Back in the hotel room, Sarah is trying on her dresses when there’s a knock at the door. She goes to the door expecting it to be Louis, “is the key not workin dumbass,” she says, but no answer. She opens the door and sees a box on the floor with a note
Written on the note, it says, “Wear this for me.”
What the hell, she thinks as she looks down the corridor but nothing. She gets the box in the door, goes to the bed, and unwraps a black cocktail dress. Just as she is about to try it on, she hears the door and hurriedly wraps it up and puts it in the wardrobe. “I don’t want Louis seeing this yet.” Deep down, she knew it wasn’t from him but was waiting to hear if he mentioned it. Louis, flustered from what had happened in the sauna, just says, “I need the toilet,” and goes in there. It gives Anna the chance to try on the dress that this mystery person has delivered to her.
Oh My God, she says to herself as the dress fit perfectly, accentuating all her curves and encompassing her impressive breasts so much that she fears they may break through. She admires herself in the full-length mirror, wondering who in the world the dress was for. Was it the wrong room? If Louis had bought it, he would have mentioned it, and this clearly cost a fortune so she would have killed him for buying it. Then her mind wanders slightly. No, it couldn’t have been? The only other person who has seen her, interacted with her and would have been able to guess her figure, Gerrit? Why…..why did he want me to wear this? She takes off the dress and puts it back in the box and sits on the bed, turning the TV on and clicking through stations, her mind racing, wondering what this meant.
In the bathroom, Louis mind races. He wonders how he is going to get through the meal without giving away that he has seen both women at the table, naked. “Oh god, what if her husband knows?” he worries. He can’t get out of the dinner, or Sarah will start asking questions, so he decides to himself that he will go and just listen and keep his mind open.
A few hours pass, Sarah takes out the dress and puts it on, as well as her favourite pair of black heels. “Wow, I don’t remember that one,” says Louis. “You don’t pay attention, do you? I bought it weeks ago,” Sarah says, biting her lip through the lie. She knew she could say it as it was obvious at that point Louis wasn’t the one who bought it so it Must have been the guy with the amazing green eyes that she cannot get out of her head. Louis puts on his trousers, shoes, and a shirt that Sarah picked out for him, “very sexy,” she says as they head to the restaurant. The hostess shows them to the table where Anna and Gerrit already were. Gerrit stands up, his eyes widen at the fact Sarah is wearing the dress. A little smirk appears on his face as she looks at him, right then, knowing he bought it. “Sit,please,” he says, trying not to give anything away. “This is my wife Anna” her face pops up from her phone to realise the person sitting in front of her saw her full figure a few hours back and judging by the look on his face, he’s still remembering every curve, every bead of sweat that dripped down her chest to her navel every breath that she made and she fucking loved that power. Sitting down, Gerrit had already ordered a bottle of 1928 Krug for the table. “It’s a big night,” he exclaimed. My work went quicker than expected, so the next few days are going to be for pleasure. As if simultaneously, Sarah’s eyes met his and Louis’ with Anna. “We have a meeting tomorrow, but then after that, it will be a stress free week for us too,” Sarah says. “Perfect, we can get to know more about each other then,” Anna says, looking at Sarah but chucks a sly look at Louis. The main meals turn up as Gerrit orders another bottle, as they are eating Louis, startled by a foot climbing up his inside left leg, does his best not to bring attention to the fact that the blonde bombshell in front of him, who isn’t his girlfriend, has her foot out of her stiletto and is now expertly swirling her leg on his now bulging area. “Are you ok?” says Sarah, “yea, just a little spicy, got caught off guard,” Louis says while Anna does her best angel impression. Louis excuses himself and goes to the bathroom to try to compose himself and wonder just how he got himself into this and how he gets himself out. Anna, a little tipsy, also excuses herself and heas for the toilet.
“I knew you would look stunning in that,” said Gerrit.
“Thank you, but why did you buy it? It must have cost a fortune,” Sarah said sheepishly. “I’m sure by now you have figured out, if I want something, I usually get it,” said Gerrit in a firm but fair tone. Sarah looks away shy, but she can feel butterflies in her stomach that she didn’t get with Louis. She feels bad but only for a second as Gerrit says, “I couldn’t stop thinking about you after we met in the corridor, and so I have to admit I followed you to engineer that meeting at the clothing store”. “I kinda new deep down,” Sarah says. But we both have partners, and it wouldn’t be right.
You let me worry bout that he says, leaning forward and planting a kiss right on her clavicle with such sensitivity that it’s like he knew her body already. She pushes him away slightly taken back by it but says “we can keep talking but please respect that I have a boyfriend and I don’t wanna hurt him” “I understand” is all Gerrit says but the tone makes it sound like he loves the challenge.
Back in the restaurant lavatory, Louis is composing himself. He gets outside the door, and Anna is waiting for him in the corridor. She pushes him against the wall and kisses him passionately. Part of him wants to pull away, but he kisses back fully as he can feel the blood running back to his area. Anna traces her hand up and down his impressive cock as she whispers “tomorrow, in the sauna, I’m having you” he is taken aback by how upfront she is being, considering they are at a meal with both respective partners but he says nothing, nods to her that he acknowledges and goes back to the table, probably looking more flustered than when he got up. Anna goes to the powder room, fixes her lipstick, and heads back after. “So, we didn’t get to talk much before,” Gerrit says. What is it your doing here in town? ” “I am starting a new job soon with VPI Power here in Edinburgh.” She says proudly, “Oh really, owned by Vitol group, aren’t they Gerrit?” Anna says. “Yes, I believe so. Do you know the company? ” Sarah says, surprised. “Considering Gerrit is the VP of Vitol, he should do,” Anna laughs. Taken back by this, Sarah says “well that is very good to know. Hopefully, I’ve made a good impression.” Gerrit nods, confirming, as Louis still has one eye looking at Anna and doesn’t fully hear what’s said. After desserts are demolished, Gerrit has 2 1937 Glenfiddichs for him, and Louis bought to the table, and the ladies finish off the bottle of Krug. Picking up his glass and swishing it over the solitary icecube he asks “maybe after your meeting tomorrow we can all catch up” Louis not used to single malts mirrors the actions of Gerrit but taking a sip he says how smooth it is. He looks to Sarah for confirmation, who says “yes I don’t see why not.”
They share the lift up to their adjacent rooms and, after sharing pleasantries, go inside their respective rooms