[EnigmaofSorrow]

After dinner, we headed back to the car and drove off.

Me: Where are we going?

D: It's a surprise.

Me: What's the occasion?

D: Surprise.

Me: Can't you tell me and I'll act surprised later on?

D: Right. Where's the fun in that?

Me: Ok.

We headed to the ECP and Diane gunned the engine again.

A few minutes later, she exited at Prince Edward Road and somehow we ended up at M Hotel.

Me: This is new.

D: Huh?

Me: Usually it's the guy who brings the girl to the hotel...

She parked the car and dug into her purse, handing me a keycard.

D: So this how it works?

Me: Not really. Nice hotel though.

We took the lift to the allocated floor and navigated to the room. I inserted the keycard and we entered.

Me: Woah. It's a suite.

D: Uh huh...

Me: Why?

Diane said nothing but pressed her lips against mine.

D: Go in.

She literally pushed me in and shut the door. I wondered what was happening.

I scanned the living room and noticed a couple of bottles of hard liquor and mixes on the coffee table.

Diane opened the door to the suite and threw her purse onto the bed. I saw a trolley-luggage.

Me: You been here long?

D: Nope. Checked in this afternoon.

Me: So this is the surprise?

D: Part of it...

Me: What's the rest?

D: Why don't you settle down, pour yourself a drink, watch some TV or something? I'm gonna take a shower.

Me: Don't I get to shower too?

D: Not with me.

Me: Oh.

It was not that I was disappointed, but I guess I could not help myself.

D: There's no ice, so you may wanna call room service for a bucket.

Diane then shut the door. I heard the shower running as I flopped onto the couch.

I spied a lowball glass. It did not look like it came from the room. True enough, I spotted packaging from Ikea near the trash can.

I opened the bottle of Jim Beam, poured slightly more than a shot and downed it in a single gulp, feeling the burn down my throat.

I picked up the phone and dialed Room Service for a bucket of ice. There was no way I was going to drink all that shit neat.

The ice would take roughly 5 minutes so I opened the Hennesy and poured a shot.

The ice arrived and I poured a Hennesy Coke for myself.

Me: Do you want anything?

I doubt she heard me so I entered the bedroom and knocked on the bathroom door.

Me: You ok in there?

Suddenly the door opened and Diane pulled me in. It was slightly steamy but it was pretty obvious that all she was wearing was her birthday suit.

She took the glass from my hand and gulped down the contents.

I stared at her naked body.

Me: This is the first time I've seen you fully naked.

My eyes roamed from her slender shoulders to her definitely too large for her body breasts, to the baby fats on her tummy, to the curve of her hips, her slender thighs and toned calves. No matter how hard I tried not to, I was definitely getting a reaction.

Me: You look good enough to eat...

D: Literally, metaphorically, or sexually?

She slid up to me and placed my hand on her thigh, moving it inwards.

Me: Whichever way you want it...

D: I thought you didn't want to sleep with me?

Me: I think it's still early in our relationship, but you're making me horny.

D: The alcohol helps right?

Me: Do we really need this much?

D: Who cares?

Me: Erm.

D: Just go shower. I'll see you outside.

Me: Ok.

Diane left and I stripped. I originally intended to give her a striptease but she left. As I stepped into the shower, I thought I heard the doorbell ring.

I wondered what was happening.