Chapter 3: I Lost My Virginity

-= Yesha's Point of View=-

"Shit!" I mumbled silently while clutching my throbbing head, and to make matters worse; I awoke due to a beam of light from outside.

My head is killing me, most likely as a result of a hangover after too much drinking.

Make a mental note to never consume liquor again! I wanted to sleep again, but the ray of light made my headache worse.

I opted to close the shades, but when I opened my eyes, I was puzzled to see an unfamiliar ceiling.

My room's ceiling was supposed to be beige, but the one I was gazing at appeared to be cream in color.

Suddenly, I realized that I wasn't the only one in the bed.

When I looked over and saw a naked man lying next to me, it was a good thing I contained my screaming.

I saw a sleeping Greek god in my bed, or was it his bed? Wait, maybe his bed because I am not in my freaking room!

Fortunately, my sudden movement didn't alarm the gorgeous man, and as a result, I had the pleasure of marveling at his stunning looks.

He seemed so serene in his slumber; I remembered his intimidating demeanor at the pub the night before.

My eyes widened as I noticed his lower body was only covered by a thin blanket that didn't conceal his size, so I diverted my gaze in fear of being tempted to peek beyond the blanket.

I struggled to remember what had happened the night before and what had brought me to this room with this magnificent specimen.

"Think, Yesha, think," I told myself.

My headache was getting worse and worse as I struggled to recall what had happened.

Slowly, fragments of what transpired the day before began to resurface in my mind. Immediately after Brix dumped me, and I saw him banging another woman, I went to a bar and drank, and to my surprise...

When I realized what had happened between the stranger in bed and me, I was shocked and horrified.

"I had sex with a complete stranger!"

I disregarded the nagging voice in my head that appeared like it was saying something "What a fool! In bed with a naked man, why do you think you're naked?"

I cautiously got out of bed, taking care not to wake him up, and when I did, I noticed the red stain on the bedsheet on the side where I had been lying earlier.

The red stain only served to reaffirm that I had already lost my virginity.

I believe I was hyperventilating after realizing the truth, and it took a few minutes for me to feel the soreness in my lower abdomen.

Again, fragments of our passionate sexual pleasure surfaced in my mind, making me feel feverish.

I cautiously removed the blanket that covered his manhood, and it took a lot of willpower not to gaze at his shaft as I covered my naked body with the blanket I took from the sleeping man.

Even yet, it didn't stop my mind from running wild as I remembered how this sleeping man made me feel, particularly how he made me reach orgasm.

"Enough already, Yesha! Enough already!" I chastised myself when I felt the same lust as last night.

I hastily searched for my clothes, which were scattered over the room; I needed to move quickly because I was afraid he would wake up and find me.

Once I was clothed and had one last glance at him, I eventually made my way from the room.

I had no regrets about losing my virginity to this attractive man, but it doesn't imply that I'm looking forward to a long-term relationship with him either.

Because this was simply a one-night stand, I had to remind myself to forget about what had transpired in this room and to let go of any hopes for the future with this guy.

When I finally shut the door, I felt a twinge of sadness, which puzzled me because I didn't know this guy and was fairly certain that he wouldn't be troubled by someone as insignificant as myself.

I looked at my watch and saw that it was already past ten o'clock in the morning, and I was quite certain that I would hear a mouthful from my mom because I hadn't even informed her of my whereabouts.

To avoid my mother's machined gun mouth, I went to Julia's instead.

When I arrived at Julia's place, I caught up with her, who looked like she'd just gotten out of the bathroom, only wearing a towel over her body; she's not your typical shy girl.

Because of her model-like physique and soft features, Julia truly is the epitome of what it means to be a Filipina beauty.

"How was your date, Yesha?" she remarked, winking at me with a naughty grin. "Let's go inside my room," she said.

She appeared unaffected when she unceremoniously removed the towel covering her body; we're both women, after all, and it wasn't the first time she changed clothes in front of me.

"So tell me what happened?" she exclaimed as she changed into her house clothes.

Even though we were closed, I couldn't summon the courage to tell her what had happened; it was simply too intimate, but then again, who should I share my experience with if not her?

No, not my mother! In any case, if she finds out, I don't want to be tortured to death.

As I took a big breath, I decided to tell her everything that had happened since I had last seen her at the mall.

I could tell she was excited to find out what had happened because of the look on her face, but I'm sure that would change once she found out what I had done.

"Juls," I started, but I took several long breaths before continuing. "I've already given up my virginity."

"Yesha, you're amazing! Finally, you're a woman, and it's about time! "Her words were said while she embraced me as if I had just won a competition.

But I didn't return her hug for the same reason she was hugging me; instead, I was looking for comfort in the wake of my own mistake.

I heard a small voice inside my head telling me that giving up my virginity to that handsome man was not a mistake, to which I shrugged.

"Brix must be thrilled that you've given yourself to him. Have you reconciled?" She asked.

It wasn't Brix, I said quietly.

"I'm sorry?" She asked, looking confused.

"I didn't give Brix my virginity," I said.

"But you stated you'd already lost your..." Her expressive eyes widened as she realized what I meant.

"Ayesha Santinallan! What exactly did you do?!" She asked with a raised voice, which made me uncomfortable.

"I saw Brix having sex with another woman, and to forget his betrayal, I got drunk in a pub in BGC, and that's when I met the handsome man I slept with," I replied hurriedly.

"Slow down; I didn't even understand half of what you said," she remarked.

As a result, I explained what had happened to me, taking my time so as not to have to repeat myself.

As she realized what I had done while drunk, I could see her confusion turn into horror.

"Are you crazy? You know how poor your tolerance for alcohol is; why did you get so drunk?"

"Juls, I was deceived. Brix had cheated on me, and the only way I could forget about it, even for a short time, was to become wasted," I answered.

"Yesha..." Julia muttered, and just as I expected her to scold me, I felt her firm hug as if to support me.

I couldn't stop the tears from streaming from my eyes, and I told myself that this would be the last time I cried over Brix or any other man.

She just kept hugging me, and when I eventually calmed down, I pushed her gently.

"Shit! We should stop doing this; we're becoming just like those drama shows we loathed," I tried to lighten the mood by joking.

"OK, but I'm curious, how was the man who took your V-card?" She asked casually.

"Well, he was fine, and he looks sinfully handsome," I explained, trying to sound nonchalant.

When I remembered the man I slept with, I didn't notice the smile on my lips.

He was undoubtedly awake by now, and he realized I had abandoned him, and I was pretty confident he didn't mind if without saying anything.

"Is it big?" 

That jolted me out of my reverie, and when I looked at her, I noticed a mischievous grin on her face.

"Julia Montero!" I exclaimed as I glared at her.

"What?! I mean, is he a tall man?" She asked, acting all innocent.

"Well, I suppose he's around more than 6 feet tall, so he's tall," I said.

There was silence between us, after what I said.

"So, how big is his dick?" She asked, intrigued.

"JULIA!" I yelled at her once and smacked her with a pillow.

"God, how I love this girl," I thought.