Date: 9/15/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: mrotis, Source: LushStories
It was the third Thursday of the month. I had checked into the hotel alone; she was running late. I headed to the second floor. We always booked the same room on the second floor. Gemma and I had been lovers for more than two years. We had been introduced at a business reception and immediately hit it off. We both found the party boring, so we got really drunk. After leaving to have dinner, we decided we fancied each other and got a room for the evening. For several months, we could not get enough of each other even though we were both ‘happily’ married. The sex was just too good. Eventually, we settled into a routine: the third Thursday afternoon of every month. While we loved each other, we were both comfortable with our respective spouses and families. We did not want to lose each other, but we weren’t willing to risk all that we already had. As I walked down the corridor, I saw the housekeeper arranging linen in the cupboard. She looked up and gave me a big smile. She had seen Gemma and me come to the same room regularly, but she never batted an eye. It was a luxury hotel where the staff were taught to respect the guests, especially regulars. It probably didn’t hurt that Gemma told me each month to leave the maid a big tip because we had “messed up the bed”. "Please let me know if there is anything I can do for you,” the housekeeper said with a pleasing Eastern European accent. “Extra towels, anything at all. It’s no trouble.” I nodded, said thanks and continued down the ...