When I woke up in my bed, firstly I thought that is was just a dream and nothing like that could happen with me. My flesh between my legs was treacherously wet, and this could not be the simple consequences of an erotic dream.
"Did that really happen?!" Judging by the pain in my hips, it was really true. I had s*x with the first man I came across?!" I jumped out of bed and screamed, realizing that it wasn't a dream.
"This is total bullshit..." I thought, being afraid that someone might hear or see it.
I quickly ran into the shower, brushed my teeth and tidied myself up. Although I still smelled a little of booze, I sprayed myself with my perfume and decided to talk to Robert as soon as possible, since he had most likely seen this man.
I put on a long dress with a big cutout for the leg
