It was just another out-of-town trip and just another hotel room. I had just returned from reviewing my area, and now I was making reports on my computer.
"Great," I said as I heard the door slam from the room beside mine.
I was hoping I would get lucky, and no one would get the room next to mine. Instantly I heard loud talking it was a woman. She was talking nice and sweet, probably to her kids over the phone.
The world was slowly getting back to normal. During the pandemic, I spent most of my time working from home. Now that most of it was over, I was back on the road, which was a good thing.
Most of the stores had gone so long without someone visiting that they had gone away from the corporate ideas and plans. It was like the wild west.
The sweet talk turned to shouting as I was sure the husband was on the phone now.
"Yup," I nodded as I heard the usual conversation. I used to have the same talks with my now ex-wife.
'Why did I have to put out of town so often?' 'Why couldn't someone else do it?" 'Why does it have to be so far?' 'When are you coming home?'
The questions never ended, not when I was out here, or did they stop when I got home. Luckily for us, we didn't have kids.
I was sure the poor woman next door was going through the same barrage of questions.
I continued the reports and sent the pictures I had taken to my superiors and then settled on the bed to watch some television. Not much was on, so I hooked up my laptop to the big screen and watched some of my streaming shows.
The door knocked, and I opened it to retrieve my pizza and soda. The man smiled as I tipped him, and then I closed it.
I didn't miss this, getting fast food or junk food. I liked eating at home and making dinner in my kitchen. My hotel allowance wasn't enough for me to get the hotels with the mini kitchens, but at least it was enough to keep me out of those horrible motels, so it was a give and take.
I settled in for the night and turned everything off. It was nice and quiet except for the loud hum from the air conditioning unit.
The sound woke me up, it was loud, and as I got up, I could hear it clearly. 'Are you fucking kidding me?' I thought.
I got out of bed and went to the partition door. Sure, enough, it was coming from her room. She was watching porn very loudly to boot.
I could hear it clearly; she was going from one video to another on one of those stream porn pages. Then I heard it. It was her. She was using a toy on herself. I could barely hear the hum, but I could listen to her voice; she was saying her husband's name as she fucked herself.
Then it went quiet. I quickly moved away from the door as I didn't want her to look down and see the shadow of my feet at the bottom of the door.
I went back to bed and smiled as I went back to sleep.
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The morning came, and I got ready to leave. The one thing I was glad for was that the hot water was working. Usually, that was a hit and miss, but it was scolding hot once the cold water went away.
I put my laptop in its bag, put it over my shoulder, and went out the door. As I got out, so did she. We smiled as we closed our doors and headed for the elevator.
She was the typical roving woman, nothing to write home about, so my colleagues would say about the woman we would meet on the road.
I looked at her average build, long brunette hair, and nice ass as she walked in front of me. She wore the usual business attire, a skirt, a nice top and a blazer. She was probably in accounting or human resources.
"First floor?" she asked as she entered the elevator.
"Yes," I nodded.
She was doing the same thing I had done to her. Looking me over, was I a prowler that would ask for her number or more, was I married, as I saw her looking at my hand.
It was the typical thing people did that traveled a lot.
I nodded at her as we exited the elevator and headed for the breakfast area. It was flooded with people, mainly the construction types and others who traveled. There were very few vacationing people.
I got some food and found a small corner to eat, away from the loud talk and the few that had just got off the night shift working on the roads who smelled like tar and asphalt.
"Can I join you?" she said as she looked back over her shoulder.
There weren't many open spots left to sit.
"Sure," I nodded.
"Judy," she said as she smiled at me.
"David," I replied.
We got to talking, and I was right. She worked in the human resources department and was doing some evaluations at one of the large warehouses in the area.
Judy told me about her four kids and her remarried husband. They divorced for two years, then got back together for the kids. That was something that I could never do, my ex was my ex, and there was no way I would go back to her, but again we didn't have kids.
I told her about my divorce as we walked out into the bright sunlight and headed for our vehicles. We waved goodbye, and I didn't expect to talk to her again.
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I was beaten. I had done all the stories in the area and dreaded packing everything in the morning and heading for another hotel in another town the first thing, but that was my job, and I had to do it.
"David!" Judy yelled from the hotel bar.
I nodded and walked over there. She smiled at me as I approached. She quickly grabbed my arm into hers as we sat down. No doubt, the vultures with the bright-colored construction shirts were hitting on her left and right.
It was the usual. If it had tits and an ass, they would hit on it, no matter what. I had seen it repeatedly happen, especially the ones that were married. Cheating was part of the game for those that traveled a lot.
"I brought my own, these prices are ridiculous," I whispered as I looked down at the bag in my hand.
"Then let's go up," Judy smiled.
We went up to the rooms, and Judy went into hers as she said she wanted to change from her business attire.
I took a quick shower and got the drinks set up.
I overheard Judy talking to her husband, they were arguing again, and I felt sorry for both as it was hard for her to be out here while he was home.
I understood both sides, there was more money to be made traveling, but he was stuck home alone with four growing kids.
The conversation ended, and there was a knock on the partition door. I opened it, and Judy smiled as she walked into my room.
She had put on comfortable attire, a plain blue shirt and shorts. I was always a boob guy, so I noticed Judy had slightly more significant than average boobs. I probably guessed D or DD at best.
Judy immediately saw the drinks and poured herself a glass.
The talking centered chiefly around her kids, two were young teens, and the other two were still young.
"Marcus, hates staying home alone with them, they have the run of the house while I am gone," Judy said.
"Ah, so it's wait until your mom gets home, not dad," I nodded.
"Definitely," Judy replied.
