Post Reception Surprise

Although I wasn’t expecting much of anything I slipped on the lingerie that I packed and a terri clothe bath robe supplied by my hotel. After a couple of hours I had lost hope and was ready to drift off to dreamland when I heard a faint knock on my door… It startled me and I froze… then I heard another knock.. This time a little louder. My heart was racing and I knew I didn’t order room service. I got up and opened the door and there stood Evan with a bottle of wine, wearing a shy boyish grin and a hint of cologne. He was dressed in a pair of Levi’s that were a tad loose due to his long legs and slender frame and a black form fitting dress shirt.

I invited him and told him that I hope he didn’t mind I was in my bathrobe. We sat down on the couch and finished off the bottle of wine. My inhibitions had relaxed and I asked Evan to make himself comfortable as I dimmed the lights. I suggested we move over to the bedroom (it’s a suite) As Evan stood up, I touched his chest which felt like solid block of plank wood and started to unbutton his shirt.