Short version – Recent erotic experience with a fellow hotel guest, no sex but some saucy release. Long-winded introduction, feel free to skip ahead to the saucy stuff if you like.
I have one of those jobs that takes me away from home often, for extended periods of a week up to a month. To protect my identity, I’ll just say that I’m usually in remote or third-world locations, where 90% of the other hotel guests are also professional travellers – everybody working on their laptops and tablets, out for meetings in the morning and back again for a lonely dinner at the hotel buffet. If you’re in a similar line of work, you will probably relate to the boredom and loneliness that comes from staying in anonymous hotels for travelling professionals, eating dinner for one at the same hotel, and maybe occasionally nodding a quiet “hello” to the other guests at breakfast. I usually try to break the boredom cycle by introducing myself and making small talk with the other guests – not necessarily in the hope of a hook-up but mostly because a bit of company makes the trip go faster. Occasionally, this might result in an interesting connection or friendship and even less frequently in a bit of excitement.