Tell Isaac you have to get back to your husband.

Five minutes later you're back in your dress and your hair is rearranged. The hardest part was pulling your thong up with shaky post-blissful-orgasm-legs. Of course, it's already soaked through with your combined juices. You're still looking quite flushed, but in the dim light nobody should notice. You give Isaac a quick kiss and go to leave. He asks for your number, but you smile and tell him you know where to find him if you need 'his special cocktail' again. You're feeling a little woozy from the sex, clearly. You head back out into the warm night air and the well-lit city street. You look around at how pretty this part of the city looks, with it's lively a vibrant downtown, and you feel free and light. You've left your burdens behind for the night and had a great time.

You catch a rideshare to go back home and are pleasantly surprised to find the same driver as before. He's still cute, and you flirt a little, showing him you remember his name is Simon. As you approach your home you ask him for his number, saying, 'sometimes I need a lot of rides. Long rides, slow rides, fast rides... I like riding. A lot.' You're tipsy and a little euphoric from the sex still, so maybe you make some bad jokes. You giggle at your own humor and Simon gives you his number without hesitation, maybe shaking his head or rolling his eyes just a little, then drops you at your front door.

You walk to the door, thinking about reconnecting with your husband, wondering if he's been able to fall asleep, or if he's been 'up' this whole time. Or maybe he couldn't take it and the excitement pushed him over the edge to masturbate. That might be for the best, since you don't know if you could go another round right now. Also you weren't sure how he'd feel about letting a guy cum inside you. The two of you never really established ground rules about that, but he does seem to like the idea when you role play.