I used to absolutely loathe traveling for business. I work in real estate and some travel is part of the game, but it’s usually by myself and the days consist of walking through tired buildings with a bunch of middle age men. Fortunately, as you get more successful, you get some support.
I was slated to go see a client in a neighboring state for just a night to help with some site selection. Luckily for me, I was able to have a traveling buddy for the journey. Jen was in her late twenties, had long dark hair and a smoking body. I was definitely not complaining that she was on the trip. Jen and I worked a lot together on projects so we had become quite close. The drive down was pretty uneventful. We had the typical topics of discussion, nothing to risqué. After all, we were on a business trip and wanted to keep it professional, at least for a while.
So we spent the day looking at property and got back to our hotel around 6. We were both pretty beat from the day. We agreed to go up to our respective rooms and get casual then meet for a bite to eat.