A few years ago I was still in my “hoe phase”. I got on tinder and decided to find a new good looking guy to sleep with. I matched with this track athlete that was in town for some really big championship meet, but I thought nothing of it since he could just be on there to pass the time. He was ripped as hell with a snazzy haircut and gorgeous eyes. I did my share of fantasizing.

He actually invited me over. He didn’t have events til that afternoon. I actually went over, after exchanging some snaps to make sure we both weren’t catfishes. I brought a bottle of Jack Daniels as well, as I had that left over from a party and it was his favorite liquor. We drank and talked about life, his meet, our studies at the time, etc. Then we had sex a couple times and it was awesome.

In the morning I woke up feeling awful. At that time in my life I still had mixed feelings about my high sex drive and my values about sex. I couldn’t believe I just had a one night stand from tinder with some athlete passing through town.

He was still face down in the bed shirtless with messy hair. The bottle of jack Daniels was sitting on the nightstand without the cap screwed on, with probably a shot or two left in it. I knew he was gonna be in for a rough morning. With my embarrassment I grabbed my things and fled the scene. I didn’t wake him up to say goodbye, I just left.

I find out that we will be in the same program for work. When choosing my job I didn’t realize that he may end up in the same field. And it happened. The guy I screwed in his hotel room during his championship meet, who I left in the morning with a half finished bottle of jack Daniels, is going to be a coworker of mine.