Apologies for any formatting issues. I am exhausted, sore and slightly hungover.

My husband and I were both in a wedding. I was up at 7:00am for hair and makeup. Following that was a long day of pictures, the ceremony itself, the reception and the after party, which consisted of myself, my husband, the bride, the groom, both of their fathers, a couple groomsman and one other bridesmaid drinking until very late.

When my husband and I went to bed last night, we apparently had sex neither of us completely remembered. The only reason I know is there is dried cum running down my thighs. So now much like the scene from The Hangover, we are piecing together our night.

It started with us in the elevator. I leaned in for a quick kiss that turned into us making and him getting handsy long after it stopped at our floor. We then stumble into our room and as I’m fumbling with the key he starts untying my dress.

My tits definitely popped out in the hallway. Next, we remember me riding him, me in doggy and finally me on my back. He came in me for sure.

He thinks there was a round 2. I would agree because there is a lot of cum. So I’m lying here typing this out exhausted and contemplating finding the energy to go shower. But I also might surprise him with round 3.

I love spending time with this goofball!

Update: Round 3 happened! The coffee gave us enough energy to fuck and I ended up with cum on my face. We’re gonna go eat something and lie on the beach all day and finally relax this weekend.