Walking through the door I was awestruck at how big the reception was. It was a lot bigger than I thought it was going to be judging by the outside, and there was quite a few people milling about. Getting into the queue I put my case on the floor and waited patiently, all the time looking around at the other people.
Eventually I reached the front of the queue, received my room key and reached down to pick my case up. Wandering away from reception I headed up the stairs to my room, opened the door and went in. The room was average size with a double bed, TV and coffee maker but not much else. Lifting my case onto the bed I slowly unzipped it, flipped open the lid and stared in shock at the contents, I had picked up the wrong bag. Instead of my neatly folded clothes, freshly polished shoes I was staring at lacy lingerie, vibrators, dildos and condoms.
I closed the case quickly and looked at it; the case was identical to mine. Checking the handle and luggage label holder I was stunned to discover that there wasn't any name on it.
Zipping the case back up I was about to leave the room, and take it down to reception, when there was a knock on the door. Putting the case down I went to the door and opened it to come face to face with the most beautiful brunette woman I had ever seen, and she was holding a case identical to mine.
"Hi," the woman said.
"Hello how can I help you?" I replied.
"I seem to have picked your case up by mistake," she said blushing slightly. "You haven't opened it have you?"
Her face went redder than a tomato as she asked the last question, and she bowed her head a little.
"I did I'm afraid," I answered.
"Oh I see," she whispered with embarrassment. "Can I have it please?"
Turning to go into my room and get her bag, I picked it up, turned around and was surprised to see she had followed me into the room.
"What must you think of me," she said. "Seeing what is in there."
"Don't let it worry you," I replied. "Each to their own."
I handed her the case, and took mine from her.
"Thank you," she said before turning and scurrying out of my room without so much as a bye.
I smiled to myself as I opened my case and began to place the clothes and underwear in various drawers and wardrobes.
Once I had finished I pushed my empty case under the bed, headed out of my room, and went back downstairs. I walked through reception and headed to the bar, after the travelling I really need a drink. Sitting on one of the bar stools I called the barman over.
"Jack Daniels and coke please," I said.
"Do you want ice sir?" The barman replied.
"No thanks."
I turned and looked around while the barman went to get my drink, and noticed the woman whose case I had picked up by mistake sitting at one of the tables, alone.
"There you go sir," the barman said.
I turned and picked up my drink before turning back and looking at her again. She was sipping, what looked like, from a glass of wine. I stared for a couple of minutes before emptying my glass and calling the barman back over.
"Same again please," I said. "And, see that woman over there; get her whatever she is drinking."
The barman got me what I had ordered and, picking up both glasses, I stood up and headed towards her. She was staring out of the window as I headed over, and didn't notice me until I put her glass on the table.
"Hi again," I said. "Do you mind if I sit with you?"
"Oh hello," she replied. "No I don't mind."
"I saw you sat alone and as we have already met I thought I would get you a drink as you are the only person here that I know."
"You don't even know my name," she said picking up the drink I had bought for her.
"That's a point," I replied. "Well I'm Dave what do I call you?"
"Teresa," she whispered before taking a sip from her glass. "I can't believe you saw what was in my case, I am so embarrassed."
"Told you not to worry about it."
"I know but you must have got a great shock," Teresa said her blush coming back.
"I did but it didn't bother me," I said. "I was just going to go down to reception with it when you knocked."
"Glad I found you first then."
We both took sips from our glasses and I looked at her carefully. Her brunette hair hung down to just below her shoulders, getting wavy at the end. She was wearing a tight white blouse, which clearly showed her purple bra through the material, tight white jeans and black two inch heels. For a minute or two we sat in silence, finishing our drinks, when she picked up the glasses and stood up.
"Would you like one more before I have to go?" Teresa said.
"Thank you," I replied and she turned towards the bar.
I watched as she walked, her ass looking perfect in her jeans, and felt a stirring in my trousers. I turned away, hoping that the growing bulge in my trousers would go down, and waited for her to come back. Teresa placed the glass down in front of me, and as she went past her breast brushed against the back of my head. I was shocked because there was plenty of room and wondered why she had to be so close.
"So are you here alone?" She asked after sitting down.
"Yeah it's another boring business trip," I replied. "What about you?"
