I was traveling for work out of the country recently and was staying in a nice little hotel. The customer whom I was contracting for was footing the bill so I decided to stay in a place which was a bit nicer than I normally would stay. Whenever I travel I find that work is always more tiring than when I'm back in the office so when I get off I normally go back to the hotel and spend some time by the pool reading and taking in any potential female scenery that may also be staying in the hotel.
As I sat there one warm, sunny afternoon reading, I kept an eye out for any women who may be interested in a potential good time while I was there. There were a few which did catch my eye but one seemed too high maintenance and the other, while very attractive, had her child in tow. I decided it was a bust and went back into actually reading my book. I stayed out a bit longer as I was really enjoying the story and character development in my book.
As I was just finishing up a chapter I decided that it'd probably be a good idea to head up and get ready for dinner. That's when the server brought me a drink over. I hadn't ordered a fresh drink so I questioned her about it. She pointed to an attractive women sitting across the pool. I looked over and raised my glass in a 'thank you' gesture towards her.
Not wanting to be rude, I got up and walked around to her with my drink and book in hand. She was a gorgeous brunette of middle-aged, probably between thirty-five to forty-five. She had a small, curvy, petite body and her dark hair came down over her shoulders and cascaded down, partially covering her breasts as she sat. She introduced herself as Carrie, saying that she was from Canada and was travelling on vacation. She said that she initially had set the trip up for her daughter to join her but then her daughter cancelled last minute when she got sick. Since she was travelling alone, she hadn't really met any one yet to chat with or keep her company but decided to step out of her comfort and send over a drink to me since she could see that the book I was reading was one she had also previously read.
We sat and talked for a while about the book and a little about my job before I invited her to enjoy dinner with me in the hotel restaurant. She agreed, so we both parted ways so that we could get cleaned up before we ate. We met a half an hour later at the restaurant and the host sat us immediately. We had a great table with a view overlooking the city. We talked about our home life while we ate. She informed me that she had divorced a few years ago and now wanted to start living her life to the fullest and enjoy everything she had missed out on while married. I told her that sounded great but did mention that I was happily married. As she looked a bit sad I told her that the best thing about my wife is that she understood my insatiable appetite for sex and so we both allowed each other to 'play' alone whenever one of us travelled so long as we were safe about it. We talked a little about the trusting bond associated with an arrangement like that for a while as we ate.
At the end of dinner Carrie built up the nerve and asked would I like to have sex with her back in her room. I told her that would be fine but that I had to call my wife first as I hadn't spoken with her yet and she was now probably at home from work. She started to look bummed but I then told her that if she didn't mind waiting, that she could walk me back to my room and wait as I spoke with my wife. Thinking it'd be too personal she declined until I told her that we usually just talked about our day in a short conversation. She then agreed and we headed back to my room after paying the check.
