I woke up on the wrong side of the bed that morning, that much was clear. I had hit snooze on my alarm one too many times and ended up rushing to get ready for work. I was running late, and I knew that if I didn't leave in the next five minutes, I'd end up stuck in rush hour traffic. So, I threw on the first outfit I saw, brushed my teeth and hair, and headed out the door.

I was so focused on getting to work on time that I completely forgot about the little incident from the night before. You see, my boyfriend and I had gotten a little too carried away in the bedroom and, well, let's just say that things got a little messy. And by messy, I mean that there was cum in my hair.

I didn't realize it until I was sitting at my desk, staring at the computer screen, and my coworker leaned over and whispered, "Is that... cum in your hair?"

I froze. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks as I realized what had happened. How could I have been so careless? I tried to play it cool and shrugged it off, laughing awkwardly. "Oh, yeah. I must have missed a spot when I was showering this morning.

I knew I had to do something about it, but I didn't want to draw even more attention to myself by going to the bathroom to wash my hair. So, I sat there, trying to come up with a plan.

Finally, I decided to just try to brush it out as discreetly as possible. I snuck into the bathroom, wet a paper towel, and did my best to scrub out the cum. It wasn't the most effective solution, but it was better than nothing.

I spent the rest of the day trying to avoid any close contact with anyone, worried that they would notice the sticky residue in my hair. As soon as I got home, I rushed to the bathroom and washed my hair thoroughly, trying to get rid of any trace of the embarrassing incident.
Needless to say, I was extra careful the next morning to make sure that I was presentable before heading off to work. And I made sure to double check for any stray hairs before leaving the house.