This is the story of how that changed. After I graduated college, we moved to Washington, DC for my job and she found a job at a large accounting firm... After a few weeks at her new job and eager to make new friends, my wife agreed to go to happy hour with some of her co-workers. Prior to this she had only been in a bar once...and did not drink at all. But this night would be different. As she tells the story, it all began with her first Cosmopolitan, then a second and a third. Soon she was. Every so often she would take it out, lick the underside, and then lick and suck on his balls. Reluctantly I withdrew and sat back to see what happened next. Did she have enough or was she able to keep going?Almost as if she'd read my thoughts, she pulled the cock from her mouth and stood up. I can't describe how sexy she looked with nothing on but a mask and high heels, glistening with a combination of sweat and cum. I figured she was going to get her things together and leave, but instead she. Then he pulled out of me and slowly moved his cock back and slid it into my ass. We’d done this quite a few times then, it became one of our favourite things to do. I smiled at him feeling him sliding into my ass. I bounced even harder now, moaning so hard, the car was shaking around like mad. I felt his cum spray into my ass and I kissed him passionately. I knew we had to go back now, and I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to sit back with them people and not be able to touch him or talk to him. Sure I would buy her drinks and we would flirt, but there was no way any thoughts of ‘long term’ had crossed either of our minds. The sex from the beginning had been great and a couple weeks later, it had gotten even better. I remember one night we got back to her place, and I don’t know who started it, but we both were slapping the shit out of each other. This led into the most rough, animalistic sex I have ever had. That was also the first time I ever fucked her without a condom and the first.