Kara was in DC for a LCSW convention. She was there alone, though she knew some people that would be there and she was looking forward to reconnecting with friends from college. The hotel was nice, it was in the Gaylord Resort at the National Harbor. Her room faced out to the water and had floor length windows. When she checked in, the first thing she did was draw the curtains back and spent several minutes just gazing out at the skyline. She could just make out the Washington Monument and the top of the Capitol across the Potomac.
She had always gotten a thrill from a little bit of exhibitionism and standing there at the windows was sending a thrill through her body. She wondered if anyone was looking up at her 12th floor window and saw a tiny little 5 foot blonde wearing a sundress. Her body was sending her signals as she wondered if they would be able to see up her dress when the air kicked on and blew her skirt up a bit. She could feel her nipples harden on her D cup breasts and a tingle ran from her pussy up to her chest causing her pale skin to flush a bit.
Kara laughed at herself, "I should stop thinking about it, nothing is going to happen on this trip! I've got to get ready to meet Susan and Veronica for dinner!"
Sue and V were friends from college both married and wondering what was taking Kara so long to decide on a man. She had always been the wild one of the three and while they had settled down with good respectful husbands, she was still having too much fun traveling the world in her time off. Kara had often kept her secrets from Sue and V as they didn't quite get her. Kara always looked presentable and sexy without dressing like a whore, but she had a wild side that she knew her friends would never approve of.
While she had dated numerous guys (and slept with a few), there had always been something lacking. Sometimes the sex was great, but the connection just wasn't there for more. Sometimes she felt like she had meet someone great, but the sex was lackluster. Just keep looking she always told herself.
She stripped off her sundress and hopped in the shower. She loved the complimentary soaps at the resort, lemon grass and verbena scented. The scent wafted through the shower as she washed her hair and soaped her body. She wasn't entirely smooth she discovered when she washed her bikini line so she grabbed a razor and with a few swipes she was super smooth and hair free. Kara loved the way she felt like this, so sensitive and every movement would send a small thrill through her.
God, she needed to get her mind off sex. She had dumped her last boyfriend a few weeks ago and since then she'd gone without. It was starting to drive her crazy. When she had a boyfriend, they had had sex as often as she could arrange it and going these past weeks without it was torturous. Her hand and her toys were no substitute for good raw sex.
She slipped on a black lace thong, a matching VS lacy bra to accentuate her decolletage and a simple black sheath dress. It fit to her body and showed off her small waist and flaring hips. With a pair of 3" black heels she knew some guys would be watching her walk. But it wasn't about them, she wanted to feel sexy. Even if she was going without currently, she liked feeling sexy and looking attractive.
A few swipes of mascara and some lip gloss and she was ready to go. Grabbing her clutch she headed down to the Steakhouse restaurant to meet Sue and V.
As she walked into the restaurant, she saw them standing together. Both of them had put on a little weight and were looking a little tired. "Hey girls, good to see you!"
"Kara, you made it! You look great! Do you have an admirer here!" gushed Sue as they had a group hug.
"No, I'm single, just wanted to look nice tonight."
"Well, you're certainly making on impression on the guys at the bar," said V. Kara looked around them to see three guys sitting separately at the bar all giving her a head to toe look over. That's nice she thought, I can still get them to look.
"I'm not here for that V, just dinner with some old friends."
"Don't call me old, I'm on a work trip and I don't want to be reminded of getting old," groused Sue.
"Between work, my husband and the kids, I'm feeling every bit of my 32 years right now."
That was an indication of how the night was going to go. Kara talking about the fun places she had gone over the past couple years and her friends talking about the stresses of marriage and kids. It was definitely a downer for her and she could feel herself getting more and more morose.
As they paid the check Sue and V were talking about being exhausted and looking forward to a night alone after relaxing bubble baths. All Kara could think about was needing a drink and some fun after listening to the girls complain all night. They split at the elevators and Kara went back inside to the bar.
A good looking 20 something bartender came to her as she perched herself on a barstool and said, "What can I bring you?"
"Gin martini, straight up with a twist, please."
"That rough huh?"
She laughed for the first time it felt like in hours. "Yes, I thought it would be fun to see some old friends again, but they spent the whole time complaining about their lives."
"Well Darling, I'll be right back and hopefully this will help you feel better."
It was nice to be back (kind of) in the South. At least the bartender knew how to make her feel better. He brought her drink and she sipped it straight from the bar like any long time martini drinker does so she wouldn't spill any picking it up.
"Better?"
"Why yes. Much better. Thank you."
