I shared this story with a friend the other night, and thought I might as well share it here as well :)
Last September my husband was out of town for the weekend, and I was my best friend’s date to a coworker’s wedding. We sat at a table with our manager and his wife, our manager’s boss and her husband, and another girl on our team and her husband. I was taking FULL advantage of the bar, mostly drinking peach prosecco, but I also had the occasional beer or glass of wine peppered in; I was having a grand ole time and was getting a little tipsy.
After the sun went down the dancing started in full swing, and our table went out to the dance floor. By this point my manager’s wife and I had already started getting a little flirty with each other. (I really like girls, but I don’t get to mess around with them anymore now that I’m married.) So my boss’ wife and I were dancing, being a little touchy-feely, and at one point she grabbed the zipper on the front of my dress and started pulling it down and playing with it. I was so turned on by her at this point, and I desperately wanted to kiss her; it was hard to contain my desire but I definitely did NOT want to cross a line with my boss’ wife. Toward the end of the night when we were all leaving, she and I hugged goodbye and her body felt so good pressed up against mine.