It was a cold and windy winter evening. We were all ready to go, to leave, to jet off to a warmer climate for a nice relaxing winter holiday. However the weather soon changed that. We stood at the airport, Adam and I, praying the flights wouldn't be cancelled this evening because of the weather. Sadly we were disappointed.
"I'm sorry, the flight has been cancelled because of a severe weather warning" the airline representative said at the check in desk. "It's been postponed until the morning."
"What time?" asked Adam.
"Possibly at 8am although we can't be sure" she replied. "We have reserved some hotel rooms though if you and your wife would like to go there to rest."
His wife? When we handed our passports she must have seen that we both have the same name and assumed we were husband and wife as opposed to what we really were, brother and sister.
We were brother and sister, flying off to meet our parents on the tropical island of Mauritius. Our parents had already been there for a week.
"That'll be fine" Adam said, not correcting the obvious mistake. The airline representative rung ahead to the hotel and we were directed to a bus that was to transport us there.
Outside it was snowing still and it was windy. Razor sharp gusts of wind cut through us as we walked to the bus. As we neared the road a taxi sped through and caught a puddle, sending icy cold water straight into me. I was soaked.
I stood there for a moment thinking if I could get any colder before being motioned towards the bus by Adam. He took off his coat and wrapped around me but by then I was cold regardless of what was put around me.
When we got to the hotel Adam went to the reception desk to sort out a room and I sat on the chairs. The doors were kept closed and the heating was on but I was still cold, although I had dried out a bit.
When Adam had finished and came over to me he looked more comfortable.
"We've got a room" he said, sitting beside me. "It's a double room because it's all they had, plus they think we are husband and wife."
I nodded. A strange mistake to be make, but never mind. As long as I got into the room to get warm.
We were directed to our room by a young handsome man who was from Zambia. Probably my age or a bit younger, he was talkative whilst we were not. But he didn't seem to mind.
In our room the heating was turned up and Adam started running a hot bath for me. I started to peel off my damp and cold clothing until I was in my underwear. I wore a matching light blue bra and panties set. Because I was cold my nipples were erect and visible through my damp bra.
Adam emerged from the bathroom. "Come on, get yourself in the bath" he said. I started walking towards the bathroom but even before I was in the bathroom I was taking off my bra, I did it without even thinking about it. I dropped my bra by the door and started to lower my light blue silk panties, not realising the door was still open and that Adam was standing there.
He had seen me naked before, and I had seen him. He had walked in on me and I on him, however this time we were sharing a room whilst being mistaken for husband and wife.
I turned around and looked at him and he turned away, slightly ashamed.
"It's ok" I said "I don't mind." And with that I turned and went into the bathroom. "You can come and join me if you like" I called.
