Daisy felt exposed as she crossed the cracked asphalt of the motel parking lot. Her eyes kept darting around making sure no one was watching her enter the lobby. There, she stood at the worn counter counting out cash for a room feeling as if she were wearing a scarlet letter for adultery. Determined to not give into her nerves, she picked up her room key with a trembling hand that made her diamond ring sparkle. She was tired of only having a sex life online. The teasing and flirting were great but today her fantasy was becoming a reality.
Entering the room, Daisy was assaulted by the smell of cigarette smoke and Lysol. Threadbare and rundown but clean enough, the room with its large bed was exactly right for her illicit intentions. She shed her business suit and wedding rings before freshening up leaving on her camisole and lace panties. Then, lotioned and lipglossed, she sat on the edge of the bed anxious over whether or not he would show up. After all, she had almost backed out herself. Would he really show up to have sex with her- a married woman?
A knock sounded on the door startling her from her thoughts and she leapt up to answer it. Heart pounding, she turned the knob and found herself face to face with Austin. Her eyes drank him in as he entered the room closing and locking the door. Broad chested and muscular, his clothes clung to him in a way that made her mouth water. Daisy murmured a hello as she hugged him in greeting. He responded by pulling her in for a lingering kiss.