Ski

 

“Natalya, Babe, I really don’t think it's a good idea for you to drink any more,” he told his girlfriend who was already swaying after her breakfast of champagne and mimosas. 

“Fffuck yoo, Marvin. Iss cold. I zinninn wanna gow skin', I wanned t' gow summwhere warm. Sooo Im gonna zzrink azz mush azz i wann. Besides, yoo love it wenn I ged zzzrunk,” she slurred as she filled her coffee thermos with martini. Of course, it wouldn’t all fit, so she drank the rest.

“That I do” Marvin says as he leans in to kiss her.

“Ann s'longas I c'n ssill ssann, L c'n ski. Tough wee coud skip the skiin' ann gow back t' the cabin ann I coud ged alll fffucked up ann wee coud fffuck,” she slurred as he rubbed her crotch. 

“Tempting, but I want to see you ski drunk first,” he tells her as he pulls away. She takes a drink.

“Thad will be fun. Noddazz fun azz genn fucked inna cabin,” Natalya says. 

Her boyfreind produced a joint, saying “Don’t worry. You’ll get fucked up on the slopes, and then I’ll take you back to the cabin and fuck you.”

“Won nish thin' 'bout Colorado.  Weed,” she said as she took the joint. He lit it, and watched her get more lit.

Once Natalya had smoked the joint, they made their way to the sky lift. They were fortunate enough to be the only ones in the car. “How fucked up are you, Nat,” Marvin asked as he unbuttoned her pants.

“A li'l zzzrunk, ann high.  Noddazz wayssed azz i wanna be, bud enough furra quick fffuck,” she declared. She helped him slip her pants out of the way. As he fucked her, she sipped Martini.

Her increasing inebriation made it a mad scramble to get her pants back in place before the lift stopped. They made it, and quickly got off.