The bar was closing and he invited me back to his apartment for a nightcap. We had a few more drinks there on his sofa and he started coming on to me. It was just kissing, not really a big deal.
He started to unbutton my shirt. I laughed and told him to stop. He didn’t.
Before I knew it, my jeans were undone and his hands were down into my panties. Again, I asked him to stop but this time more seriously. He paid no attention as he harshly laid me down on the sofa and pulled my jeans and panties off.
I have to admit I was probably drunk during all of this. The sex was quick and he seemed almost mean during it. Afterwards, he asked if I wanted another drink. I said no thank you and took a taxi home.
Maybe I didn’t resist enough, but this felt like rape to me. I don’t know what I’m going to say to him next time I see him in the bar.
(Photo from Deviant Art)