I Went to a Gay Bar as a Joke… Oops [F24]
I never thought I’d end up questioning myself because of one random night out.
A few months ago, my friends dragged me to this little gay bar downtown after work. I’d always called myself straight, and honestly I only went because I was bored and recently single. I figured it’d just be drinks, dancing, and people-watching.
Then I met her.
She was taller than me, covered in tattoos, and had this smug little smile that made me nervous every time she looked at me. At first we were just teasing each other over pool, but the tension got ridiculous fast. Every time she leaned closer to talk over the music, I swear my brain completely shut off.
At some point she grabbed my hand to pull me onto the dance floor, and I don’t know what came over me, but I let her. She kept her hands on my waist while we danced, and I remember realizing I was enjoying the attention way more than I should’ve been.
What really got me was how confident she was. No awkwardness, no hesitation. She looked at me like she already knew exactly what she was doing to me.
By the end of the night we were outside the bar sharing a cigarette neither of us even wanted, just looking for an excuse to stay close to each other. Then she tucked my hair behind my ear and kissed me.
My heart was racing and I let her tongue in, I absolutely lost it when both her hands rested on my thighs. I felt the heat rush between my legs so fast lol.
And yeah… that was officially the moment I stopped pretending I was “just curious.”
The worst part? I still think about her constantly. I’ve dated men my whole life, but I’ve never felt that nervous, excited, or completely distracted by someone before.
Now every time one of my friends jokingly calls me “the straight girl,” I just laugh and change the subject.
I did end up with her number and we've been talking eversince.