He arrived back at the hotel, tired from hours of meeting with dark suits and overly serious faces. He was looking forward to a bath, a glass of wine, and the anticipation of his visitor. He handed the front desk an envelope with instructions and a name written on the front. Inside was a room key.
He entered his hotel room, sat his briefcase on the desk and kicked off his shoes. He propped up a pillow and fell onto the bed holding his cell phone and rushed through the obligatory email and voicemail checks. Nothing that couldn't wait until morning.
He stood up and shed his clothes like they were an unwanted second set of skin. Standing naked, he thought about the evening ahead and felt his cock instantly grow partially erect. He walked into the bathroom and turned on the faucet in the bathtub, making sure the water temperature was hot and to his liking. While the bath filled, he opened the bottle of Cabernet and poured a glass.
After turning off the faucet, he slid into the bath holding the wineglass. The water was almost too hot, but would be perfect in a minute or so. He laid back and enjoyed his first sip of wine. Again, his mind drifted to his visitor and the night ahead. The day melted away, the wine soothed his nerves, and he smiled as his cock grew hard even without being touched. He fantasized about the visitor walking into the room and finding him naked.
The fantasy progressed to visions of passionate kissing and intertwined bodies. With the hot bath warming his body, he stroked himself slowly, bringing himself to the brink of climax several times. He wanted badly to finish, but felt a stronger desire to hold off and finish while in the throes of passion with his visitor. He finally stopped stroking for fear he was tempting fate and an explosive orgasm. His cock still throbbed and took several minutes to subside like a puppy disappointed at having been told he could not have his treat.
He opened the drain, stood and dried himself, his skin red and tingly from the bath. He drank the last bit of wine and brushed his teeth.
He walked into the room naked and pulled the comforter and blanket down to the foot of the bed. He propped up a pillow and laid on the soft fresh sheets. It was a high end hotel where he was always pleased by the quality of the amenities. He wanted badly to stoke himself again, but settled with running his fingertips over his cock and balls, causing himself to grow hard again. He closed his eyes and continued his fantasy of passion and sex with his visitor as he slowly drifted off to sleep.