I had been traveling to Minneapolis each week for a few weeks.
This week was no different. I had arrived on Sunday evening and was scheduled to leave on Thursday evening.
On Wednesday morning, my wife called me and told me that her sister, Carol would be coming through Minneapolis and she wanted me to pick her up at the airport. Apparently, she was going to visit an old school friend of hers that lived a couple of hours north of Minneapolis, but her friend would not be able to meet her until Thursday morning. My wife told her sister that I would pick her up at the airport and she could stay in my room that night. She said it would be OK with me. It would have been nice of my wife to check with me before she said OK.
I like Carol well enough, but there were complications. First of all, this time, my room only had one king bed, and I was not going to sleep on the floor or in the bath tub. Also, I usually sleep nude. When we go to visit family, I will take sweats or running shorts to sleep in. Since I was going to be alone, I didn't take anything to sleep in.
With no alternatives available, I told my wife I would pick Carol up at the airport and take her to dinner.
Carol's plane didn't come in until 7:00 pm. We went to a nice restaurant for dinner. Carol had a real bad day on the trip, so I bought her a stiff drink before the meal. We had a bottle of wine with dinner and a couple of drinks after dinner. By the time we headed to the hotel, she was feeling very relaxed and very tired. I was pretty sure that she had forgotten about her rough flight.
When we got to the room, she opened her bag, grabbed her nightgown and headed for the bathroom. When she came out of the bathroom I could see she was a little tipsy. Her nightgown was a simple light green nylon that was pretty much transparent when the light was behind her. I verified that when she walked over to the bed and stood between me and the lamp. I could see that she wasn't wearing any panties and her large breasts really impressed me when she bent over to pull the covers down and climb in the bed.
As she crawled into bed, she asked me where I was going to sleep. I told her that there was only one bed, I was paying for it, and that is where I was going to sleep. I asked her if she had a problem with that. She asked me if I was going to be a good boy. I laughed and told her that I was going to take a shower...and I wouldn't promise anything.
When I finished my shower, I wrapped a towel around me and walked out of the bathroom. The light was off and Carol was sleeping. As I said, I didn't have anything to sleep in, but since Carol was really out of it, I figured it would be OK. I dropped the towel and climbed into bed and drifted off to sleep.