all started to dance. Her husband was a bit of a freeloader and was hitting the booze hard he had pissed off a few of the people including my next door neighbours They kept topping up his glass, he didi’t stay too long and staggered off home. A couple of the others dissapeared to check on their kids. I went to help my self to a drink. The music changed and a slow number came on.

I felt a tap on my shoulder it was birtday girl, “Are you avoiding me “she asked “You haven’t danced with me, and it’s my Birthday” I put my drink down and pulled her close and we started danceing. I pulled her closer and my hand in the middle of her back pulled her in close she tried to pull away but the grip I had just made her belly and groin push into me further. Someone turned the lights low I pulled her closer and kissed her forehead. She turned her head up “ I hate you “ she hissed as we finished the dance she pulled away. As she pulled away The other couples around started to clap and one of the Guys suggested we all swop partners and it went on from there. I danced with all my neighbour’s wives, and finally Kate again. By this time she had had a couple more drinks and was slightly pissed. We danced and she ground her pelvis into mine and naturally I became hard. As the dance finished she muttered “ I still fucking hate you “ and went away.

We began to tidy up and people drifted off home. My next door neigbour and our wives and I were clearing up the last of the food put some stuff away most of the booze and food was gone Kate staggered by and sat down on the garden seat She rambled on about it being her birthday and no one to fuck her and called us all dick less wonders.