It was Saturday night, the end of a long, hot summers day. Rob was checking in at the hotel, his over night suitcase at his side. Room 69, "how apt a number" Rob thought. He took the key and thanked the receptionist, pulling his suitcase behind him as he made his way down the corridor and to the lift.
Rob went up one floor and turned left, he headed towards his room, and inserted the key card, watching as the light turned green, pulling down the handle and walking inside.
His eyes caught the red suitcase at the end of the double bed, and he knew she had already arrived. He saw the coat hanger discarded on the bed and his mind raced, curious as to which dress she would be wearing tonight. It wouldn't be long until he found out, he could already feel the excitement in his stomach as he took off his jacket and checked himself out in the mirror. He smoothed his hair and splashed on his cologne. He was ready.
Down in hotel bar, Danni stood in her short black dress, A little dress, which left a little to the imagination, and her long, red wig. The one that always got her the looks, the drinks, the phone numbers. She lent over the bar and made eye contact with the bar man. "May I have a fruity cocktail please? Something gin based."
"Certainly ma'am." The bar man responded and got to mixing. Danni looked around the bar, searching for any potential single man who might like to keep her company. And as though the universe had heard her silent prayer, she spotted a businessman heading towards the bar. He pulled up a chair next to her and sat down. Danni uncrossed and crossed her legs in a seductive manner, making eye contact with the businessman, twirling the straw of her drink with her tongue.
It worked, the businessman smiled and introduced himself. "Hi, I'm Michael. Are you here for the conference?"
Danni smiled, "Oh no, strictly pleasure tonight! I'm Danni." She giggled and raised her eyebrow, she knew exactly what she was implying.
Danni and Michael flirted up a storm, Danni was now sitting so close that she was brushing her bare leg against Michael. She took full advantage of touching him at every opportunity, stroking his chest, and his arms, commenting on how strong he felt. As Michael became confident enough to slide his hand further up Danni's leg, she spotted him. There across the room was Rob, chatting to a blonde lady, with his hand on her hip. He looked straight at Danni and tipped his glass to her, with an cocky smile. How long had he been there? Danni watched as he moved his hand to the woman's bum, running his fingers along the curve of her cheek. She felt the burn of desire and leant in close to Michael, whispering that she would be back in a moment. She walked straight past Rob and felt his eyes on her as she walked away.
