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rendezvous in a hotel, not going out for drinks. That meant she was dressing for looks and not comfort. She removed the bra and pulled a lacier one from the drawer. It wasn’t as comfortable, but it was a damn sight sexier. This is about sex. Nothing more, nothing less. Of course, if something more did come from it, that would be great, too, but she wasn’t holding her breath. It wasn’t like people joined those websites looking for long-term commitment.
    She winced as she remembered the message she’d originally sent. That certainly hadn’t been the type of message someone looking for commitment would send.
    “Well, if I’m going to do this, I may as well go the whole hog.”
    She slipped off her panties and slid on a pair of skimpy silk ones. The material was smooth against her pussy, sending sensations that were hopefully a taste of things to come. She slid her index finger down the front of her underwear, watching herself in the mirror as she teased her clit. She took a sharp breath. God, she was so sensitive! The mysterious ‘C’ wouldn’t have to try that hard to make her come.
    “Though hopefully he’ll try anyway.”
    She pulled on a slinky blouse and a black skirt that clung to her hips and bottom, and called for a cab before heading into the lounge and finishing her glass of wine. Just the one—she wanted to remember the night—but it was enough to steady her frayed nerves. She dropped onto the sofa and let out another long breath.
    “I can do this. I can do this.”
    She thought of the picture that ‘C’ had put on the website. His taut chest, his bulging biceps…Would he be as appreciative of her as she was of him? There’s only one way to find out. And stop worrying! She knew Alison would agree. She also knew that she needed to do this. Not for the sex, though that was an important part, but to prove she could do this.
    A car horn honked ten minutes later. Michelle picked up her bag, checked she had everything, and headed out the door.
     
    * * * *
     
    Craig arrived at the hotel early so he could check in before ‘M’ arrived. He pulled his truck into the valet parking area and tossed the keys to the guy who approached and took his ticket. The valet drove off in his truck, leaving Craig with no means of escape.
    He steeled himself and headed inside to the reception. The woman behind the door was friendly, but given that he was booked for one night and told her that his lady friend would be arriving separately, Craig held no illusions that she was unaware as to what was going on.
    She handed him the key with a smile and directed him to the elevator, and he was glad to be heading away from her before his blush came into full effect. The elevator appeared quickly, and Craig was soon on the fourth floor. He found the room easily enough and headed inside.
    The room was larger than he’d expected, and seemed well laid out. There was even a decent view of the lake across the road. Not that he expected either of them would be admiring the cityscape.
    The bed was large and soft, and the pillows seemed comfortable enough. Again, he doubted they’d be sleeping, but maybe after she left he’d hang around and spend the night. At least then he wouldn’t be immediately bugged by Jack as soon as he stepped through the door.
    He patted his back pocket for the fifth time in ten minutes. Its contents were still there.
    “I can do this,” he muttered, as he tapped a finger against the condom wrapper. “It’s just sex.”
    Someone knocked on the door.
     
    * * * *
     
    Michelle fought the urge to bolt. She’d arrived early so she could set Alison up at the bar with a few free drinks, and was pretty sure she’d seen ‘C’ disappear into the elevator just as she came out of the restaurant. The receptionist had confirmed it by telling her she’d just missed her partner. Michelle had smiled and tried not to turn crimson.
    Now she was standing in front of the door to the hotel room, her friend’s advice