We had a quick trip this weekend that turned into a fun trip. Early in the week my wife asked if I would go to a continuing education seminar in a city roughly three hours away. I said I'm traveling Friday and did not want to get back on the road again. After some negotiations I agreed to drive early Saturday to get her there by nine a.m. I had absolutely no expectations because she said that any fun exposures someone she knows may see her. The hotel that hosted the seminar was booked. I found one about fifteen minutes away and booked Saturday night.
After my wife sleeping the entire drive we arrived at our hotel early. She dropped me off and headed to the seminar. After some crying and pleading the hotel allowed me to check in early at nine a.m. I wanted a room facing the front on the top floor, eighth. I got a room facing the back on the second floor. I open the curtains and see nothing. There's two rows of parking with a one way drive splitting them. There's a wooden fence in front of the opposite row of parking a few feet up a rise. My window is facing the back of a row of connected buildings. It's like they saved this hotel on the furthest point they could on the back of the property. Disappointed, I went to sleep.
I woke up at noon walked to get a hamburger and back to the hotel for the bar and March madness basketball. The bartender was opening as I sat. He turned the TV on basketball and proceeded opening the bar. For the first two hours it was just David the bartender and myself watching the games. I got to know him. David was retired military, fifty six years old, widower of three years, wife passed of cancer. Two kids, both boys in thee military. He started bartending a year ago to meet people. We got along well despite the age difference. He said he is there for every Saturday from noon till midnight or later if busy.
Another factor is the hotel is booked by three travel busses of seventy year old travelers that spend zero time in the bar. From noon till four we were essentially alone watching games and getting to know each other. He would take breaks and come out back to smoke when I did. When I b*tched about the view from my room he said at least it's somewhat private. I actually had a surprisingly good time drinking smoking and getting to know David.
Around five my wife called. She picked me up and we went out to eat. I spent the next hour or so listening to all the boring details of the seminar. I did tell her how much I enjoyed visiting with the bartender. We got back to the hotel. She wated to change into more comfortable clothes. I walked her to the elevators and said I was going out back to smoke. As I was finishing my cigarette I get a text. She asked you still out back smoking. I text yes. She said, want a flash before I get dressed. Yes. She asked if anyone was around, no. She must have been beside the widow. I look at our window. She steps into the widow, full frontal naked. She sees me and smiles waving. Before I could wave back the smile left and she stepped out of the window. My phone rang. She was talking really fast. She said, I just flashed two hispanic guys on the other side of the fence.
Rather than look around she stepped in the window looking for me. She said she saw movement and the two guys were walking from an open door smiling toward the fence looking at her. I'm just inside now laughing. She starts laughing and said she would be down after she gets dressed. I order us each a drink and talk to David about where we ate. After I said, so much for privacy out back. I tell him what my wife did. He called me a name and said the one time I go smoke without him. We both made fun of the occasion. My wife finally returned. She was looking smoking hot in black leggings and a somewhat fitted blue workout shirt braless. David couldn't keep his eyes off her as she would visit the restroom over the next three hours.
Skipping some details. While watching games she started wanting to bet as she drank. She lost three. First she had to remain naked till checkout. Second she could not touch the curtains. The last bet was on free-throws. She said that if the next six free-throws were made I had to walk from the room to the ice machine and back naked. I agreed and made the same for her. Five made in a row. She was loud and cheering. When a commercial she ran to the restroom. David asked who she was cheering for. I told him all the bets and if another free-throw is made I'm screwed. Next Free-throw attempt both David and I are cheering for a miss. It was. My wife asked David why was he cheering. He said I told him the bet.
After the game she ordered a room drink ad David happily complied. She said she had to go get the bet done and take a shower. There was old folks everywhere. We got off on our floor and looked for the ice machine. It was at the far end. Ten rooms on each side away in a side cubby. We got in the room and she stripped. She got our collapsible cooler and went to the door. She kept closing it laughing saying there's old people in and out everywhere. Negotiations. I agreed to let her walk out wrapped in a towel to the ice machine room but had to drop it on the way back. She also wrapped her dry hair in a towel. I stood at our door watching. She walked past several older ladies and men. She disappeared into the cubby. I could hear the machine. Also the elevator stopped and out walked three older gentlemen. They looked like an older version of the three stooges. One white short fat bald man. One white short skinny man with a bad black hair piece. One black man tall with short cut black hair. They are laughing and talking all at once loudly.
My heart is racing as they turn towards my wife's direction. She exits the room into the hallway. I see her smile as she walked. I. Hear one of the men say, "well hello beautiful". She is holding the towel together under her arm. She answered saying thank you before stumbling on her flip-flop. The towel drops and the cooler hits the floor. They continue to walk up to her as she is gathering her towel and cooler. She stands cooler in one hand and the towel in the other. She pauses and the covers her front. They actually apologized for startling her. She tells them it was her clumsy fault. She said and I quote, "I guess it's too late for modesty". She drops her hand holding the towel. Again quote as she is naked in front of three very quiet men, "you boys have a good night". She walks past covering nothing. They watched her ass quietly to our door. She turns facing them again waves and quote,"goodnight". When she closed the door we heard them hooting back at her.
She jumped on the bed laying flat laughing. She was so proud and happy. I said you just made their entire trip. She was really excited and if I would have suggested she would have spent the remainder of the night in the window. She asked if I was going back to the bar. I said if it's OK. She said we can text.
I will finish tomorrow.
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