Random sex has never been that appealing to me. I’ve had boyfriends for most of my adult life, soooo they’ve historically been the ones I’ve been boning. Every once in a while I’ll do the whole “get drunk and go home with someone” thing, but it’s usually with someone I know and it is never, ever that good. Most of the time, these jaunts (and I swear — they’re pretty rare) end up with me waking up the next morning and wondering, “why did I do that.”
Welp, that all changed when I was in Colombia, when I had a one night stand that actually lived up to the hype.
While in Medellin, I was at the bar with a few of my friends, and we were doing that awkward “dancing in a circle” thing that is usually the default among Americans at Latin American bars playing Latin music. I was drunk on far too much tequila when a tall, hot *man* put his hand around my waist.
“Do you know how to salsa?” he asked.
He was so damn cute, I could hardly contain my giggles as I told him that absolutely no I did...