I was sitting at my desk when the mailroom boy dropped off the day's mail for me.
"Just one item for you today, sir," he said. "A bit slow for a Friday."
I looked at the envelope. It was unmarked except for my name, and the contents felt thicker than simple paper. I slid it open. A note dropped out along with a hotel key card.
"Downtown Marriot, Room 417. 9:00"
I smiled to myself. It'd been almost a week since our last meeting. We'd now been together six times, and it was turning into a regular occurrence. I really looked forward to seeing her.
I finished out the day at work and had some dinner. Alice and I had only eaten together for a meal once. She didn't want to go out in public, because of her marriage, and I didn't blame her. Besides, it meant getting to the sex that much quicker.
I pulled up to the Marriot downtown and parked at around 9:00. Alice would appreciate the anticipation of waiting an extra few minutes. I made it up to the fourth floor around five after nine and made my way down the hall to Room 417. I slid the keycard into the door, entered the room and closed the door. I turned around to find Alice.
I was lucky that I didn't blow a load right at that moment. Alice was lying stretched out on the bed. She wore a schoolgirl costume: white blouse, black-and-white plaid skirt, knee socks and black shoes. Her hands were stretched out above her and a pair of handcuffs was locked around her wrists, linked around the headboard, securing her arms above her. She smiled at me sexily.
"I seem to have left the key out of my grasp," she said.
The key was sitting next to the television. An adult film was playing.
"I suppose you can turn the TV off now," she said. "Now that you're here, I don't think I need it anymore."
I flipped off the TV.
