“Yes! Yes!” I screamed, as I felt myself going over the edge and losing myself completely, at the same time I felt him pumping his load out, deep inside me. “Yes!” I cried, dropping down onto his chest. Wow! My whole body felt tingly from the pleasure I had just experienced. After a few moments of getting my breathing regulated, I slowly lifted myself off him. I felt empty without him inside me, as I lay down beside him on the bed. He pulled me closer as if to cuddle and I suddenly felt very uncomfortable. This wasn’t raw passion and hunger-driven sex anymore. No, it was intimate and I wasn’t ready for that again.
I quickly pulled away from his embrace and got up, snatching my dress off the floor, I hastily pulled it down to cover myself, and then I grabbed my panties and pulled them on as well. I looked back to the sexy man in my bed and realized I didn’t even know his name; I knew nothing about him. Realization of exactly what I’d just done fully engulfed me and I couldn’t stop the blush that came over my face as I watched him start to dress himself again.
Fully clothed, we both just stared at each other, neither one of us saying anything. Not knowing what to do, I walked to the door and unlocked it. Standing beside it I looked at him, feeling uncomfortable. He looked at me in shock, understanding my not-so-subtle hint and walked towards me.
“Thanks,” I said lamely, as I opened the door to let him out. I saw many things run through his eyes. He opened and closed his mouth as if to speak a few times, before just nodding his head and walking out the door. I closed the door behind him and went to sit down on my bed.
I was mortified by what I’d just done. I couldn’t believe it. Did I actually just do that! I Leah Parker, just had a one night stand. My first one night stand and with a man whose first name I didn’t even know, let alone his second. I’d never done anything like this before; hell, I’d only ever had sex with one guy in my entire life: Chris. I wasn’t one of those girls who did stuff like this. I wasn’t like Chelsea, sex meant something to me and here I was sitting in the bed where I’d just had sex with a complete stranger. And Chris! I can’t believe I did that to him! Well, I guess I shouldn’t care because he’d asked for the break and was clearly doing this to me but still the guilt ate at me. Even though I knew it shouldn’t.
What made me feel the guiltiest was the fact that I’d enjoyed every second of my lust filled sex rampage. I’d loved it, I’d never been so turned on or felt so connected to anyone in my life as I had been to that mystery man in that short time. I finally knew what it meant to feel pure unadulterated bliss and have a real orgasm, everything that I knew before shockingly paled in comparison.
I woke up to the sound of a door closing and slowly opened my eyes. I was shocked that it was still dark in the room and that Chelsea hadn’t left the blinds open last night after her before pre-bed smoke, a first for her in the last three weeks.
“Morning,” she said cheerfully. Which confused the hell out of me, she was never a morning person. I quickly grabbed my phone to check the time and it was seven a.m. Chelsea never woke up this early, what was happening to my world? It was like it had completely tilted over last night.
“Morning,” I replied groggily. “Did you get in late last night?” I asked her, trying to put everything together in my head.
“No girl,” she laughed, “I’m just getting in!” she said, winking. Well now, that made perfect sense, so it was only me that had gone crazy then. Great. She sat down at the foot of my bed, her golden shoulder length blonde hair messy from her wild night out and her eyes, big and red from the lack of sleep. She looked like a mess and I hoped now that we’d be going home today that she’d stop or calm down the gallivanting and reckless lifestyle she’d taken to lately.
“You have to pack, we leave today.” I told her, not letting her fall asleep in my bed. She groaned loudly in protest but got up anyway and went to pack her stuff. I watched as she scrambled to get all her belongings packed. They were strewn all over the room, and I couldn’t help but smile at how opposite we were. I’d had my bag packed since the day before and I always liked to keep everything neat and organized. I got up to help her pack her bag and picked up her clothes from the floor, folding them and putting them in her large suitcase. I had only brought a small carry-on for myself.
“Lee, last night I had the most amazing sex with this guy Garrett,” she gushed, as we packed her stuff away. I couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across my lips, thinking about the mind-blowing sex I’d had last night, nothing could compare to what I’d experienced last night. Chelsea didn’t notice my smile; she was too wrapped up in what she was saying. Last night was my secret, one I’d think about often and never forget.
THE FLIGHT BACK HOME TO Florida went by so fast, the whole trip really had, three weeks passed by in the blink of an eye. I couldn’t believe I was already back home after three weeks. Mom, Dad, and even my older sister Jackie, were all waiting for me at the airport. I hadn’t realized until that moment just
