If it matters I’ve been on the flip side of that coin. Work sometimes sends me out of town for extended periods, and unless I hook up with somebody ...n a local chatroom, my nights are spent eating meals by myself at nearby restaurants, watching the occasional movie and hanging out in my hotel, maybe for a drink at the bar or a jerkoff session in my room.Heck, sometimes life works out that way even when I’m not traveling. That was my predicament one recent Saturday afternoon when I looked around. However, I did notice her somewhat larger breasts through her shirt and tie. She was one of the drink servers we'd seen during our meals. Her long brunette hair, dark brown eyes, and the cutest dimples when she smiled, made her stand out from the rest of the female members of the crew.We started talking as she checked the coffee maker and tidied up around it. I decided to try my flirting, complimenting her and asking her questions, trying to get to know her. She seemed to enjoy the attention as. Kate licked her lips and walked towards him.“Hey sexy. You’re a sexy thing, aren’t you?”“It’s your lucky day. Want to have some fun?”“You said we’d fuck. Where do you want to go?”“We could get a room?”“How about under the boardwalk? I’m still working.”“Sure. Under the boardwalk is cool. I’m Kate by the way.”“John. Nice to meet you. You’re so hot!”John and Kate walked down by the water and then under the boardwalk. He seemed to know exactly where to go. Kate was sure he was a player and. I push the bushes aside and enter a nice, clear space with a small brook and some boulders.“Looks like I found a place for tonight.” I say to myself.As the sun sets and the stars begin to show themselves in the clear sky, I leave my small enclave and head for dinner at the resort. The facilitator announces that he’ll be checking our rooms later in the evening to make sure everyone’s where they’re supposed to be. I don’t want to return to the cabin, but if I’m not there when the facilitator.