The Trouble with Whiskey and Women.

The Trouble with Whiskey and Women.

They say the trouble with whiskey and women is, well… whisky… and women! Haha. Rarely do the two mix in a good way. Everything in moderation. Right? So, this was the night of my ex-boyfriend’s wedding and I decided to show up at his bachelor party. Almost no one knew in advance that the stripper was going to be me. I used a fake name and put out fliers in his neighborhood. Moreover, it was a surprise to everyone involved. Well, except for one of his closest friends.

You see, this “friend”, named Klaus, was feeling his own pangs for retribution brought by the trouble with whiskey and women too. Klaus’s ex-girlfriend was now marrying one of his friends. That friend was my ex, Ivan. What had happened was that at my bridal shower this chick got fucked up and made a play for my man. Everyone had been drinking. Some of us, more than others. And it’s never a good idea to have a mixed shower. Some call it a couples shower. My man, Ivan was completely sloshed and kept grabbing at my tits in front of everyone.

Now, don’t get me wrong when speaking of the trouble with whiskey and women. It was great that he was super turned on by me after dating for nearly five years. But, even with the whiskey and women issues, I simply wanted him to be discrete. Especially, since my whole family was there. First of all, who wants their Dad to see someone groping his daughter? Even if it was the soon-to-be son-in-law! My Dad was getting angrier by the minute and I told Ivan he needed to get a ride home and sleep it off. He stormed out, grabbing his car keys along the way.

Whiskey and Women Bring New Dangers!

Next, the real trouble with whiskey and women began. I raced out after him to beg him not to drive in his drunken condition. When I saw him getting into his Jeep and this chick, Sara jumping in the passenger side, I raced toward them and asked where the fuck she thought she was going with my man. She told me she wasn’t drunk and since they lived on the same street, she’d make sure he didn’t get into trouble. Little did I guess, she was to become the monster under my bed!

Feeling my own trouble with whiskey and women, I agreed as long as she agreed to do the driving. So, they traded places, and off they drove. I went back inside to help shut the festivities down and tell everyone goodnight. Then, I got a ride to Ivan’s house from my sister. But, when we got there, all the lights inside his house were off. Kissing my sister goodbye, I stumbled inside to get some sleep before the wedding.

What I saw could only be called the trouble with whiskey and women when I saw them both naked as the day they were born! Right there, in our bed! She had him in a sixty-nine and they were going at it like teens under the high school bleachers. She had his thick dick all the way down her throat to the balls and his tongue was tugging at her labia like a fucking surgeon! I screamed and commenced with the Ass-Whooping on both of them before packing and getting the fuck out of there!

Fast Forward to the Real Trouble!

For my part, the next six months had little to do with the trouble with whiskey and women, and much more to do with savage unabated revenge! Those two really deserved each other and quickly planned their own wedding because she was pregnant by Ivan. Never did two muther fuckers deserve each other more! But, that was just the start of the payback. I set the party fliers in motion as Klaus continued to pretend to be the dutiful friend; even though that bitch had been his before that fateful night of betrayal.

Klaus planned the bachelor’s party with me and the trouble with whiskey and women began. He told everyone he had hired the hottest nude dancer to pop from the cake. They wheeled the cake in and made sure the party was in full swing. Then, I popped from the cake and Ivan could hardly believe his drunken eyes as I slithered all over him. His dick was as hard as I had always been able to make it. I let him lick and kiss me even though it turned my stomach.

Then, she came home and saw it all in living color, and she got to see for herself what the trouble with whiskey and women could really do! His dick was in my mouth and his mouth buried deep in my pussy. I laughed wickedly as she screamed out in horror. Haha! Her heart broke right in front of me. Joyful wicked laugh! And all I could do was continue to take back what was originally MINE! Funny thing was, that I no longer wanted him, not even a little bit. I just needed the payback! LOL. Now, as the years have passed and no one wants either of those fuckers, I guess they realize the real trouble with whiskey and women. Payback! Giggle. Good job, Jo~Jo! Good JOB!

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