Rosa was feeling depressed as she watched her husband, Ron, packing his suitcase. Ron often had to take a business flight to another state and she didn't like to stay by herself. If she had a child, she wouldn't be lonely while Ron was gone, but Ron could not get her pregnant. They had applied for a child through an adoption agency, but it might be years before they received one.
When Ron had his suitcase at the front door ready to leave, he looked as cheerful as he could to say, "I'm ready to go. It will give you something to do by driving me to the airport."
"I know, but this house is very lonesome when you are gone. I can be with you a little longer by driving you to the airport.
Rosa was very quiet on the way to the airport because there wasn't much to say. She was wondering what she would do when she returned home.
Once they arrived at the airport, Rosa said, "Why don't you park in the short term parking lot and I'll walk in with you?"
Rosa accompanied Ron while he checked in to get a boarding pass, then they walked to the security gate where she could go no farther.
Ron tightly hugged Rosa and kissed her. She hung on to him as if she didn't want him to go.
Rosa sadly said, "I'm going to be very lonely while you are gone."
"And I'm going to miss you too. Go to the library and do some reading. Also, you can go to a movie. Right now I have to leave or I may miss my plane. I'll call you later," Ron said in the best cheerful voice he could muster.
Rosa stood and watched Rom walk away and disappear. She walk down the hall to a coffee shop. What was she going to do? She was tired of reading books and she didn't like to see a movie by herself. She watched the people going up and down the walkway.
Just then a man carrying a brief case sat down at the table next to her. Rosa thought he was rather handsome and a little older than herself. He looked rather distinguished with his graying sideburns. She wondered if he was from another city and visiting here, or was he getting a coffee before going home to his wife.
She glanced away and back to him just as his eyes met hers. He asked, "I just arrived. Can you tell me what the weather is like outside?"
Rosa was surprised that he spoke to her. She finally organized her thoughts to say, "Oh, it's just cloudy outside, no rain."
"Guess I don't need my raincoat. That's nice since I forgot to bring it."
The stranger continued to ask Rosa about the area and city. He finally induced himself as, "George."
By now they seemed to be having a pleasant conversation. Then he said, "I need to get a taxi to take me to my hotel."
Rosa was enjoying the pleasant conversation with him. She blurted out, "I have a car in the parking lot, I could drop you off." She could hardly believe she said that. He was a complete stranger, maybe a murder, or rapist. What was she getting herself into. But she had blurted out the offer for a ride, now she was stuck with it.
George got up from the table, look lovingly at Rosa and said, "That's very nice of you to give me a lift."
They walked into the parking lot and got in her car. Their conversation continued while she was driving. She was beginning to think she was glad she offered the ride. When they arrived at the hotel and George had his luggage, he said, "I'm going to be having dinner here tonight by myself. It would be my pleasure if you would have dinner with me.."
This also surprised Rosa and she didn't know what to say on short notice. . She didn't answer immediately. She thought about her lonely house and having to eat dinner alone.
She smiled at George, "That's very thoughtful for you to invite me. Yes, I would like to come back for dinner. What time?"
"Make it about seven tonight."
"I'll be here."
Rosa went home and began thinking. She was a married lady. She had affairs before her marriage to Ron, but had been faithful to him after their marriage vows. Of course, she had no intention of getting in bed with this stranger, so what was she worried about. She could go to his hotel dining room, eat dinner, enjoy the conversation and drive back home. That would be a fairly innocent evening and she wouldn't have to be bored at home. She definitely decided to keep the dinner invitation.
Later that day she started dressing for dinner. She couldn't decide what kind of clothes to wear. There was a blouse that showed much of her breasts, but she didn't want to look too sexy or too conservative. She decided on a blouse that would give a glimpse of her breasts, the kind that makes a man wonder what the rest of her breasts would look like. Then she picked a skirt that hugged her hips rather tightly. A pair of high heels would be good. She wasn't too concerned about underclothes because George wouldn't see them. But she felt rather sexy and decided to wear thigh highs with some throng panties. Should she wear a bra? She tried on the blouse without wearing a bra and noticed the bumps of the nipples didn't show very much. However they could easily be seen. What was she trying to do, seduce him? No, definitely not, but she did want to look a little seductive. She decided to skip the bra. She would be out with a strange man and wanted to look nice. Would she be a prick teaser? No she didn't want that, but she did want to look desirable.
After she had dressed and admired herself in the mirror, she thought she still retained her youthful beauty. She was ready to go.
She drove to the hotel and saw George in the lobby. George got to his feet to greet her.
"It's so nice to see you. You look beautiful."
"Guess I do look better than this morning when I was wearing jeans. Thank you for the complement."
"You deserve it. You are a beautiful lady. I noticed you are wearing a wedding ring."
"Yes, when I met you this morning, my husband had just left. He will be back tomorrow evening."
"I'll be here for one night, too. I'm sure you see my wedding ring. I get lonely by myself in a strange city."
The evening dinner slowly progressed as they seemed in no hurry for it to end. They lingered over a cocktail before ordering, then stayed for an after dinner drink. When that drink had been consumed, George suggested, "I'm enjoying your company so much, let's move to the cocktail lounge for another drink."
Rosa hesitated. Should she go home? If she had another drink she might not be able to drive home. If that happened, she would take a taxi. When she came to that conclusion she said, "That will be nice. I like talking to you. It's still early and I'll be bored if I go home."
Rosa and George were comfortably settled in the cocktail lounge with a drink There was a small dance floor. Rosa felt comfortable in his arms as they danced. She closed her eyes and left it up to him to dance where ever he wanted to dance. This wasn't her husband, but she felt close to him. She knew the drinks were making her feel dreamy. If she was completely sober, she would be going home, but she didn't want to go home.
About a half hour in the cocktail lounge and two drinks, George said, "Rosa, you are a very sweet lady and I like you."
Rosa dreamily responded, "You are a nice guy and I like you too, but I need to go home."
"I don't think you can drive right now."
Rosa wasn't thinking logically because she said, "I don't want to go home to my empty house. I assume your room has two beds. Just let me go to sleep in your spare bed."
George held her, looked into her eyes, and kissed her. She readily accepted his kiss.
She then realized what had happened, "I shouldn't let you kiss me. I'm married to Ron."
George responded, "I'm sorry if I offended you. You are so lovely that I couldn't help it. Your lips are so delightful and you are very sexy."
Rosa dreamily said, "Your kiss was very nice."
George took the hint and kissed her very deeply, then said, "Let's go upstairs."
George had his arm around Rosa as they rode the elevator. She began to have second thoughts. She knew she should leave, but she wanted to go on up to his room and lie down. The elevator door opened, they walked down the hall, he inserted the key and they walked into his room. She looked around to see two beds. She thought she would be safe now and sleep by herself.
Just then, George faced her for another long sexy kiss. She melted in his arms. She knew then she would not sleep by herself.
George realized the drinks were affecting her. "Rosa, let's sit down on the edge of the bed."