’ Then, without warning, he turned around and headed for the hotel room door, roughly jamming his keycard into the slot. Hurrying to after him, she ...caught the door with the palm of her hand, the sound of the wood slapping against her flesh echoing loudly in the hallway. Pushing the door open, she followed him in, her heart jamming hard against her chest when he stalked to the closet and yanked his suitcase from its confines. Was he leaving? He couldn’t seriously be leaving because of all of. I wanted to be comfortable while I waited for their phone call, but also I didn't want to have to put on a bunch of clothes afterwards. So I dressed myself in a pair of sweatpants (no panties) and a Hooded Sweatshirt (no bra) and I wore my Ugg's (no socks).They called me about an hour after I spoke to them the first time, said to meet them at a nearby hotel, and gave me the room number.I pulled into the Hotel's parking lot, and just sat in my car for 20mins or so, debating on whether to go in. It felt so good. She lay there for the longest time. She knew he was in his study doing more drinking. She thought she heard him on the phone too, probably with his mistress, if he had one. She didn't know.She would wait till he went into bed and would sneak downstairs and watch an old movie on video. Then crawl into bed when she knew he was fast asleep. Another one of his rages she just couldn't face tonight! She lay there in the warm water thinking of the pleasant day she had with Greg on the. He looked up and began to blush again, but this time he didn't turn away from her. She smiled deeply and turned to fetch the blanket and pillow, but not before she looked at his crotch and showed her own admiration. She walked down the darkened hallway a little ways, stopping a closet to find an extra blanket and pillow, leaving her toy on the shelf. From half way down the hallway you could see into the middle of the den. And as she approached she saw that Dennis had just gotten his wet jeans.