I opened my eyes and found myself laying in my bed. I rolled over and my husband was softly snoring. I had a horrible headache, I remember that I had been exceptionally drunk he night before, New Years Eve. I was exhausted, I looked at the digital clock on the nightstand. It was almost 1 in the afternoon. I rolled out of bed sitting up, I was exceptionally sore. I looked at my husband he was in his pajamas, so I knew that he hadn’t touched me. I pushed my long dark hair behind my ear and rubbed my head, it came to me then what had happened to me last night. I had fucked the bartender at the bar we had been at last night, and my husband had no idea. I got up and went into the bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror, I had mascara under my eyes, I washed my face, and brushed my teeth and hair and attempted to straighten myself up. What a night, I remembered meeting the most gorgeous man I had ever laid eyes on, drank to much and went to his room and fucked him for about 3 hours and my husband never even knew I was missing. I went to my closet and pulled on a pair of jeans, and a sweatshirt. I pulled my hair into a twist and clipped it in the back. I put on a light layer of make up, and went down the steps, picking up my purse and my keys. I road down the street reliving the events of last night. My heart skipped a beat. I had never had sex like that in my life. I felt my pussy start to get wet just thinking about him. His name was Tony I remember him telling me. I pulled into the parking lot at the bar. It was Saturday afternoon surely they were open. I stopped myself, what in the world was I going to say to him, I didn’t know. I just needed to see him again. I opened the door to the bar, and walked in. There were few people scattered here and there, I went to the bar looking for my my dark haired lover, I didn’t see him. A girl was behind the bar, I walked up to her, “Is Tony working,” I asked? She smiled at me, “not today he’s not but he’s upstairs in his room, he was down a little while ago,” she said.