Walking through the door I was awestruck at how big the reception was. It was a lot bigger than I thought it was going to be judging by the outside, and there was quite a few people milling about. Getting into the queue I put my case on the floor and waited patiently, all the time looking around at the other people.
Eventually I reached the front of the queue, received my room key and reached down to pick my case up. Wandering away from reception I headed up the stairs to my room, opened the door and went in. The room was average size with a double bed, TV and coffee maker but not much else. Lifting my case onto the bed I slowly unzipped it, flipped open the lid and stared in shock at the contents, I had picked up the wrong bag. Instead of my neatly folded clothes, freshly polished shoes I was staring at lacy lingerie, vibrators, dildos and condoms.
I closed the case quickly and looked at it; the case was identical to mine. Checking the handle and luggage label holder I was stunned to discover that there wasn't any name on it.
Zipping the case back up I was about to leave the room, and take it down to reception, when there was a knock on the door. Putting the case down I went to the door and opened it to come face to face with the most beautiful brunette woman I had ever seen, and she was holding a case identical to mine.
"Hi," the woman said.
"Hello how can I help you?" I replied.
"I seem to have picked your case up by mistake," she said blushing slightly. "You haven't opened it have you?"
Her face went redder than a tomato as she asked the last question, and she bowed her head a little.
"I did I'm afraid," I answered.
"Oh I see," she whispered with embarrassment. "Can I have it please?"
Turning to go into my room and get her bag, I picked it up, turned around and was surprised to see she had followed me into the room.
"What must you think of me," she said. "Seeing what is in there."
"Don't let it worry you," I replied. "Each to their own."
I handed her the case, and took mine from her.
"Thank you," she said before turning and scurrying out of my room without so much as a bye.
I smiled to myself as I opened my case and began to place the clothes and underwear in various drawers and wardrobes.
Once I had finished I pushed my empty case under the bed, headed out of my room, and went back downstairs. I walked through reception and headed to the bar, after the travelling I really need a drink. Sitting on one of the bar stools I called the barman over.
"Jack Daniels and coke please," I said.
"Do you want ice sir?" The barman replied.
"No thanks."
I turned and looked around while the barman went to get my drink, and noticed the woman whose case I had picked up by mistake sitting at one of the tables, alone.
"There you go sir," the barman said.
I turned and picked up my drink before turning back and looking at her again. She was sipping, what looked like, from a glass of wine. I stared for a couple of minutes before emptying my glass and calling the barman back over.
"Same again please," I said. "And, see that woman over there; get her whatever she is drinking."
The barman got me what I had ordered and, picking up both glasses, I stood up and headed towards her. She was staring out of the window as I headed over, and didn't notice me until I put her glass on the table.
"Hi again," I said. "Do you mind if I sit with you?"
"Oh hello," she replied. "No I don't mind."
"I saw you sat alone and as we have already met I thought I would get you a drink as you are the only person here that I know."
"You don't even know my name," she said picking up the drink I had bought for her.
"That's a point," I replied. "Well I'm Dave what do I call you?"
"Teresa," she whispered before taking a sip from her glass. "I can't believe you saw what was in my case, I am so embarrassed."
"Told you not to worry about it."
"I know but you must have got a great shock," Teresa said her blush coming back.
"I did but it didn't bother me," I said. "I was just going to go down to reception with it when you knocked."
"Glad I found you first then."
We both took sips from our glasses and I looked at her carefully. Her brunette hair hung down to just below her shoulders, getting wavy at the end. She was wearing a tight white blouse, which clearly showed her purple bra through the material, tight white jeans and black two inch heels. For a minute or two we sat in silence, finishing our drinks, when she picked up the glasses and stood up.
"Would you like one more before I have to go?" Teresa said.
"Thank you," I replied and she turned towards the bar.
