I travel a lot for business, and often I have to stay over at hotels. Usually those trips are uneventful, nothing more than itinerant days filled with business meetings and nights spent eating dinner alone in my room, replying to emails and watching television.
That evening at the hotel started out like any other, but little did I know it was going to turn out to be one of the most erotic adventures in my life.
After an uneventful evening in my room, I went to bed at around ten and fell asleep quite quickly since I'd had a tiring day.
I was awoken by a sound. I thought I must have slept at least 4 hours, but looking at my phone I realized it was just eleven thirty. I had slept for an hour and a half.
What was that sound? I sat up, listening in the darkness, waiting for the sound to return. Nothing.
Perhaps it was just a dream.
A few minutes later I put my head back on the pillow and tried to sleep. Just as I was at that point between being awake and asleep, I heard it again.
This time it was much clearer. It was the sound of a woman's voice. She was talking quite loudly. No, it sounded like she was crying.
At first I couldn't make out where the sound was coming from. Was it from the street below, or was it coming from another room in the hotel?
Was it someone in pain? Someone being attacked?
I kept listening, trying to figure out what was going on.
Her voice rose up up again, and this time I was sure it was a long moan, followed by another.
"Oh dear!" I thought. "Sounds like someone in pain."
Her moans got louder, and it was then I realized she was right in the room next door. What should I do? Should I call reception, or go and see what's wrong and maybe offer some help?
As I sat there trying to decide what to do, there was a thump on the wall behind my headboard. Weird. What was that?
As I tried to figure out what this new sound was, it happened again. And again. And again. And moans got louder and faster.
That was when I realized what was going on: she wasn't in pain, she was having sex! And quite wild sex too, because the thumping sound was her headboard knocking the wall between our rooms. They were really rocking that bed.
I kept listening as she got louder and louder. I began to make out some words.
"Oh sí bebé! Si! Si!" Must be some European language.
There was no way I could sleep now. Partly because of the racket, but mostly because I was so turned on.
My imagination began to run wild. Who was she? What did she look like? Who was making love to her? What position are they in? Were there just two people, or more?
I was so aroused at this point. I put my hand on my erect penis and began to stroke myself slowly.
In the mean time the action in the next room became more intense and her moans became faster and louder. The thumping on the wall was so loud now, it was like someone slamming a two-by-three against the wall.
They were really going at it, and I was going crazy with arousal. I wished I could be part of that action instead of sitting here like a psycho loner in my hotel room listening to other people having sex.
At the very least, I was curious to know who she was, this unknown woman.
And then a plan hit me: What if I knocked on their door, playing dumb and feigning concern? Just a concerned neighbor checking in to see if everything was okay?
I immediately got up, put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and headed for the door.
This was so exciting! My heart thumped in my chest as I opened my room door and walked towards theirs. I hesitated at their door. No, I cannot do this. What if they became upset at me?
I played the scenarios in my head. Worst case, they'd either ignore my knocking or ask me to piss off. Best case: I might get to see who she was.
I knocked the door. The sex sounds continued coming from inside. Maybe they didn't hear my knocking. I knocked again, louder this time. The noise inside the room stopped.
My heart raced. Oh no, what am I doing? Should I run away?
I heard some shuffling inside, and before I could decide whether to stay or run, the door began to open.
Too late.
I smiled as the door opened, revealing a petite, stunningly beautiful, dark-eyed brunette wrapped in a towel. She gave me a warm smile.
"Hallo," she greeted.
"Hello! I'm from the room next door and..."
Her smile disappeared, and a looked of concern appeared on her face. Her eyes widened and, she raised her hand to cover her mouth.
Oh, shit Adam. You are in trouble now.