I tried to push on his chest, but he soon leaned in, whispering in my ear that I was a slutty married white bitch, teasing all these men inside the ba...…I gasped again and tried to say anything, but he ordered me to stand up and bend over the bar. Stool.Releasing his hold on my hips, he used his fingers in my cunt to make me stand, using me like a puppet. His breath brushed against my neck, making me even more aroused. I stood up and turned to face the bar, bending over the stool, as I heard the. Um. I’ll be upstairs. Ok. Goodnight.”Feeling like an idiot I turned toward the stairs. “Mrs. Sloan? I’ll let him know... where you are, I mean.”I nodded to him, and turned to the stairs lifting my skirts I walked towards our bedroom.Wondering if John would be home tonight, I unbuttoned my cream shirt with little red flowers on it and pulled it from my deep maroon skirt. Unbuttoning my skirt I let it fall to the floor and kicked it aside. Pulling the shirt off and tossing it in the same pile I. I thought my conscience would be telling me that this was wrong but all I was feeling was anticipation. I had waited so long for this and I was really excited to get my lips on a dude's cock. I got to his apartment building and I messaged him that I was downstairs. He responded that he would come down to let me in. After a couple of anxious moments, the door opened and there he was... a regular dude. He looked like his picture and he introduced himself as Matt. I gave him my name, we shook. 30 ya 12 baj raha tha bor hone laga maine apne dost ko kaha chal ghar chalte hain wo nashe mein kuch nhn bol pa raha thaMaine club mein bill payment kiya aur bouncers ko bola ke mere dost ko mere car tak in karwa do maine unhe 500rs diya unhone mere freind ko car ke back seat par sula diya aise soya tha haramkhor jaise kutta raste mein soya ho.Fir main car start kiya aur waha se nikla karib 5 min rasta cross karne ke baad dekha ke bus stop par koi khada hain main gaya car samne roki dekha wahi.