A Christmas Eve Surprise at the Bar

Remember that Christmas?
I was at work the night before Christmas Eve, and you texted me from the bar. You asked me if I was serious about that fantasy of mine, and teased the idea of contemplating it yourself, and eyeing a guy at the bar, who was seducing you with his eyes.

I teased back, and waited for the moment you sent the text I was DYING to see. You asked for permission to take him home! I was growing in my pants at work, at the thought of what was about to happen that night.
I told you to be careful, and wished you luck. I was in bliss at work, the rest of the night, wondering how much fun you were at home having.

I went hours without hearing from you. Your last text said how excited, yet nervous you were. All I could think, was that you two were going at it for hours, and that's exactly what you confessed to, once you finally texted, only an hour before my night was to end. You mentioned how much fun it was, and how many times you got off, and then told me you loved me, and thanked me. God, I loved you thanking me! I couldn't wait to be inside of you myself, looking deep into your eyes, and just holding you tightly, like no man could. But lustfully, omg, I wanted you like never before!

Once home, I found a new gift from you, under my tree. It was a thumb drive, with a video of your exciting night.
I watched it over and over, and then again with you the next night, on Christmas Eve, as foreplay, because holy fuck did we ever have the best Christmas of our life, over and over and over!
It's safe to say that the New Year was the start of something very naughty!