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How a One-Night Stand Became a Life-Long Marriage

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It was summertime, and I was coming off a relationship that had gone south. I was focused on simply having fun and being happy—alone.

Conveniently, I had a good friend with parents who would spend their summers in Europe. That friend also had a younger brother. This meant that two large groups of friends from different graduating classes had a house to party at every night for weeks on end. It was a perfect situation, to be honest.

Of course, I knew who Kevin was, even though he was a few years younger than me. He had been at parties that year and during other times. I had noticed him, but he hadn’t been on my radar—he had a girlfriend, and I had had a boyfriend.

On this night, though, we were both single.

Frankly, I wasn’t sure what I was looking for that night. Have some drinks, get a bit lit up, maybe hook up. All options were on the table.

I’ve always been a bit of a flirt… and I’ve never shied away from sex, either—that was well known. However, it was only after I learned that a group of guys had been sitting around the kitchen table, observing me from afar, when one of them said, “Okay, so who is taking Amanda home tonight?”

It was Kevin who had decided to shoot his shot.

I was standing by the refrigerator, holding a bottle of Stoli. Peering in the freezer, I found the icemaker empty—the night was just starting, and my group of aggressive partying friends had already blown through the ice.

Frustrated because I really didn’t want to drink room-temperature vodka, I moaned, “Jesus Christ, you guys, we’re already out of fucking ice!”

I know, I know, first-world problems.

But that’s when Kevin stepped up.

“I’ll take you to get some ice,” he offered.

I smiled at him. Strawberry blonde hair, green eyes, nice build, earrings popped through both ears. He was cute in that early ‘00s boy band way.

I didn’t know if he had been drinking yet, and I didn’t really care. At that age, I thought I was invincible, and nothing could happen to me. Besides, I needed ice.

I handed him the keys to my Jeep, and we walked out the door together.

The party store was close, and we flirted along the way. We weren’t gone long, but once we returned to the party, Kevin poured me a drink, and the banter continued.

I’m not sure when I decided I was going to have a one-night stand and fuck him, but I know it didn’t take long. I was enjoying his attention, and from what I remember (the drinks were really flowing at this point), he stayed pretty close by all night.

Then, as with any party, there comes a time when everyone is drunk and hungry—and I am no exception to craving greasy food in this regard. I remember turning to Kevin and suggesting we go to White Castle, my old-time drunk food go-to.

I once again handed him the keys and offered a smile while I informed him, “Also, my parents aren’t home.”

Food was an easy way to get us out of there together.

We would just disappear and then not come back.

Romantically enough, the first time Kevin and I kissed was in the drive-thru of White Castle.

Then, I gave him directions back to my place. I really don’t remember if we ate any of the fast food we bought, either. We were all over each other the moment we got in my house—and barely made it to my bedroom.

At the same time, I do remember the hilarity of Kevin trying to put a condom on. He didn’t have any on him, but I had some leftovers from my ex-boyfriend. It was apparent at that moment that Kevin was much more (spectacularly) well-endowed than the dick (pun intended) I had been putting up with.

And that was also evident when he tried to put his dick in me.

It was simply not fitting.

He spent a bit more time getting me wet and properly lubed up—and then, finally, he was able to slide in.

To be honest, it took me a second to get comfortable because I felt as if he was stretching me out. I was a little afraid to move at first because it was almost as if his cock was all the way up in my stomach.

But move, eventually, I did. And that first orgasm was intense.

As was the second one. And the third.

I quickly learned that Kevin has incredible stamina—and didn’t require a bunch of recovery time.

Thank goodness I had plenty of condoms because we fucked all night.

However, as with any one-night stand, morning eventually dawns.

I’m not sure what time I woke up, but when one of my eyes popped open, the previous night came flooding back to me—along with a headache to end all headaches. I had drank a shit ton of vodka.

I glanced over to the other side of my wrecked bed, where Kevin slept on his stomach, bare ass up, and muttered, “Fuck.”

Is there really anything more awkward than the morning after a one-night stand where you just had sex with someone you barely know?

