“I French-kissed with a total stranger in Budapest at the Széchenyi Chain Bridge, a suspension bridge that spans the River Danube between Buda and Pest and watched the sunrise. “I forgot my shoes at the guy’s place and walked in socks through the streets of London at 6 a.m.” To this day, we meet up once or twice every year for really good one-night stands, no strings attached.” He left to work for the Navy some days later. But the kiss we shared was beautiful and so was everything else that followed. We reached the top by sundown after a lot of sweat, dirt, him dragging me, carrying me on his back, etc. We went up with nothing but a makeshift axe, a rope and water. “It was 2013 and I was trekking the previously unexplored Shilheipung Hills in Manipur, India with a guy. Driving home the next morning, I kept finding gummy bears that were stuck to my arms and neck.” Someone had spilled gummy bears on his comforter, and we kept feeding each other and cracking up. We smoked weed in his bed until everything became funny. We only made out a little bit, and I still hate dancing, but it definitely made for a good story and a memorable ‘one-night stand.'” He grabbed my hand and taught me to dance (real rom-com stuff… think spinning me around and dipping me backwards) in the park, in the moonlight. I thought he was going to take a photo, but nope, he put on “Dancing in the Moonlight” by Toploader. We stopped at a park near my apartment and he pulled out his phone. Later when the party died down, he walked me home.
He laughed when I told him about my disdain for dancing and swore he’d get me to dance eventually. While outside trying to avoid the dance floor, I struck up conversation with a very handsome guy and we immediately hit it off. Everyone at the party was dancing to EDM music. “I was at a friend’s birthday party, and while happy to be there celebrating my friend, I was not having a great time. Unabashed sexy times within earshot of LOTS of disgruntled Scandinavians. “Danish cornfields, a boy named Mathias, 12 beers apiece, up all night at a communal living compound. I was slightly shocked but went with it anyway.” “When we got back to my place, he took off his jeans to reveal boxers that looked like tiny denim hotpants. He had an amazing body and it was the perfect first one night stand.” I said, ‘Leaving already?’ and he said, ‘Should I?’ We hung out at the bar together for an hour or so, then went back to my place. He had just hailed a cab and was about to get in. I heard some friends talking about how one of the New York Mets just left the bar, so in my slightly inebriated state, I decided to go see if he was cute. “I was 21 and didn’t want to be a virgin anymore so I went on Tinder and had my first and only one night stand. I’ll never look at a fire truck the same.” “A couple of years ago I went on a family vacation to Cabo, had a three-day romance with a local volunteer firefighter and ended it by hooking up in a fire truck on the last night. Prepare to laugh, cringe and empathize-and add your own in the comment section if you have one. Scroll down to soak them up like that last bite of olive oil-drenched pita. That’s what it feels like to read the below round-up of quotes from a whole bunch of people who generously recounted the stories of their most memorable one-night stands to Man Repeller. You know those special summer evenings out with friends where you all stay out a little later than you originally intended, and maybe order one more round of Aperol Spritzes and hummus with pita bread for the table than you thought you would, and all of a sudden everyone is feeling warm and loose and in the mood to faux-whisper the tales of their most thrilling (or embarrassing or weird or funny) romantic encounters? Which is why I’m thrilled to reshare the below story, originally published in August 2018, in honor of peak single season. As someone who has never partaken in a true one-night stand, I’m never not interested in hearing about them in exquisite detail.
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