I got out of the cab and headed into the hotel lobby. It was 11 p.m., and it was a miserable night. It had been raining all day right into the evening. The combination of rain and the chilly fall weather sent a shiver throughout my body. 'I needed something warm inside of me' I thought as I entered the bar area of the hotel.
I had been here on a business trip for three days now, and I was becoming familiar with some of the hotel personnel. As I sat down at the bar, Bill the night shift bartender, recognized me, walked over and said:
"The usual Dottie?" He already had the bottle of Red Burgundy wine in his hand. "Yes please, Bill," I answered.
As Bill poured the wine in my glass I looked around the bar noticing how few customers there were. 'Probably the weather,' I thought to myself. It was then that I noticed one other customer sitting diagonally across the bar from me. It was a woman, probably in her twenties, I surmised. She had very blonde hair, very light skin that even glowed here in the dark light of the bar. 'Very pretty,' I thought to myself not really knowing why that thought came to my mind.
She smiled at me, and I returned her smile. 'If I wasn't so tired tonight,' I thought to myself, 'I probably would try to strike up a conversation with her. It's always nice to have someone to talk to especially here in a strange city.'
But I was tired after running around all day. I finished my wine and walked toward the elevator looking forward to a nice hot shower before going to bed. As I got off the elevator, I walked down the hall automatically looking for my room. 'Room 705,' this is it I thought to myself as I turned the key to my room.
It only took me a minute to throw my briefcase aside, disrobe and get into the shower. I turned the water on as hot as I could stand it, washed fast, put my lavender scent shampoo in my hair and got out, really looking forward to a good night's rest. Getting out of the shower, I slipped on my terry cloth robe, partly dried and wrapped a towel around my dark hair and thought, 'hell with it, I'll fix my hair in the morning.' Now I had wished I had bought the rest of the bottle of wine and brought it back to my room. The Red Burgundy almost had a way of making me feel warm.
I fluffed up the pillows on the bed and turned all the lights out except the night lamp over the bed. As I was putting my wrist watch on the night stand I noticed a book entitled: "A Book of Love" on the top of the night stand. I picked up the book, opened it to chapter one and started to read:
'It all started in a hotel room on a very chilly night in October. It was raining all day...'
My eyes were very tired so after reading what I thought was at least one paragraph I closed my eyes for a minute to rest them.
"Knock, knock," I heard the sound seeming to come from across the room. I sat up in bed and then noticed what was a door connecting my room with the room next door. I got up from the bed, went over to the door and stood there with my ear against it.
"Knock, knock," I heard the light tapping at the door again.
"Yes ... aaahhh ... yes," I asked not sure whether I should say anything at all.
"Hi, can you open your door for a minute," came the unmistakably female voice from the other side of the door.
I hesitated for just a moment, then for some reason I just almost automatically reached for the lock on the door knob. I turned it and opened it just a crack so I could kind of peek through the opening.
"Hi Dottie, my name is Penny," the woman I had recognized as the other woman in the bar began to speak. "I bought the rest of the bottle of wine you started downstairs and thought you might like to join me in a glass."
"Wow, I sure would," I answered. "You must be a mind reader. I was thinking of a glass of wine as soon as I got out of the shower. How did you know my name?" I asked.
"Oh, I heard Bill, you know the bartender talking to you," Penny answered.
I opened the door all the way and immediately I felt ... diminished!!! I mean this Penny was really beautiful! She had on a light purple negligee; her blonde hair flowed free on both sides of her face that could only be described as angelic. She had full red lips that seemed to have a small perpetual smile. Her skin was almost pure white with little brown freckles that seemed to sparkle on her arms like iridescent jewels. I stood there transfixed by this wonderfully beautiful woman and only moved when she walked from her room into mine. I watched her pouring the wine into two glasses as she stood with her back to me. Her back was perfectly formed with the lower part of her back curving inward only to flare back out into two mounds of round and seemingly firm ass cheeks. As I looked down at her rear, it was very apparent she wasn't wearing panties.
As Penny turned to face me and hand me my glass of wine, I again felt so unworthy in the presence of this beautifully sexy woman. I was almost 39 years old, and at the moment I felt much older in front of the beautiful blue-light green eyes of this slender beauty. I wondered to myself if I was attractive enough, if Penny would like the way I looked and then wondered why I was so worried about my appearance in the first place. Penny didn't give me much more time to think when I heard her sweet soft voice again.
"Here Dottie," Penny said. "Drink it right down. It will make you nice and warm right here." As Penny said that she reached her hand in between the folds of my robe and rubbed my belly in a circular motion. Immediately upon feeling Penny's hand on my bare skin I felt myself getting all goose bumps. I felt a little weak feeling going throughout my body.
'God,' I thought to myself, 'I don't have any panties on either.' When I looked back into Penny's eyes she met my eyes. There was a little smile on her face, a knowing smile, a self assured smile ... and I was lost in the smile almost instantaneously. Penny put her wine glass down without ever taking her eyes from my eyes. Penny moved closer to me, so close that I could feel the warmth of her body as she reached up with both hands and untied the towel I had wrapped around my damp hair and let the towel fall to the floor. My dark hair fell free.
"I ... I ..." I tried to speak but the words wouldn't come out.
"Sssshhhh ... ssssshhhhh ... hush up honey," I heard the sweet female voice of Penny again, "we don't need to say anything now do we?"