What Happened Last Night?

I was out clubbing last night. This morning I woke in a strange bed. my eyes blurry I heard a voice. 'awake now sleepy?'. I rolled over to see someone in the doorway. Blinking to regain sight the figure said, 'I hope you don't mind me wearing your shirt'. There in front of me a pretty face with long dark hair, my eyes lowering to the breakfast she'd prepared and below that a fine pair of long smooth legs. I sat up with the tray on my lap her laying beside me excitedly blurting out how good the sex had been that night. It had to be said although I remembered nothing my cock was aching and strangely so was my bum. As she spoke I noticed something. 'Is that a cock', I blurted. She allowed my shirt to fall open. Bloody hell', I shouted as I leapt from the bed. She explained that I had no problems with it last night and if that was my attitude I'd better leave. 'I'll call Peter, he'll be more appreciative'. Why I don't know but jealousy over came me and I heard myself begging him not to. WHAT!!!! She said she'd made up her mind and as I dressed she was on the phone to him. 'Leave your number on your way out I may change my mind'. I scribbled it on a piece of paper and left, well kicked out. I'm sat at home recollecting the morning to you with my phone next to me. I can't believe I'm waiting for this man to ring me back, What happening to me? Oh goody the phone., got to go.