I let my Uber driver come inside… both ways.

I was tipsy after a night out, wearing a short dress with no panties (because why not?). My Uber driver was hot—tattoos, a deep voice, and kept glancing at me in the mirror.

I joked about inviting him up when we got to my place… and to my surprise, he said yes. Next thing I knew, we were on my couch, his hands under my dress, and I was begging for him.

He bent me over my kitchen counter and didn’t hold back. We didn’t even make it to the bedroom. Best tip he ever got—me