The thought had been going around in your head for so long, wondering if you could really do it! You continue with your work for several minutes before you stop again and stare into nothing, when suddenly you have the plan plainly in your mind's eye. The corners of your mouth begin to raise ever so slightly, anyone looking at you that very moment would have seen brilliant sparks in your bright eyes. The mind had made itself up and you were going to do it, you were suddenly a woman on a mission! Throughout the rest of the day everyone in your office found you to be in a wonderfully happy mood, unbeknownst to them the plan you had worked out in your head.
Several hours later sees you stepping off a train in a town very unfamiliar to you. The rain is pounding down on you, instantly soaking you through to the skin. This was not the look you were going for on this particular occasion. You set off through the station and stop just before going out into the rain again. You pull out your phone and send a quick message, your heart pounding as you eagerly await a response.
Minutes later you are doubting the sanity of all this but are suddenly rewarded by a tone from your phone. You read the message to yourself and produce a very wide smile. The message reading "Yes, i'm still working away from home this week and staying at the nice little hotel I described to you the other day. Great facilities, massive bed and all that good stuff. Just a shame to be here on my own x lol" You rapidly finger a message back to say how nice it must be and that you needed to sort something out for a while and would get back to me. As soon as you hit send you are back into the rain and jumping into the first available cab...
The cab pulls up outside the large overwhelming hotel entrance and you check the name on the sign to be 100% certain. You throw the driver a twenty, tipping well over the going rate, hastily leaving the car with your small case, packed in a hurry after work. You notice the rain has stopped, cursing your luck for such a soaking just at the wrong time. You enter the lobby, knowing you must look half drowned, yet far from caring now. You walk, head held high to the reception desk and confront the young man manning the desk, thinking to yourself this should be easy.
You ring the bell on the desk to announce your presence, despite knowing you had been watched the whole time you crossed the floor.
"Excuse me, i'm trying to locate the room of my business associate, can you help?" You ask in as confident a voice as you can muster.
He replies, "I'm sorry madame but we cannot divulged and personal information of our guests."
"I had his details but I left my work bag on the train so I don't have the full information with me details with me, only the name. If I miss this meeting I could lose my job" You plead.
The guy is still reluctant due to their policies but you have some assets to bring into play. You use your deep sparkling eyes, striking lips brought to a pout and soft sexy accent to great effect as you continue to explain the situation in desperation. He didn't stand a chance and slips you a note with my door number, hurriedly scribbled on it.
Moments later you are on the 13th floor stood outside my door, still dripping and trying to suppress a shaking feeling deep within you. You wonder if it's just the cold or the nervousness of doing what you are about to do. You take a long deep breath then knock gently on the door...
Just as you are stepping from the cab, I am sitting in the hotel room wondering what to do with myself whilst I wait for you to get a message back to me. I decide it may be a good time to run a bath and hope you'll be ready to get back to me when I get out, perhaps stealing some time to keep one another amused for a while. I turn the taps on and the steam instantly fills the air in the bathroom.
I undress quickly and wrap a soft white towel around my waist as I wait for the tub to fill. A minute or two later I hear a noise from the main room and listen out more intently. I hear something again and I turn the taps off. A few seconds elapse and I finally hear a knock so I slowly move towards the door. I look through the peep hole to discover the back of someone's head, definitely female, kind of recognisable, although very damp looking. I realise I am stood here in a towel but curiosity gets the better of me and I open the door...
As soon as you hear the door open you turn slowly, lifting your head as you do, until our eyes become firmly locked. It takes me a second or two to register that it's you beneath the damp hair across your face and we both stand speechless. I finally find my voice.