I Got Lucky But He's My Married Coworker

Both of us are in our thirties. We work together and were at a happy hour for another coworker's birthday. He's married and I am single. When he started to paw me, get his hand between my legs my first thought was no way. But I hadn't gotten lucky in several weeks and his animal dominance was turning me on. He kissed me full on, grabbing my tit before grabbing my pussy. I was wet, I could tell and I could smell it. He got under the table and up my dress and ate me and my panties. I came, shook, yelped, called him a mother fucker.

He drove me home, pushing me across my sofa's arm stripping my panties off. I grabbed on and his dick tore into me, stabbing me, I felt a slap on my behind and he said he was going up my ass. I was too far gone and his dick jammed up my asshole. His hand on my neck kept me down and he jerk fucked me until he came.

I woke up alone, he was gone during the night, back to his wife. I told myself I got lucky, now I had to face him, not something you have to do when you get lucky at a bar.