When we go out to the bar my husband likes me to be flirty, it turns him on to see me with other guys or girls chatting them up and getting a little physical. I'm introverted, but drinking tequila shots soon loosens me up. After 2 or 3 shots I am very uninhibited, and more then once my husband has had to drag me out of the bar before I started a public event. Last night we went out to the bar and I drank way too much.

My husband warmed me up with 3 shots, some tongue kissing, and playing with my breasts and nipples--I was in a tee, no bra, and jeans, no panty, and heels. I don't know how many drinks I had last night, most of it is a blur of getting felt up, kissing men and women, and grabbing what ever appendage happened to be attached to whom ever was buying me drinks. I remember laying across a car, maybe the trunk, and wondering where my tee was. I could feel the cold metal of the car on my breasts, and at some point later I became aware that I was pinned to the car as someone was having sex with me.

My husband goes out fishing on Sunday mornings an this Sunday morning I woke to a horrible hang over, and feeling like my privates had a train run through them. I was a little red and sore and still oozing cum, and as my hangover eases, I am starting to remember a little bit about last night. So many guys at that bar last night, and I think I remember being on my knees sucking at least one guy in the bathroom.

I'm afraid that last night my husband just let me go and watched, but he's not here to tell me. We usually go out on Friday night and then he tells me how slutty I was the next day while he gets his, but this weekend we went out on Saturday instead and now he's fishing and I'm here alone. I'm sober now and the tequila has left me very horny, after I finish I'm going in to use my toys until my husband gets home. I'm sure he has a lot to tell me.