My male clothes (myonly pair of male clothes) were lying on the dresser next to the door.While I sat still, basking in the glow of the feeling I was e...periencing,he picked up my clothes, and took them with him, exiting with a smile anda wink. The reality of the situation didn't dawn on me at first. I wasstuck in this hotel room, with no male clothing, and semen dripping downmy dress. I ran outside onto the balcony just in time to see him gettingin his car. In my most feminine voice. He was about 5’-10”, beer belly, thick glasses, and horrendous breath.Peter was in his 20’s, an IT guy who acted like he was a gift to women. The 5’-2” twerp never showered, at least that is what it smelled like. He wore tight jeans to show off his puny ass. He wore tight shirts to show off his muscles, though a person would need a magnifying glass to see them.The second change in her routine was the two changes of clothes she brought with her. First, there was the bag of ‘casual clothes she. It then dawned upon me who she was. She was the school librarian that my wife had told me about. It seems that when she went to the school to pick up our son the other day, she ran into this woman. The woman had asked her to come to her office in the library and had closed the door, which was uncommon. She then proceeded to question my wife on the rumor she had heard about her. My wife sat very primly for a minute then opened her legs a little, giving the librarian a peek at her bare cunt.. I’m in room 232.’ ‘Okay, I’ll be there in a bit.’ ‘K, see you soon!’ Hanging up I set about making the final preparations. The bubbly I bought was an exquisite brand that tasted fantastic. It was well chilled from having sat in my vehicle all morning. I opened the bottle and poured two glasses, setting them on the table, along with the fruit tray I had purchased. Yes they weren’t real champagne glasses, but they would do. Turning my attention to the bed I turned down the covers and then lit the.