I got home to find the house empty. It was early evening, and although the car was still in the driveway, there was no sign of Louise. Letting myself in, I went up to the bedroom. It was a total mess. The bed sheets were rumpled and hanging off the bed. There were discarded clothes strewn all over the floor, along with damp towels and shoes. I started to half heartedly pick the clothes up, stopping when I found a pair of panties that we definitely not Louise's. The tiny thong must belong to Emma, I thought, dropping it on the floor, and deciding to leave the rest of it. Downstairs it wasn't much better. The sink was heaped with empty dishes, and there were takeaway cartons and empty bottles heaped by the door. More discarded clothing was strewn throughout the sitting room. I read the note on the dining room table.
"Sorry about the mess darling, we've been a bit busy. Don't wait up, back tomorrow, L xxx"
I was exhausted after my 2 days locked in the dungeon cell. I'd had little sleep, hardly eaten, and there was no way I was going to start sorting the mess out now, so I wearily crept back upstairs, and ignoring our trashed room, lay down in the spare bedroom, and was asleep in seconds.
When I woke up the next morning there was no sign of Louise. I checked my messages and email, but nothing. I went down stairs to the kitchen, and singing to myself, started to make sense of the chaos there. With the washing up done, and the rubbish tidied away, I made myself breakfast, text Louise several times, but getting no reply. Collecting the discarded clothes in the sitting room, I cried them up and dumped them in the middle of our bed, adding the ones lying on the floor. Sorting through them, I tried to separate Louise's from what I assumed was Emma's. She was shorter and slimmer built than Louise, so it was quite easy to work out who owned what. I had done most of the tidying up, and was putting clean sheets on the bed when my phone chimed, as a text message arrived. It was from Louise and simply said, "Novatel, 601." I called Louise straight back, but the phone just went to voicemail. After trying a couple more times, I realised that I would have to go and get her.
The hotel is in the centre of town, so I got in the car and drove down. Taking the lift to the sixth floor, I knocked on 601. I heard movement inside, and then the door opened a fraction, a bleary head looking round. I recognised Emma's short spiky hair do. She just had a short t-shirt on, the t-shirt skimming the bottom of her bare buttocks as she walked back into the room, beckoning me to follow her.
The room was as messy as the bedroom at home, clothes littering the floor, and a couple of empty wine bottles on the side. Louise seemed to be still asleep, and Emma shook her gently as she climbed back into the bed. Lifting her head, Louise saw me standing watching."Would you like some tea?" I asked sarcastically.
It was lost on her, "Yes please," she smiled back, "would you like some Em?"
The tea making facilities in the room only provided two cups, so I made a drinks for the two women, sitting back down to watch them drink it without having one myself. As she sat up to take her tea, the sheets fell away to reveal that Louise naked underneath. I felt like an outsider sitting watching them, as Louise casually wrapped her arm around Emma, and pulled her into a cuddle, while they sat there drinking. I coughed and pointed at my watch, they would have to check out before long.
"I suppose we had better get going, I'll need to take a quick shower." Emma got out of the bed, Louise causally swatting her naked buttocks as she passed by her, and disappeared into the bathroom. As we heard the sound of the shower starting, Louise got out, and walked across to me, naked. She reached down and kissed me gently on the head. "I expect we have got a lot total about when we get home. I'll be as quick as we can, so do you want to wait for us downstairs, and we will be down I a bit."
