Megan sits on her bed snuggling the orca balloon and realizes that she is incredibly horny.
"I need to put you away for a minute sweet little whale. You can watch though if you want to." She says gently pushing the whale off the bed in to the corner of the room. She rises from the bed and picks up her cell phone.
"Lets see. Who is going to answer a booty call at this time of night." She says flipping through her address book. A ha! Nathan.
She met him a few days ago when she was out eating in the hotel restaurant. He introduced himself and they chatted for a few minutes. He was a student at the local college, in to various sports, living alone in the apartment, and in town on vacation looking to relax. She would have pinned him as gay with a face like his, and a story like his, but she knew right away he wasnt after their conversation. He couldnt take his eyes off her and practically undressed her with his gaze.
He gave her his number, and she had never called him. She recognized him as a one night stand type of guy who was more interested in how his own abs looked than what she thought about anything. Better than my ten best friends though, she thinks as she hits dial on her phone and listens for him to pick up.
"Hey Megan. Hows it going?" His voice answers. She hates it when people look at the caller ID and greet her by name. Its too wierd and familiar.
"Hey Nathan. I just got back from a few days at a resort and the whole time I was there I didnt meet anybody fun. I was just having a glass of wine here and thought it would be so much more exciting to have a glass of wine with a friend. Want to come up? You arent busy are you?" she trailed off with that perfect female implication that even if he was busy he should come anyway because this was a limited time offer while supplies last.
"No. Just watching the game on TV. I would love a glass of wine and some company. I'll be up in a minute." He said, sounding as non-chalant as possible.
"Great. Buh bye." She hung up before he said anything and went to the mirror and fixed her hair. What she was wearing was fine, she didnt expect to be wearing it for too long.
She walked in to the small entry way of her hotel room and sits on the little sofa setting up two glasses and opening a bottle of red wine from her courtesy bar. 40 dollars. Ouch. Oh well it would be worth it, she smiles thinking about him.
A knock sounds at the door. Megan rises and from her room she sees the cans of spray sitting on her dresser. It would be a fun night indeed.