I had just come up for my lunch, I went into the toilet, and as I close the door, from behind the door my colleague jumps out at me, wrapping her arms around my neck, kissing my lips.
It’s Friday, my weekend off, much needed after a busy week, and the best thing about today is its Yoga day. I could do with a really good yoga session today.
I get into my usual morning routine, up and out of bed bright and early, a glass of OJ and some pancakes with maple syrup and berries. An unusual spring in my step this morning, I skip up the stairs into my bedroom, strip my clothes off, admire my body and put on my yoga pants and sports bra. I stare at the clock on my phone only to realise that I’ve still got an hour left before my Yoga instructor arrives and just like my phone new I was holding it, it started to ring, I squealed to myself and answered it.
Years had passed; we talked and talked all the time via text and through the Internet. Then one day we decided to meet up, and spend a couple of days together. We decided to have a night in a hotel, nerve were wreaking havoc driving to meet this wonderful girl I’d known for years but never met.
The moment had arrived, I parked at the hotel, got the room details, she had already arrived and checked in. I was so nervous I got lost on my way to the room. Eventually I found the room, *knock knock* my heart pounding as the door lock turns and she opens the door. My smile stretched across my face, my knees were weak and my heart beating was visibly through my T-shirt. She was a stunner, her long blonde hair, gorgeous smile, perfect teeth, she was shorter than me, but had the curves to make any man drool. I was in awe. I walked into the room, sitting down getting comfortable, as we sat next to each other on the bed, chatting away as if we had been doing this for years.
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Debbie shuts the door, places her bags on the floor. She takes off her blazer, placing it on the back of a chair and placing her shoes neatly in a corner. She has been travelling for nearly 6 hours, sat in a 4 hour meeting and is now in a hotel room for the night. This is not an unusual day for Debbie; she is a very successful business woman, so she is always on the move up and down the country attending shows, meetings and fashion events. Being in the fashion industry Debbie knows how to dress to compliment her curvy figure. She is a beautiful size 14, with hips and curves to make any man’s imagination run wild. She is a fit woman, regularly visiting the gym. Her E cup breasts would always attract attention, whether in the board room, the gym or the supermarket.
They were sat at opposite ends of the restaurant, both with their respected partners. She keeps glancing over to him, smiling, twirling her hair. He could only smile and occasionally send a cheeky wink her way. Both have been having a dry spell in their relationships, and even though they had never met each other, there was an instant attraction and sexual chemistry between them.
She looked over to the toilets, smirking, running her thumb across her lips. Their intuition taking over, he excused himself to go to the lavatory, shortly followed by this sexual magnet of a woman. He went into the men’s and waited just for a few seconds as she came charging in.
Saturday morning, Jeff is waking up from his heavy night out, moaning and groaning as he stretches and opens his eyes, feeling across the bed but only hits an empty unslept side of the bed. Waking up alone in bed is a frequent occurrence for Jeff as his wife is a successful business woman who frequently travels the globe speaking at conferences and increasing business. Jeff works in marketing and is successful in his own right, but generally he is the one left at home. They have no kids as Rachel is always travelling but they have discussed the possibility once she is satisfied with her business.