How did you feel after your last one night stand?

Honestly? I felt a desperate need to find my shoes and my car. Quietly.

I felt great. Granted, that was many years ago, but it was a great night.
We live in different countries, and I never did catch his last name, but I still think back. It was fun, he was a nice guy, really.

I once had a 2 night stand experience that was so fun and adventurous. We clicked and were very mischievous. There was no stings attachad. As for future potential, I wasn’t looking for that at the time and not necessarily with that person. I have no regrets.

Woke up at stupid o’clock in the morning with a mighty hangover and gandhi’s flip flop in my mouth. I didn’t know who’s room I was in.
I looked over and peeked at the other lump in the bed…. groan. Oh dear… what have I done..??? Flashes started to creep back into the brain…. it wasn’t good.
I had to climb out a window (all the bloody doors were double-locked) and leg it home.
That’s all I remember. Oh the shame…
Yeah I had to stop drinking after that. I really couldn’t remember what had happened during the night, and thought in the cold light of day how irresponsible it was.
So I’m boring now and dont get drunk anymore and I haven’t had another one night stand.

@misstrikcy that is the infamous “walk of shame”!

Amazing. I met him during a Tango party and when we danced, we knew we had to have each other. I gave him my number and told him to call me and that we had to wait until I ran it by my partners. Once I did and he did, we met at Union Square, had drinks and milkshakes, went back to this beautiful Lexington Ave apartment…that he was house-sitting (he lives in Peru and is a lead singer in a very popular band there)...we had wine and pizza and the roughest sex of my life for about 5 hours (which I think he recorded on a videocam and I didn’t care)...he was a beautiful man, inside and out, and in the morning we kissed, said goodbye knowing we’ll probably never see each other again…

Disgusted.

Wonderful. I went to a local concert and saw the lead singer of this band who I talked to after the show. He was gorgeous! He invited myself and a friend back to his house for a party and I was so drunk by the end of the night I only remember bits and pieces of it. I don’t know if it was the alcohol, but it was the best sex of my life! And like @misstrikcy said, I woke up at stupid o’clock too (haha) and quietly snuck out hungover as crap. Then my friend drove me to IHOP where the waitress recommended water and OJ because it was that obvious :)

A little hungry, a little late for work.

It was about 25 years ago but I felt like crap the next day because the guy was lousy sex, I knew a guy I really liked would find learn about the encounter and think less of me and I had a really long drive home with a splitting headache.

I only ever had one, and that should tell you how I felt about it. pretty awful