Last weekend, my gf went to a house party in her own place (which is a medieval town between Antwerp and Brussels in Belgium). It was actually a drink organised by friends of her dad and the invitation included also her. She and I were easy, had no horny plans, though she knew she had a permanent free pass (or carte blanche). Yet, it would be a quiet Saturday night, so I thought.
At the party, there was this interesting older guy, early 50’s, a curator of a small filmfestival, so plenty to talk about, seen my girls wide cultural and intellectual interests. She is a stunning beauty, so she always attracts new attention, so nothing new there. The drinks were plenty, it became later and later, and the atmosphere became looser, merrier, more flirtatious. The perfect setting for my girl to let any reserve go and transform into this flirting yolo vixen, with those typical tantalizing eyes. So the subject changed towards (open) relations, liberal sex, sexuality, and she seduced him to leave the party and to go to his place, a few streets further.