This happened a few years ago when I was in my early twenties. Most weekends my friends and I would go out bar hopping and get recklessly drunk and this time was no exception. What was an exception is a friend of a friend of a friend named Heidi came out. Heidi was 12 years my senior and married with a kid (although her husband was not there). She was a few inches shorter than me, with small breasts, a decent butt and a very cute smile. Think poor man’s Elizabeth Shue. Her slight German accent was super sexy as well.
At first I didn’t really pay much attention to her. I knew she was married plus she was sitting at the complete opposite end of the table from me, so there wasn’t much chance to interact. I’m sure I was being drunk and obnoxious because I later found out she hated me at first. Well bad press is better than no press. She must’ve at least been intrigued because after switching bars, she sat next to me and was chatting me up. The more we drank, the flirtier and more playful she got. Touching my arm, innuendos, comments about sneaking off to the bathroom together. I figured she was having a little fun while her husband wasn’t around – I never expected it to go any further.