Not that she was a lush, mind, but I had decided I wanted to be sober for this.We chatted amiably as she finished her drink and started in on the one ...'d brought her. Names, jobs, likes and dislikes, all that meaningless bullshit people talk about together. I said something funny andwhile she was laughing, I reached over under the table to pat her thigh, all friendly-like. Mm, I thought, nice, warm, thick legs, soft but not fat... very nice. I left my hand there and took another sip of my. “Ya. With the jet lag and all the, Ah, Ah, action last night I am wiped out” I explained. “Ok Tom. When you get back into the room I will leave and let you get some rest. You need it” she said. “Ok Mary. Thanks” We talked for another half hour and made plans to get together for lunch the next day with Alice. When we went back to the room the Maids had finished cleaning so we went in. Mary walked to the desk by the window. “oops, I forgot something” she said. I looked on the desk and. Normally refusal of help came easily; after all, I valued my independence. His disarming genuine manner and aura of integrity caused me to put those thoughts aside to graciously accept his assistance. Our third meeting came when he knocked on my door to introduce himself, politely asking if instead of eating at the motel restaurant alone I’d like to join him at a nearby Chinese restaurant. Something lovely about him, including the impression that he was not hitting up on me, made me accept his. " She whispered back, erotic and breathy. I figured it was my chance to touch her silken hair and slowly reached out to scratch her back. She arched her shoulders and pulled aside her beautiful hair, "Oohh, yes that's it... right there... that's the spot."I could feel myself stiffen as her words created a fantasy within my own mind, words that I longed to hear from my own bed chamber. I continued to scratch her back, where I could make out the slight rise of her bra strap, it was this that was.