"Maybe..."
That's all his last text to her had said.
She wasn't trying to be obvious about inviting him to her room, but they both knew what she meant. The night had gotten cool, and as she turned the corner towards the hotel, the crisp wind took her breath away for a moment. She knew if he didn't show, she'd at least get some sleep.
By the time she reached the 3rd floor, any optimism she had left had given way to despondency. He was probably enjoying a drink and time would pass and it would be too late anyway. She was still freezing from the walk and a hot shower sounded amazing. She pulled off her dress and bra and stood waiting for the water to get warm. Standing naked, she fondled her own breasts, feeling her nipples...hard from the cold perhaps, but also from that last bit of anticipation. She took a deep breath and touched her wet pussy for a moment when she got in the shower. She knew she had to keep distracting herself and not worry about him.
He quickly glanced at his phone. No more messages from her. He'd kept excellent company all day, and as usual, enjoyed the conversation and meeting new people, but his current new 'friend' didn't seem to ever shut the hell up.
"Well, bedtime for me," he interjected as he downed the 6oz of beer still in his glass.
After quickly settling the tab, he stepped out of the bar onto the mostly empty street. It wasn't that late, but a sudden burst of cold air caught him by surprise and he realized most people were already in their rooms, warm... He couldn't help but imagine her body pressed up against his. He wanted that heat, and so much more. He could easily still resist, but he didn't want to. He imagined her smiling face, those amazing tits, and turned and started towards her hotel.
She stepped out of the bathroom and put on the plush hotel robe. She had gotten herself quite worked up thinking about him in the shower, and her mind was still racing in fantasy as she poured herself a glass of wine. Knock knock knock. All the sudden, her heart raced.
He was almost out of breath as he stepped into the hotel lobby. He could still decide to go back and sleep, but by now his cock was getting hard as he thought about her. He briefly pondered that she could be asleep, but he climbed the stairs to the 3rd floor. Before he could reflect any longer, he found himself knocking at her door.
As the door opened and their eyes met, they smiled and an unspoken relief spread across their faces. They had always felt comfortable together and for a moment they embraced, then took a step back, just two old friends. Platonic friends. This didn't last long. They'd never been this alone together. A wave of anticipation enveloped their bodies as they stared at each other. Their eyes remained locked as they pulled each other close.