I watched as she walked, her ass looking perfect in her jeans, and felt a stirring in my trousers. I turned away, hoping that the growing bulge in my trousers would go down, and waited for her to come back. Teresa placed the glass down in front of me, and as she went past her breast brushed against the back of my head. I was shocked because there was plenty of room and wondered why she had to be so close.
"So are you here alone?" She asked after sitting down.
"Yeah it's another boring business trip," I replied. "What about you?"
"I wasn't supposed to be," Teresa replied. "But yes I am."
"How do you mean?" I asked.
"This was supposed to be my honeymoon," she replied, a tear forming in her eyes. "But the wedding never even happened."
"Do you mind me asking why?"
"Well you know they say it's bad luck for the bride and groom to see each other the night before."
"Yeah but..." I said.
"Well for me it's true," she said. "I caught the bastard screwing my head bridesmaid, in our fucking bed."
"I am really sorry," I said. "I can't believe anyone would cheat on someone as beautiful as you."
"I don't feel very beautiful after what I saw," she replied, the tear running down her cheek. "He was doing something to her he had never done to me."
"It's okay I think I know what you mean." I said hoping to stop her from saying anymore.
"Sorry Dave I've got to go," Teresa said putting her glass down and standing up. "If you are here later may I join you for something to eat?"
"Yes I would like that." I replied before she started to walk away.
My eyes were once again drawn to her perfectly formed ass, her wiggle causing the stirring in my trousers to return. Finishing my drink I stood up and headed out of the doors towards the pool.
Outside the sun beamed down onto the pool area and, as I walked around, my eyes were drawn to the bevy of scantily clad beauties lying round the edge soaking up the sun's rays and drinking, yet all I found myself thinking about was Teresa.
I had only met her a couple of hours previously but after sitting, drinking and chatting with her, as well as finding out what type of things she took on holiday, I found myself wanting to get to know her a hell of a lot more. I glanced once more at the beauties around the pool before heading back to my room, to get showered and ready for tonight's evening meal, secretly hoping that she would join me.
Once safely in my room I closed and locked the door, headed into the bathroom and turned the shower on. While I waited for it to get to the correct temperature I stripped of and, once fully naked, found myself admiring my body in the bathroom mirror. Although I didn't have the physique to match the world's greatest hunks and heartthrobs I wasn't in bad shape, maybe a couple of pounds or so overweight but nothing much. My long, dark hair went down to my shoulders, my muscles were formed, but didn't stand out like a body builders, and my cock was an average length, about seven inches when fully erect, nothing to worry any of the major porn stars, but enough to satisfy the women I had been with.
Reaching my hand under the flow of water from the shower I was happy with the temperature and stepped in. I closed my eyes as the water cascaded down over my body, the temperature absolutely perfect. Searching for the shower gel blindly I eventually wrapped my hand around the bottle and began to wash my whole body down, inadvertently spending more time stroking my cock with the soap than was really necessary, before letting the water clear the lather from my body.
Once all the soap had gone I stepped out of the shower, dried myself, wrapped the towel around my waist and headed back into the room. I had already laid out the clothes I wanted to wear on the bed, black trousers, purple shirt, fresh boxer shorts, socks and my black shoes. I dropped the towel and got dressed before tying my hair back in a ponytail, something I always did when I was going to eat, splashed on a small amount o aftershave and headed out of my room and downstairs.
The restaurant was fairly quiet as it was still a little early, just gone six-thirty, so I sat at the bar and ordered a large Jack Daniels and coke. Slowly sipping my drink I picked up a menu and began to see what sort of meals they served, finally deciding that I would settle for medium rare steak, French fries and a side salad.
I turned and looked around and noticed that the restaurant was starting to fill up so I picked up my glass, found a table and sat down. Tables were set for either two, four or six people so I chose a two person one and waited for a waiter or waitress to come and take my order.
As I waited I stared out of the window at the hotel gardens when I felt a small tap on my shoulder. I span around expecting the tap to have come from a waiter, but came face to face with Teresa.
