It happened a few years back, my husband and I have always had very different works, his job often takes him out of town or keeps him at work late mine is all in early morning and afternoon, his is in the industrial area south of the city, mine is in the commercial area in the north side, sometimes it feels a bit like we never see each other at all for weeks at a time. It was one of those times that this happened.
My friend at work was having her bachelorette party, it was pretty straightforward, like you'd expect we were going to see male strippers then back to her house for the general drunken ending of the night. Things went normally through the strippers, they were men, handsome muscular and pretty hot but my friend, was being a little bitchy, stress I guess from wedding and stuff.
Anyway, after our couple hours in the strip club we started to head back to her place when we detoured to a bar for another drink, she was still being pretty bitchy and I wasn't in much of a better mood, to be honest, since my husband and I hadn't been intimate in over a month at that point, so the sight of all those naked men at the strip place was kind of rough on me.
To put it simply I was horny and frustrated and listening to her bitch about her guy being out for one night, they lived together, while they both had their parties, was getting on my last nerve.
Result being she and I in a little verbal spat while at the bar and me saying fuck this and walking out to get a cab. I was pretty upset and a little drunk so rather then just calling a cab for home I called one to take me to a bar I used to go to with my husband when we were dating, wasn't really my kind of place, but I just wanted a drink or three before I went home so I could calm down. and I knew the name of the place.
It wasn't the best place to hang out really, the place had been busy before but it was almost empty when I went in maybe a dozen people total mostly alone at the bar or in pairs at tables. I sat at the bar ordered a drink and sat there calming down and really wishing my husband was in town.
Finished the first drink and was thinking of asking the bar tender to call me a cab when he sets another drink in front of me at the same time this guy sits next to me and says "you look like you could use another. God knows I can"
I was surprised I mean no one's hit on me in ages and at first I thought it was an obvious pick up line but when we talked a little, I don't remember what all we said, but he seemed sincere, talked a lot about his work and friends there and how they were kind of rude sometimes.
We got to talking and drinking, told him my problems and he told me his over like 5 drinks instead of the one or two I planned, he was just drinking cokes though after the first, said he had to drive home so only one drink, and after talking for a couple hours he offers me a lift home, when I say where i live he says its just a couple miles out of the way from his place. normally I'd say no because he's a stranger but he's been very sweet and sincere and I'm kind of drunk and horny and when either of those happen I do impulsive things both make me kind of wild.
So we get up and go out to the parking lot and we get to his car, its a big older SUV, kind of a soccer mom looking one to be honest and while we are standing next to it he leans close and kisses me, up to then things had been innocent, just two people talking and it surprised me, a lot, enough that instead of pulling back or trying to stop him I just kissed back.
