drunk wife
Daisy's POV
I've been at the nightclub for an hour, and Richard keeps asking me to dance with Bastian, who has found a partner there. We danced crazily to the accompaniment of the DJ's music that filled the spacious, dark room lit only by twinkling lights. occasionally we kissed without caring about the others, even occasionally my husband squeezed my chest and ass. Ugh, it gave a nice sensation but my head was spinning, so dizzy that I pulled him back onto the couch.
"Enough, I want to sit down now!" I said while walking with a stagger.
I threw my body on the couch, my head leaned back and my eyes seemed reluctant to open. It felt very hot and dizzy, I immediately took off my heels, then threw them in any direction.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing?" Richard asked.