As the day went on, and Sheila had some time away from the old men, she lost her nerve. She was married. She loved her husband. Once she got working and stopped being horny she realized that fucking two old men was gross. She had her fun. But that was it. She may have taken some things a little far, but it was justified in her mind. She didn't think her husband had ever cheated on her, but he had porn. A lot of porn. Since they had been married he had always watched porn. And she was fine with that. In the beginning of the marriage they even watched some together. But she just wasn't into it. And she had the feeling that Kyle would rather watch it and beat off alone. Everyone needs some fantasy in their lives. So she was fine with hubby watching porn when she wasn't around.
But in five years of marriage and several more of dating she had no outlet. No porn. No wild fantasy. She didn't even think of other guys when her and Kyle had sex. So today she may have acted out a little. Maybe a lot. But in all this time it's all she's done. Kyle has cheated in his mind hundreds of thousands of times by now. So they had to be even. She hoped.
But only if she stopped here. So when her lunch break came she decided to forget about room 480 and two lecherous old men and go get some food. Or rather have some food sent to her. She called down to room service from the bar phone and had them send up a small salad for her. She wasn't that hungry. And she was lean, but if she wanted to stay that way she'd have to stick to healthy foods. The bar only had a customer or two lurking around having the odd cocktail before leaving, so Sheila ate her salad at the bar. Robert came by once or twice to harass her. Mainly by telling her to "go get a real meal" or to "put some chicken on that damned thing at least". Other than that she was left alone.
And now since she had such a light lunch and didn't have to travel to get it, she had plenty of time to waste in the back alley smoking cigarettes and playing on her cell phone. You know, important stuff. It could be worse. She could be committing adultery.
The back alley was a nice little hang out. You could smoke and be left alone. You could smoke up front by the lobby entrance but then you get the guests that walk through your smoke and tell you that you'll get cancer or they cough like they can't believe you don't care that you're giving them cancer. In the alley you could be unmolested. Except maybe earlier when the Jim and Neal were molesting her.
Sheila pushed such thoughts from her mind and made her way to the alley. She was trying not to make herself horny so she could behave. She was definitely not trying to think about how there was still time to go to room 480.
She had smoked about half of her first cigarette when the back door that connected to the kitchen opened. The way the hotel was set up the bar and kitchen were separate and had different doors to the back alley at opposite ends of the brick wall. So even on days when some of the cooks came out to smoke (and for some reason they all seemed to smoke) they were far enough away to be left alone if they wished.
Today wasn't going to work out that way. Sheila noticed as the door opened one of the dishwashers walked out and looked around briefly then started towards her. She had met him a few times. He was Javier. A young Mexican about 21 years old. He lived at home in a house close by. They didn't know each other well, but from what she remembered he was always nice to her.
"Hey, Shelly right?" the young man asked in a thick Mexican accent.
"Sheila," She corrected him.
"Oh yeah yeah yeah, I'm sorry 'bout that. Hey man, you think I can bum a smoke from you?"
"Yeah, it's Javier right?" She asked as she fished a smoke out of her pack for him.
"Si"
They shared a smoke in silence for a minute then he turned to her. "Ya know we're having a party this Friday night, you should come and bring all your hot little friends. Be kegs and tequila. The good shit too. Not that Jose Cuervo shit you gringo's pass off as tequila."
Sheila laughed. "I'll tell my husband that you called him my hot little friend."
"No no no chica, you know what I mean. Some single chicks. For me and my friends. You can bring your husband too if he wants. Friday night. My parents will be gone."
Sheila doubted that Kyle would want to go to a house party after work on Friday. But she thought it might be fun. Javier and his friends were a bit of a younger crowd, but that may be more fun then watching movies with her husband and reading until she fell asleep.
"OK I'll go."
"You know where I live right, green house one the corner of Nelson street right?" Javier asked.
"Yeah, you pointed it out at the Christmas party last year I think."
"OK, thanks for the smoke, see you Friday homes." And with that Javier went back inside.
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