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That Time I Had Sex With My Husband In A Crowded Parking Lot

It wasn't our finest moment, but it's nice to know we've still got it.

by Anonymous

July 6, 2023

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I’m gonna start by saying my husband and I don’t get out much. With small kids and a deep fondness for my couch, it’s almost always easiest to just stay in. But a couple of weeks ago, we got a sitter and decided on a last-minute date night. Nothing fancy — just a couple of tired parents popping out to a local restaurant for a drink and a quick dinner. Until things took a wild turn.

And I blame the bartender. Or maybe the fact that I skipped breakfast and had a very light lunch. Either way, the combo of an empty stomach and one (yes, only one!) stiff and delicious cosmo sent all of my type-A, neurotic inhibitions flying out the window. The buffalo chicken I ate as I drank failed to soak up the booze. Instead, the last sip sent me into high-school-prom-night-level fun and I became a version of myself who was down for just about anything — a striking contrast to my typical “I wanna go home and get into my full-coverage pajamas” kind of self.