Months ago when we could actually do Friday happy hour, I was out at bar enjoying food and many cheap drinks with my girlfriend and a group of friends. After some time, my girlfriend was flashing me a look that let me know the tequila was making her horny, and I immediately began planning exit strategies so that I could get her home.
The happy hour was starting to break up anyway, as some people were moving onto their later plans or thoroughly drunk. Before making a move to leave, I went to the bathroom. This bar had individual stalls with a central sink, so anybody could use any stall.
I was finishing up when I heard a knock and my name called. I opened the door and my girlfriend barged in. We looked at each other for a moment before launching into drunkenly horny kisses. I pinned her up against the wall and slid my hand up her shirt. She sighed against me as I climbed under her bra and cupped her soft tits.