

Story cont! Okay so my handsome date and I were having margaritas and getting a handsy. I noticed a little inflatable wrestler up on the bar (I was calling him Nacho… like Nacho Libre 😂) and I asked the bartender if I could get one or buy that one and no luck, he wasn’t letting go of Nacho. Now I’m not proud of the next part, but we got another drink or so in and created a ruse to escape with the inflatable (I swear I don’t usually take things that aren’t mine but I guess I just wanted to do something bad). We took off with Nacho, hand in hand, running up the road as fast as we could and laughing the whole way. As we turned the corner to a side street that he’d parked on, the adrenaline was pumping. He pressed me up against the car and kissed me so passionately. I could feel his cock getting hard through his pants and I wanted it so bad. I think that was the first time that I had felt so desired after being with the same man and married for the 12yrs prior. It was at that point that I knew we would not make it back to my place before something happened…