Kim woke to Max kissing her forehead, his hands were already pulling off her flannel pajama bottoms. Morning sex was their routine, his cock slid in easily she looked up and sighed. Today would be a long day at the hotel bar. She was set to work all day, from the breakfast rush through dinner.
Max tensed up for a moment, grunted and pulled out. He fell back asleep without even removing the condom from his deflating cock. Kim wondered if today would be the day that Max finally got off his ass and got a job.
As Kim ran a brush through her long brown hair, she smiled at herself in the mirror. She was feeling sexy today. The black leggings hugged her tight ass and her white shirt showed just the right amount of cleavage. And of course her blue eyes were as big and bright as ever.
The morning went fast an endless rush of coffee for hurried business men in their suits and ties. As the breakfast rush gave way to the late morning, Kim noticed one man kept staring at her from a table in the corner of the restaurant. He had a handsome face and graying hair and was wearing a black polo shirt that showed off his muscular arms. He was seated with a pretty blonde woman, his hand gently resting on her shoulder. As the blonde got up, the man remained seated.
His eyes caught Kim's, he smiled and she blushed and looked away. As she approached his table, his eyes never left her. The constant attention was unsettling, but she couldn't deny being a little intrigued by his bold confidence.
"What can I get you?" She leaned over the table in a practiced position giving him a perfect view down her shirt. This position never failed to bring the tips in.
"Coffee with a shot of whiskey," his eyes never left hers for even an instant.
As she turned away she could sense his hand hovering so close to her ass, but never quite making contact. Her cheeks were bright red as she handed him his drink. He was much too old for her, besides she was in love with Max. But he was just so completely self assured, Kim didn't know anyone like him.
By the time Kim returned to refill his coffee he was gone. On the table was a $100 bill a room key and note. Kim's heart was pounding.
"Room 715, 8:30 tonight" was all the note said.
The afternoon was a typical dull afternoon at the hotel restaurant, but Kim's body never got the message. Every time she walked past the corner table her mind drifted to the bold stranger. And every time she thought of his intense stare, her cheeks turned bright red, her breath shortened and her heart raced out of control.
Kim's phone was ringing at 8 when she got off work, it was Max, but she didn't answer. They were supposed to grab a bottle of wine, a frozen pizza and watch some cheesy action movie that Max had borrowed from his buddy. Now, Kim didn't know what she wanted to do.
Without realizing what she was doing, Kim found herself in the elevator pushing the button for the 7th floor. She wasn't really going to do this? It was fun to imagine, but she couldn't cheat on Max. Could she?
The door opened to the 7th floor and her feet carried her to room 715. She took a deep breath before slowly opening the door. The room was just a typical hotel room, a king size bed a slightly dated TV and an overly busy pattern on the carpet. She was kind of scared but even more, she was excited this was something new.