The room smells like all hotel rooms, still slightly stale from the cleaning fluids used earlier in the day. He had opened the window slightly, but it faced the busy street below, so he shut it after a few minutes. The rain earlier in the day had kept the temperature at a comfortable level. He hoped that it was going to be a lot hotter in a very short time.
He arranged his belongings and hung up his clothes. He hadn't brought much. He was going to be returning to the less-than-adequate dorm accommodations at the college the next day. Tonight was going to be different. Very different. His cock was already responding, just thinking about the sex he was about to enjoy with a very willing lady. He hadn't even met her, but seeing her picture, and reading one of her erotica stories had him wild with desire. He rubbed his crotch again. "Down boy, down," he said as he stroked himself.
Then he heard it, the slight "tap tap tap" on the door. She had arrived. He looked around the room once more, satisfied it was going to be okay. He opened the door and smiled at his guest.
"Hi" he grinned. "You're here. Come in. Come in!"
She taller than he had imagined, but dressed in a black cocktail dress that outlined her curves, and a short bolero jacket which hid her luscious breasts. She returned his smile. She looked a little uncertain, her deep blue eyes slightly downcast. Had she changed her mind? He became slightly nervous. Then she spoke.
"Hope I'm not too early. Never know what the traffic is going to be like," she said. Her voice was strong and warm. There was no trace of nervousness. He relaxed a bit more.
"Not too early. Please, come in," he said as he took her bag and removed her jacket and placed it on the chair. "Sit down, make yourself comfortable. This chair is quite good," as he took her by the arm and led her to the massive armchair that he had moved from the side of the room and placed directly opposite the bed.
