My friends and I were celebrating at a bar. There were a lot of people there. By midnight, everyone was already tipsy. Our table was groaning under the weight of drinks and snacks. And the conversations became increasingly intimate. Then they turned on the music, and everyone started dancing. And the intimate conversations ended.
I didn’t feel like dancing. My husband was dozing, which upset me immensely. Because after all this talk, I was thinking about fucking him in the bathroom. Then I went to the bathroom alone. A handsome young man was standing at the entrance to the bathrooms. He was tall, black, and wearing a black T-shirt and baggy jeans.
We started a casual conversation. And then he asked me to dance. He grabbed me tightly around the waist and pressed his body against mine. I felt my body heat up and my blood rush. Then his hand dropped to my ass and slowly slipped under my short dress.
