It had been a long day and a long drive today. James's work required him to travel around the state and usually overnight, so he was hopefully rested before presenting the next morning. He liked to arrive at his hotel in the afternoon to get situated, get dinner, and possibly finish up any last items for the work project.
Checking into the hotel, he felt a little lonely and tired. He was married but his wife did not join him on these trips. She was a great partner, in many ways, but they there was not the passion he would prefer in the relationship. In fact, they had come to the agreement of allowing for an open relationship while he was away for work.
James had had a nice affair, that lasted about a year, with a divorcee but she had moved too far away to continue this. Since then, he had been looking for a new playmate. Recently, he had started a new relationship with a woman that was also married with a similar situation. They had been having a lot of fun, sexting mostly. She lived in one of the cities he visited, but they had only gotten together a few times due to the distance.
After James took his bags to his room, he headed out for dinner. He liked to sit down and enjoy a meal rather than order something in. Sitting in the restaurant, he threw a text to his lover. Just an emoji of red lips to start with. She responded a few mins later with her typical emoji of a kissing face throwing a heart out. Nothing after that from her. "Oh, she must be busy." James thought. This made him feel a little lonelier tonight, but he had hopes of her not being busy later. She seemed to thoroughly enjoy getting him off by writing him erotic texts which he was more than happy to reciprocate.
James finished up dinner and drove back to his hotel. The room was nice. He smiled at the extra furniture to play on if his lover were there. Thinking this, he felt sad again. He took off his coat and grabbed a hotel cup from the bathroom. He wanted to relax so he poured himself a shot of whiskey. He sat down in a comfortable chair. James was just finishing his drink when a knock at the door startled him. "Who could that be? They must have the wrong room." He thought to himself.
He opened the door, and there stood his lover. She was smiling at him wearing her long black coat. She had her blonde hair a little curly tonight. He remembered that she had told him that it was not originally blonde but was not ready to "go gray" yet. He would not have known. He thought she was a beautiful, sexy woman since the first pictures he saw of her. They were within a year of each other for age which he was finding refreshing.
"Are you going to invite me in?" Sara asked. James had frozen. He was so surprised and honestly overexcited. Since they met, she had been really keeping his libido revved up. Sara had been married for most of her adulthood and for not having had wild college days or even much dating, she sure knew her way around a man. He could see she had on her black patent leather pumps with some sheer stockings showing beneath the coat. James instantly became erect. He was anticipating what was underneath the long coat. Sara liked to send him provocative photos of herself in lingerie or not. He was desperately hoping she was wearing what was in the last picture she sent.
James composed himself a little. "Yes, please come in." He said. After closing the door, he asked if he could help her take her coat off. He was feeling a little intoxicated with anticipation. He was glad he had the shot of whisky. Hopefully that would relax him a little. The relationship was still new and although they were about the same age, this meant Sara was in her sexual prime and James was trying to keep up.
