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I was used to traveling, I did it as part of my job. It didn’t hurt that I was single so it gave me time away from the office. Plus, the hotels always had a decent gym so I could continue working on my physique. I won’t lie, since the divorce several years ago I had learned to focus on myself and what made me happy. And I found a lot of things made me happy. I was flying through Atlanta and had to change planes with a couple of hours in between. Unfortunately the weather turned ugly and all flights going out were grounded. I was used to this, so I called a couple of the hotels and was lucky to find one that still had a room. I waited for the hotel van along with about a dozen others. Once at the hotel I got online along with a bunch of other weary travelers. While I was checking in I saw this man next to me trying to get a room. But alas, the hotel was full and there weren’t any more rooms. As he turned our eyes met, and I heard him turn back and as if he could get a ride back to the airport. I felt bad for him since he isvecbahis looked lost and already looked like a drenched rat. Granted a good looking drenched rat. He was shaking his head as he walked past me and I turned to watch him head for the door. Nice view from the back too. I got my room key and started to head for the elevator. Then paused and turned to the main doors. I walked up to him and hesitated, but he noticed my reflection in the glass. He turned and smiled. “Sorry to bother you, but I couldn’t help but overhear that there were no more rooms. Please don’t take this the wrong way, but my room has two beds. I have been stuck in the airport before and it is never fun. We could get a drink and a bite if you want?” He grinned. “Normally I am not sure how I would respond, but a drink, food, and most importantly – a bed. Sounds incredible. And since the last time I got stuck at the airport I spent hours with a priest. Well, even if you snore it can’t be that bad.” I laughed and turned towards the bar noticing that isveçbahis giriş all he was carrying was a computer bag. Just like me. We had a couple of drinks over a decent dinner and then headed up to the room. What entered and stood their staring. “I swear it was supposed to have double beds!” He laughed and said, “No worries, buddy. I don’t snore either.” “Go and freshen up first if you want. I should let my office know and do some rescheduling.” He put his bag down, pulled off his sport coat and turning unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it and the undershirt off also. In the bathroom mirror I got a glimpse of his muscled chest and had to grin. There were several tattoos there and on his side and arms. As my eyes wandered down across his tight back and ass I looked up and saw him smiling in the mirror at me. I grinned back and picked up my cell phone quickly firing off several emails to my assistant. I tried to focus on what I was doing but was distracted by the running shower. My fingers paused over the keyboard as isveçbahis yeni giriş I imagined him standing under the hot water. I shook the vision free and finished my emails. I looked up as he passed in front of the partially open bathroom door. He was drying his hair as he walked giving me an amazing view of most of the rest of him. “You can come on in yourself if you want. We are about to share a bed, no reason to be shy.” You didn’t have to tell me twice. Not with that half, okay totally naked, man in there. I stripped off my shirt and undershirt, shoes, and socks. Then padded into the bathroom seeing him standing there with the towel wrapped around his waist. He looked at me in the mirror and grinned. “You planning on showering in those pants?” I just laughed, turned on the shower and finished undressing. I stepped into the stall shower with the glass walls and turned my back to him. I showered and let the hot water run over my body trying to forget about the sexy man who was going to be in my bed. I still couldn’t quite tell if sex was on the table. Then I turned and smiled. He was leaning against the sink watching me, the bulge under the towel quite obvious. He walked over, grabbing a towel and placing it on the towel rack of the door.
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