I didn't really know what to title is so I hope it kind of is accurate. Ps, it's quite a long read

So I (6"4, brown blonde hair, bulky build) was at a party recently. A non work related party but a few co workers were there. It seamed average and all, like nothing exciting was going to happen. The usual early leavers ditched around 10pm and night owls kept partying, drinking copious amount (self included).

As it got later, closer to 12am. My boss (5"9, brunette, slim but not a stick) comes up to me and we start talking. We've always had a friendship level that was decent enough to get along outside of work but nothing really more than that. We talk for the next few hour while laying beer pong and betting on other people with the loser taking shots.

Come closer to 3am. After most people have left. I start saying bye to people and walk out thr front door to start walking home. I get out thr front gate next minute here she is running after me saying "wait up, I wanna talk" nearly tripping over her own feet going down the stairs. She starts rambling under her breath I ask her "you okay to get home? You're not driving are you?" some more mumbling then "naaahhhhhh I'm walking, 1 street over to my place". Me being nice I offered to walk her home as I don't think she'll make it that early on her own after all that.

So about halfway dropping her home she asks me how I'm getting home. I'm about a 1 hour walk. Usually a 10 minute car ride but I didn't want to wake anyone up so I replied with "I'm just walking home, it's not far". She replied with "isn't your girlfriend going to be mad?" I assured her I was going to be fine avoiding the question all together. We kept chatting about our usual chit chat stuff. We get to her house, I say bye and watch her go inside and hear the door lock behind her. I start on my 1 hour journey home.

About 5 minutes into my walk home, I get a text, "you home yet?". Before I reply, my boss is calling me. I answer and ask if everything is alright. Long story short, she looked up where I live and said to crash at her place for a few hours and she'll drop me home later that morning. I was reluctant as it was my boss' place and I don't know why but I've always been kinda weirded out going to other people's private homes when they're just work friends. But with her being my boss, I know she's just trying to be nice so I agree and turn around.

I get to her house for the second time that night. She greets me at the door and let's me in. I sit on the couch and she looks at me. I look back and say "what?". What I get in return I was not expecting at all. "come into my room. I don't want to wake my mother up" she says. As a stunned mullet I get up and walk with her to the back of the house to her room. She hops in bed and lies down. She asks me to sit at the end of the bed and we start talking to each other about life and all that. I still hadn't answered the question from before.

Eventually she fell asleep and as I'm sitting there wondering if I should lie on the floor and conk out for a bit. It must've been the alcohol or I was just that tired that I'm waking up beside her with my arm over her. As I start to move my arm away, she grabs it and pulls me in tight so I'm spooning her. I lay still thinking it's just her reaction while she's asleep. I hear someone in the hall so I stop everything completely. The noise goes and I relax again. While I was focused on the sound I hadn't noticed she pulled me closer and was rubbing up against me.

I go to pull away, she full grabs my arm and pulls me real tight and close so there is no gap between us. I say "what are you doing?". All I hear back is "shut up and kiss me" "you're my boss, I can't" "we aren't at work, just do it" and before I can say anything else she's rolled over and pulled me into the kiss. At this point, I'm thinking what's the harm. It's just a kiss. Next minute, we are going at it full cowgirl style.

A little while after we finished and cleaned up. She dropped me home later that morning and said "don't tell your girlfriend". So that whole time she thought I had a girlfriend and still did it anyway. I don't know if she was too drunk to remember me telling her a few weeks earlier that my mates were trying to set me up on a blind date that I never actually went to because I got called into work. Everytime I think of that night. I remember how amazing that morning was but then the thoughts of how many people know? Does anyone know? What would happen if they found out?