“Thank you”, I said as I took them and put them on. They were filthy, smeared up, so I wiped them off using a sheet I was lying on.Now I could see...but I had a headache and blurry focus from whatever it was they’d doped me with. “Oh, I don’t feel right.”The tattoo lady began to feel my penis as if she’d been long waiting for the opportunity, wrapping her hand around it as she continued to smile into my eyes. I was okay with that. I laid my hand on hers to reassure her. I thought that was. I still had on my glasses so I could see. The light form the small desk lamp was bright, shining on her body and casting a stark shadow across the bed. As I pushed my mouth into her bush, I looked past her pubic hair to see that she had her eyes closed and was biting her lip. To see a woman like this is a pleasure for me– it is such a different perspective to have my mouth in a woman’s pussy, looking at her body over her pubic hair. I could see her stomach tighten as I touched her clit with my. Once I calmed down, he sat down next to me on the couch, pulling his hard cock out of his pants.I knew what he wanted.Taking a minute to process the situation, I thought about my husband, who had lost me in an egregious bet.Hubby and I had grown increasingly distant lately, and I had a strong sense that what I was doing was for the best.Smiling at Jim from ear to ear, I mounted him slowly, straddling his legs.Maintaining eye contact the whole time, I placed the head of his cock to the entrance. Slowly, I walked one step at a time back towards my sister's apartment.My ability to walk smoothly returned quickly, and I nearly ran the rest of the way to her place. I pounded and pounded on the door, and my sister, Jean, opened it up in near panic. After the expected "Oh my God's" and "What happened to you?" she said we needed to call the police.I thought the same thing for a minute, then I hesitated. Here I was, a good looking girl from out of town, went to a pick-up bar by herself, seen.