A (true) story to share

A few years ago, I found myself in Chicago, in a well appointed hotel, killing time in the lobby. It was possibly my first time on 'tour'.  I can remember the ambiance well, it was one of those hotel lobbies that just screams sex. The air was thick in the hotel bar, as I entered, single men at the bar let their stares linger a little longer than they would simply passing me on the street. I love this dynamic. I love the sense that I am only 5 minutes away from being in their rooms, being thrown down onto their beds. They seem to be aware of this same possibility...and I like playing with this possibility.

Eventually I finish my drink, I realize I better be moving on...I have a date in 10 minutes, and he is waiting for me upstairs in his room. I make my way out of the bar, still dizzy with all the flirting and energy I stirred up in the lounge, I head to the gift shop for a distraction, something to cleanse my mental palate.

I'm eyeing up some postcards when I hear a voice asking for help from the cashier. "What is best for a headache? " he asks, taking in his options. The cashier has no advice to offer. I turn around to offer up my opinion, and the moment I meet his gaze, the room disappears for a moment. Of course I have already been primed for this sort of happening, but this chemistry was so intense and rushed in so quickly, I was made instantly shy, and was flabbergasted. He obviously feels it too, and says hi, while his eyes and body language said so much more. I'm overwhelmed, and impressed at the same moment, with this mans ability to make overwhelmed. How hot, and rare. I'm also telling myself...Maya, now is not the time. But the temptation to ditch my date and follow this man and this chemistry up to his room was huge. We lingered for a moment, the possibilities dancing across my mind. Eventually, my conscience manage to talk some sense into myself, and excuse myself from the shop.

I get a text a moment later...its my client. Thank god, I think. An excuse to be on better behavior.

"Meet you in the lobby? he asks

I agree. I'm standing at the elevators I text back, as the sexy stranger from the gift shop approaches again. I'm thinking...oh. trouble! temptation! lol

"Maya?" he asks?

A grin creeps across my face and a warmth spreads over my whole body. (well...to some parts more then others, admittedly)

Really? Oh my.....and yum!

Needless to say, our three hour date turned into an overnight.

How nice, hmnn?