So a couple of weeks ago before Christmas, I took about an hour flight to another major city on a Monday, to go visit some customers yesterday and today. I landed mid-morning, checked in to my hotel, grabbed some lunch and caught up on my missed emails, and then headed out to some short customer meetings.
I had been anxious to see Sydney because it’s been a week or so, so I invited her on this trip. Her finals were over the previous Friday, so I booked her a flight on points Monday afternoon and Tuesday morning to stay with me last night. So naturally, I couldn’t wait to get done with my last meeting because I knew my young little fuck toy was waiting for me.
When I got back to my hotel, she was already in my room (I had told the front desk to hold a key for her), and she was standing tan and naked in my bathroom fully made up and doing her hair.
When she hears me come in, she says “I didn’t get a chance to take a shower before the flight because I woke up at 11, but it won’t take me much longer. When is dinner?”