I [m40] (at the time) was away on business and after the conference I ended up chatting with a sales rep from one of our suppliers. She, Rosie, was in her mid forties, well dressed and quite attractive. She had a full figure as could be expected for a mother of two who she spoke about as well as her husband. I too am married with kids, so we got on very well after the usual business chat.
We were both due to stay in the hotel for another night before flying home the following day. Time passed easily with her and we soon found ourselves the only ones left in the bar and a grumpy barman glaring at us to leave so he could go home.
I offered her a nightcap in my room. I never travel without an emergency bottle of something. My intentions were honourable with no ulterior motive other than a companion to drink with.
We were soon in my room, laying on a double bed each, with a glass from the bathroom each, topped up with port.