Lonely Sunday Night in a Hotel Room  

five_speed 41M
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8/29/2005 6:05 pm

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Lonely Sunday Night in a Hotel Room

Well, here I am, in my hotel room. It cost a bit more than I wanted to spend, but this place is the closest to where I need to be at 8:30 Monday morning, and I know from the last time I was here that rush hour traffic is INSANE. I don’t know my way around very well, so I don’t mind the extra money for the peace of mind I get from being so close to my final destination.

This room is nice. It has a big bathroom and a little kitchenette. There’s a cushy couch in front of the TV. I thought about turning on the TV, but I haven’t watched TV since I sold mine in May, and I’ll sure there still isn’t anything worth watching.

The big bed is a welcome sight. I went without furniture in my new apartment for another month so I could finance the repairs at mom and dad’s camp, and I don’t regret doing it, but I am a little tired of sleeping on that narrow fold-out army cot I’ve been using since June. Tonight will be the first night I’ve slept in a bed in three months. Too bad orientation is at 8:30. I’d lay here until they kicked me out if I could.

I went to the food-mart across the street, grabbed a few muffins and a juice for breakfast in the morning. Then came back here to unpack the few things I brought. I ironed my shirt and slacks with the hotel iron. The damn thing leaked. I knew I should have brought my own iron, but I couldn’t find it. 75% of my stuff is still packed in 45 gallon Tupperware totes, but there will be a reckoning when I get home. I’m going to tear that place apart when I get back.

At this moment, I am calm. The bed feels wonderful; the MP3 juke box just finished “Peaceful Easy Feeling” by the Eagles and started “Traveling Man” by Bob Seger. I have a belly full of T-bone steak, and I’m writing while I unwind and prepare to take the next step in the process required for my Dream Job. Life couldn’t get much better…

This is a big bed, though, and it seems very empty with just me in it. I don’t know what it is about hotel rooms, but I am always so turned on when I am in one. My hydraulics started building up pressure as soon as I walked into the room. Does this happen to anyone else, or is it just me?

Wow, the shower is huge too ‒ with lots of steel bars mounted to the walls at various angles…. These hotels never run out of hot water, either. I think I might have an idea for my next erotic story!

Ana_6973 43F

8/29/2005 7:50 pm

Hmmm, hotel shower sex.......

~~"I can scream as loud as your last one, but I can't claim innocence."~~

five_speed 41M

8/29/2005 9:06 pm

yeah, ana... hot, steamy, hotel shower sex. Gonna have to write a little story about the sex I didn't get to have this weekend...

five_speed 41M

8/30/2005 7:19 am

huny, I hope it doesn't drive you crazy. I didn't think I was ever going to get to sleep. You see, I normally fall asleep laying face down, but due to my aroused state I had to try to sleep on my back. It was terrible, just terrible!

five_speed 41M

8/30/2005 7:25 am


They're my favorites too. If I should ever find my way in your neck of the woods on business and I'm in a hotel room all by my lonesome again, can I give you a call? I'm sure we could find some way to pass the time.

five_speed 41M

8/30/2005 5:21 pm

ok. I'll be sure to let you know, should I ever be out that way!

five_speed 41M

8/31/2005 9:27 am

I don't know what I did, but I am honored to be the first. I'll hold you to it too, in the unlikely event I ever find myself in your vicinity, and I promise to do my very best to ensure you don't regret it! If all else fails, maybe we can just go to the movies!

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