I sat up in bed. My pussy was absolutely throbbing. Plus, I was very much aware that I was naked and suddenly self-conscious about it—kind of ridiculous, considering I had just let this guy thoroughly explore my anatomy a few hours ago.

I crept out of bed and tip-toed over to my dresser, extracting an old high school t-shirt from a drawer… literally the first shirt I could grab. I pulled a pair of panties out and slipped them on as fast as I could.

Then, I cleared my throat, waking Kevin up. I smiled sheepishly, embarrassed. Out of the corner of my eye, I spied the mountain of condom wrappers that had accumulated on the floor next to the bed.

Kevin, though, was clearly comfortable.

He smiled at me, said, “Good Morning,” and then turned over and grabbed the remote control for the television. Flipping it on, he scrolled through a few channels before deciding upon “The Breakfast Club.”  Then, he laid back against the pillows, making himself right at home.

I’m not gonna lie—my mouth dropped open at the audacity of this guy.

So, I cut right to the chase, “Um, right. So where can I take you?”

It was like role reversal. Here he was, ready to spend the morning in bed cuddling. And here I was, being a total dude after a one-night stand and trying to figure out how to get him out of my house.

He got the hint and got up to get dressed.

Moments later, we were back in my Jeep. This time, I was driving.

I found out that at that point in time, Kevin’s parents were trying out a separation from each other, so he directed me to take him to his dad’s place, which wasn’t very far from where I lived—a couple of minutes tops.

When we arrived, I stopped the car, looked at him, and smiled.

“Well, so yeah, last night was fun,” I told him. I did mean it. This guy made me cum multiple times, the least I could do was admit I had a good time.

“It was great,” he responded and then paused. “So, can I get your number?”

I remember I laughed, not unkindly, but amused. This was a one-time thing in my mind. As good as the sex was, it wasn’t going to happen again.

“That’s not really necessary, is it?” I questioned.

Yes, I really did say that. I actually feel bad when I think about this today, in the scheme of things.

Kevin’s eyes got big. “Wow,” he stated. Clearly, this was his first time hooking up with a one-night stand chick who was not clingy after sex. “So, okay then. I’ll see you around?”

“Yeah, probably,” I replied, wondering if I had just fucked my summer partying up if I had to avoid my friend’s house.

He leaned in for a goodbye kiss, and I obliged. Then he got out, and I felt myself exhale.

For several days after that, I stayed away from the parties and headed elsewhere.

Apparently, my absence from my friend’s place didn’t go unnoticed. One night, maybe five days later, my cell rang. It was my friend, Jack.

“Someone over here is asking about you, Amanda,” he said by way of an introduction.

I groaned. He didn’t have to tell me who.

“Why have you been staying away?” he pressed.

I rolled my eyes. “I haven’t been staying away. I’ve been busy,” I lied.

“Right,” Jack said. “What are you doing now?”

“I’m going to bed.”

He snorted. “It’s nine p.m. on a Friday. Stop lying. Come over. Kevin’s been asking about you. And you didn’t even give him your number? Damn. Ice cold.”

I groaned again.

“Oh, fuck off. And fine.”

I gave in to peer pressure and got dressed. I didn’t understand why I was nervous. This wasn’t the first time I had had a one-night stand.

When I got over to Jack’s house, of course Kevin was there.

And it was within minutes of saying hello to each other that we slammed the door of the bathroom, I hiked my skirt up and rode him as he sat on the top of the toilet.

When we were done, I crawled off him and told him, “Seriously, that’s the last time.”

And I stuck to my guns.

For about an hour, anyway.

The next time, we locked ourselves in my friend’s room and fucked on his bed.

Shortly after that, I gave him my number.

Then he asked me out on a proper date—dinner and a movie.  Of course, I also let him bang me in the parking lot that night.

Fast forward to today. That one-night stand has led us to being married for almost two decades.

And as much as I might have tried to resist in the beginning, I’ll admit, I’m the one who said the words “I love you” first.

What I thought was a one-night stand turned into my forever… he is the absolute love of my life.

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