When I returned, I saw Lei sitting across from the sofa where Gene and I sat, casually talking with my friend, her legs crossed with her skirt having ridden higher on her legs, showing plenty of her thighs; her nipples were barely poking through her top but were still noticeable. We were all still a little nervous but the more we made small talk and drank, the less tense we became. Gene told her that he was envious of me at times because I had a girlfriend like Lei who was pretty, smart and personable; the total package.

As Lei finished her third glass of wine, she asked me to...