(32) [F] – (22)[M] Intern at work – Long Ride home

This is a continuation of the events on Friday. Part 2 is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/w89vym/32f_22m_intern_at_work_friday_shenanigans/)

**Part 3 is below**

At my desk I tried to focus on work (which seemed to have fallen off the rails), but kept reliving the experience and getting distracted by oh so many naughty thoughts. It was around 5 PM when somebody in my team suggested going down to the nearby bar for happy hour before heading home. I instantly warmed up to the idea as I had missed happy hour socials which used to be a regular thing before the pandemic. So I asked Eric over if he wanted to join and a bunch of us headed over to the bar. I called my hubby and informed I will be running late today. I ordered a drink and was just chatting around and the next hour flew by quickly. Eventually one by one people started leaving and when the teammate I was talking to took her leave, I looked around and saw it was just Eric and myself left at the bar. By this time I was on my fourth drink and feeling happy high. I had realized pretty early on in my life that alcohol greatly lowers my inhibitions and so I never get drunk other than with my hubby. But, here I was in a bar with a hot black guy and getting drunk out of my senses.

Eric suggested if I would be interested in grabbing dinner as he was new to the city. (His university was in another state). He was yet to make friends at the corporate housing where he was staying. I readily agreed. We shifted to a quiet corner booth and ordered some food. I was fairly drunk at this point, but I still went ahead and ordered a bottle of wine. As we were waiting for the food our conversation shifted to our personal lives. I told him I was married and spoke about my hubby. Eric said he could guess I was married because of the wedding band on my finger. He said that he was single at the moment and not seriously seeing anyone. He asked about my weekend plans (I did not have any) and without thinking I invited him over to my place for Saturday dinner. It would have been a very uncomfortable conversation with my hubby to explain why I invited this near stranger for dinner. Eric said he had to go visit his parents this weekend, but he was more than happy to take my offer some other weekend. I thanked my lucky stars for the escape.

At some point in our conversation we were discussing how it appears that COVID will never be eliminated but the cases simply will go up and down when he cheekily remarked “just like your skirt today day, boss”. With my inhibitions lowered from the alcohol, I replied back even more inappropriately “It is currently down, do you want to see it go up?” He was like “you are the boss. you can do what you think is right”. So I got up and staggered over to the ladies room and hiked up my skirt , unbuttoned a few buttons of my top and then staggered back to the booth. He was staring lustfully at me from top to bottom as I walked back towards him. He took a good long look at me and said “Yummy”. He indicated he was he was referring to the food, but both of us knew what he meant. I flushed red and became very aroused. I ended up having most of the wine, so I was sloshed. Dinner was done, bill was paid, Eric got up and was waiting for me. I tried to get up and take a couple of steps towards him when I lost my balance and started falling. Eric quickly reached out to grab me. One of his hands ended up grabbing my ass. Since my skirt was so high, his hands were under my skirt on my naked ass. He gave it a good, firm squeeze. I froze, but my whole body was on fire and it felt like I was branded by hot iron where he touched my bare skin. The first time a guy other than my hubby had touched me in such a intimate spot. He realized how inappropriate it was and quickly took his hand away.

I took an Uber back home and the ride was long enough for me to get down from my high to some extent. I was feeling guilty by what had transpired during the day. I tried by best to fix my appearance on the ride home. By the time I reached home the guilt was killing me and I wanted invalidate those inappropriate actions that I had done. As soon as I closed the door behind me, I kicked off my heels and removed my jacket and went down on my knees in front of my hubby. As I was fiddling with his zipper, he noticed my highly inappropriate low cut top with half my tits hanging out. I could already see the whole lot of questions forming in his head, so I quickly pulled his dick out and started sucking on him like there is no tomorrow. In just a few minutes he came in my mouth which I swallowed. I removed my top and stepped out of my skirt. My hubby pushed my soaked thong down my legs. On noticing how sopping wet I was he smiled and said “Well, well, well looks like someone is super drunk and horny”. He went down on me and did not have to work too hard. Considering I was in a state of constant arousal the entire day, I came in less than 30 seconds bucking violently wildly against his face. He started fucking me in the missionary position trying to last longer than his usual couple of minutes. I was trying to focus on the pleasure my hubby was giving me, but the only image that came to my head was the sight of Eric lustfully stare at my exposed body at the bar when I walking back to the booth. I moaned unconsciously when I remembered the feeling of his hands squeezing my hot naked ass. The moaning was enough to push my hubby over the edge and make him come. He rolled off me, mumbling an apology of not lasting longer. In my twisted mind I was hoping fucking my hubby would somehow make everything ok, but it had the opposite effect and only made things worse. Eric was invading my thoughts in my bedroom.

Update:- As my hubby is out the most of the day Saturday, I do not have to face his questions today. I think it is going to be an interesting Sunday.

P.S Originally posted by me on r/SluttyConfessions a few days ago

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