*Disclaimer: This is a true story of events that just recently happened. Chronicling them to keep the memories fresh and sharing for fun. All names and identifying factors have been changed to protect my fuckbuddies.
We had known each other for maybe a year, just casual acquaintances at a local dance club I frequented to blow off some steam while my husband watched the kids. The week before, Armando and some other regulars and I were all talking about an upcoming event the club was hosting. I didn’t tend to like these events because they went on well past 2am and I had a long drive home. Nevertheless, my little group of club friends talked me into giving it a try. Get a hotel, stay out late and enjoy the dancing; it sounded wonderful to be honest. And for some reason he seemed particularly excited about the prospects of me staying late for the event. I didn’t pay much mind though the attention and playfulness was fun. I spoke with my husband and we agreed a night out was just what I needed.