They had talked, dreamed, fantasized, and mused about it for a year. What would it be like to meet, even once? They knew a tryst was risky on many levels. Both were faithful and committed to their partners. Would they risk it all to taste the sweet nectar of desire?
Patrick had business in Bali that would require him to stay for a weekend. When he checked into the hotel, he smiled with satisfaction. As requested, it was a suite with a patio that overlooked the ocean. He stepped out on the veranda and looked out at an ocean that was as a lovely sapphire- blue shade.
As Patrick looked out at the ocean he thought of his girl. He half-expected Isabelle to not show. He wouldn't blame her, but the fire in his gut burned. He wanted her so badly.
She did it, and shocked herself in the process. It was a bold and ballsy move to fly to him. Isabelle deplaned and taxied to his hotel, still keeping the exact arrival time a secret.
The cabbie opened the trunk and a bellboy quickly carried her luggage to the lobby.
She looked into the hotel bar and there he was. He had a drink in his hand and he was looking at his phone. When he glanced up, she smiled at him and Patrick's heart pounded in his chest so loudly, he thought people near must hear.
They approached each other and embraced deeply. He pulled the lovely girl to his chest and lifted her into a bear hug that made her giggle.
He quickly tipped the bartender and secured a bottle of wine. With his hand on the small of her back, Patrick guided her to his room.
He opened the wine as she gazed out at the view. Pouring her a glass he walked up behind her and wrapped one arm around her waist. The other hand raised the glass to her lips.
