TEKILA

Tekila’s pov I am going to lose my virginity tonight. I just don't know why most people take it so seriously. So many steps and rules just to lose it, finding the right guy or girl, investing in emotions and feeling things that won't even do you good. Who even said you've got to have emotions to lose it? My best friend recommended this bar so I'm going to listen to her this once because, believe me, she left a long list of things to do, including shaving and wearing a sexy pair of lingerie. The bar is the only one I chose from that long list and I would definitely jump a stranger, after all I won't remember that person. I must say peer pressure is REAL even to aromantic people like me, I have to lose it and see what the big deal is. I entered the famous bar that has been trending on the internet lately. This is where the beautiful and the rich meet and greet. Others like me also come here for a one-night stand. I think most women and our gay friends are mostly here to find a rich, handsome man. Maybe I will be one of them some years to come or not. Let me make some cash first, treat myself to a trip around the world, then I might think about it. I entered the bar using my best friend’s VIP card. She made sure I got the best view. I was taken there by one of the waiters. It was a private lounge on the first floor and I could see the whole bar from up there. The dance floor was already full, everybody scrubbing against each other. I imagined the smell on that dance floor, the mixture of sweat and alcohol breath, that almost made me hurl. I just frowned at the thought and sat down. I ordered some drinks to pass time as I looked for someone that would catch my eye. Preferably someone who would make me want to jump them immediately, I set my eyes on them. Two hours later, I was super drunk, dizzy and my bladder was full. I went to the washroom, staggering, holding on to the walls until I reached it. I did my business and came out just to bump into a massive wall of muscles. “ I thought the bouncers were supposed to stay out there, what’s this one doing here?” I moved away to avoid bumping into him again and go back to my lounge or should I just pick up this bouncer? I halted my steps, looked up at the blurry face in front of me and put on my best smile. “ Hey, would you like to be the first one to pop it?” I asked, making sure he heard me and understood the meaning of popping it. I heard him say something about lose women and trying to get him to bed, but I didn’t care. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the elevator. I was sure I had scored a hot stranger, I just couldn’t see his face blame it on the alcohol. The night was a blur and when I woke up I was not shocked by the blood on the sheets. What shocked me was that I didn’t remember a thing at all, not the moans nor the blurry figures tangled in the sheets, I was completely blank. The only proof that I lost my virginity was the blood-stained sheets and the pain shooting through my spine. My lower back was aching like the crumbs I get monthly. My body was destroyed. I was destroyed, not in a bad way. I just felt content, just like when you tick something off your TO DO list. I heard the shower running and figured this would be the best time to run. So I picked up my white lace bra and panties and wore them. My t-shirt was in rugs so I left it there. I found my black hoodie and black yoga pants in the living room. He must be loaded to pay for a presidential suite. Anyway, it is none of my business. I put on my clothes, folded the rest of the clothes lying around and left without turning back. I ran to the nearest pharmacy to buy after-morning pills, which I took immediately. The lady in the pharmacy was looking at me like you got hitched wearing that! Ladies and gentlemen, I got hitched wearing my black yoga pants and a hood. I just smiled at her and left to catch up on my sleep at my apartment. It was a long night and really tiresome. I even took some painkillers and muscle relaxants. Rowan’s pov I have been coming to this new bar called Inferno. Everything you want you will get. I have been picking up ladies from this place just for a night to relieve my stress. I’ve been handling our family’s business ever since I was 18. Ten years later, here I am single and using women as they wish. Tonight is the same but I am more tired. I fired my PA a week ago after I found her naked in my office. I had to change everything in my office, including my pens. I don’t like my private space invaded by unknown people. Yes, I sleep around, but I have my bottom line. I have never been in a serious relationship because of my tight schedule, though I don’t mind. I have gone for blind dates my mother and sister threw my way, but I have never stayed to the end. I always avoid those women like the plague. Being in business has sharpened my skills at reading people and most of those ladies are either after money, s*x or forced. That is not a good scenario for marriage life. I am celebrating a bit today because my best friend found me a PA, a professional at that. He praised her and how she is a genius in business, which I believe. She worked for him for two years even before she graduated. She must be good for a guy with trust issues. I smile at the thought. I keep on drinking the whiskey. The burning in the throat shakes me from my thoughts and I watch as a lady walks right into the men's washroom. She was staggering and holding the wall as she walked. I don’t know what happened but I found myself going to the washroom to confirm I wasn’t hallucinating because the man's sign on the wall and door were brightly lit and huge. Nobody would miss it. I checked the washroom and found it empty, letting out a sigh and I decided to wait for her outside. She bumped into me and that’s when I saw her , her eyes were glazed over, showing how much she was drunk. She was 5’9 and even though she was wearing yoga pants, her curves were visible. I have never seen such a hot black woman in my life. I rarely sleep around with black women because of my mother being difficult and a racist. I wouldn’t want to put any woman through that. I was brought out of my stupor after I had her talking about me popping it. I wanted to laugh at how adorable she looked while pointing directly at her groin. I didn’t mind, but I doubted she was still a virgin with that body and face. Although she is dressed weirdly, she is still hot and sexy. I grabbed her hand and led her to the elevator and directly to my room. As the main shareholder of this building, I get a presidential suite. After we arrived, I kissed her and took her in my arms. She was sloppy and very new to this, which shocked and aroused me. I took over and guided her along. She was a quick learner considering she was this drunk. It was a blissful night and we both enjoyed it. I even cuddled something I never do with one-night stands. I woke up early to take a bath and freshen up before sending her away. They always cause drama whenever they wake up and find out it’s me or the presidential suite. I sigh as I work on the lie. I will tell her to just leave me and give her the after-morning pills before she leaves. I don’t want baby surprises at all like my dad. I am a surprise baby but my dad was a responsible man. He never slept around because he loved someone, but my mother trapped him and that is how I ended up being the heir. That is a very touchy topic at home. Dad loved me and accepted his fate, but his heart turned ice cold. Even after they had my sister, he never opened up to our mother. I don’t blame him, I would have done the same thing. I walked out only to find an empty bed, which left me dumbfounded for a while. “ She might be in the living room, she can’t just leave like that. She must want something.” I told myself as I got dressed and went to the living room, but what greeted me was total silence and neatly folded clothes placed on the couch. “ This is awkward even for me. She left just like that?” I called security to confirm she had left. Don’t blame me for being paranoid. I know women and this is a phobia I got after knowing what my mother did. Ten minutes later, security came back with the reports confirming that she had left and even passed by the pharmacy and bought the after morning pill plus others. I just chuckled, imaging her buying the extra pills. That was a night to remember and a beautiful one, I was actually content.