She stumbled in the door and was disoriented but super horny. She ripped off her dress and we had some rough, rough sex. It was super hot.

When we finished we were lying in bed and talking. Still pretty drunk. There was a pause in the “conversation” and she looked at me. And told me she loved me. And I told her I loved her. It was probably the most amazing moment of my life. To know the feelings were mutual. We kissed and kissed, told each other we loved each other over and over, and had sex again.

We completely wore each other out and slept good and hard that night.

The next morning we packed up and went back home. I kissed her goodbye. And had a big smile on my face as I walked through my door. Sobered up all Saturday and Sunday on my own and then headed into work on Monday.