Something for the weekend. Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Something for the weekend. Chapter 1

... returned to his paper. Maybe he'd see her at breakfast if they were both staying in the hotel tonight he thought to himself. Then he'd be ready with a witty line to make her laugh. Why was he even thinking these things, he wondered. Just then he noticed the bar man standing next to him, slighly uneasily. He looked up. The guy just grinned at him and then, slowly, his hand came out of his pocket and handed him an envelope. He left. Confused, he looked down. His hands started to shake slightly but he couldn't really work out why. Opening the envelope his heart started pounding. He'd guessed what was in there before he saw it but he couldn't believe it was really happening. Did this ever actually happen to people? To him? Well... it must do, he had an envelope in his hand which he knew was from her. He unfolded a note which said, "Room 1018, I'll see you at 9:45." He looked at his watch, 9:35. Boy...what was he going to do now? His hands were shaking, he could feel his heart almost thumping it's way through his chest but he was overcome by a rush of excitement that he had never experienced before in his life. He would never normally consider cheating on his wife but this was one of those moments in life that twenty years from now he would look back on and wonder, "What if". Damn it. What happens in ...

... Birmingham stays in Birmingham, he guessed. He tipped the barman the price of two drinks, a not insubstantial amount in an airport bar and left to a knowing smile. Did this happen often, he wondered? Certainly not to him. After a visit to the toilet to buy a pack of condoms he crossed to the elevator and checked his watch. 9:41. To wait or to take the stairs was the question on his mind, the doors opened by chance and as a couple got out he jumped inside. Press the button , he thought. A shaky finger reached out. Oh god, he was nervous. Seconds later the doors re opened. Room 1018 was directly across the hall, the gold numbers on the door beckoning him. 9:44. He reached his hand out and gave a quick but firm rap on the door, there was a flash behind the eyeglass and he got the distinct feeling of being watched... appraised even. A soft click and the door opened... 9:45. "Punctual, I like that," she purred. She stepped back, eyes widening slightly at the stranger on the threshold. The decision now was his, to cross it or not. She turned and made her way back into the room as he entered, Her dress swishing against her hips, he noticed her shapely calves, runners calves, and her black high heels as he closed the door. Snick, went the lock. Over the threshold now, he thought, in more ways than one.