Nick shut the door behind her, and exhaled softly. Thank god she was finally alone, and could recover from the day's events.
She was hungry, but knew she could no longer eat a big steak or a whole pizza. She hadn't been a woman long enough to do the whole salad thing. She finally settled on a tuna sandwich, and called room service.
As she unpacked her suitcase and hung up her blouses and other clothes, she ate the sandwich and sipped a glass of white wine. Should she call Megan? No way, that slut, she had been sleeping with Doug and lying to Nick! Who knew how long that had been going on.
She felt dirty and sweaty. She decided to take a shower and go to bed early. As she was soaping herself in the hot shower, she couldn't help to be amazed by the sensation of the weight of her breasts, now freed from the support of her bra. Her skin was so smooth. The whole experience of taking a shower in a soft, smooth, unfamilar body was so sensuous.
She couldn't help but think back to the encounter on the plane. She soaped herself down "there" but was careful not to let her fingers linger. She felt an unfamilar yearning and sense of emptiness. Being a woman was stimulating, but unsettling. She didn't like the sense of vulnerability and lack of control. She really just wanted to get back home and get her hands back on that medallion and go back to her confortable, familar life.
She felt sleepy as she stepped out of the shower. She looked at herself in the mirror as she rubbed herself down with a soft white towel. Megan really is beautiful, she thought, as she stood nude in front of the mirror and used the hotel's hair drier to dry her long blonde hair. She then began to brush our her hair. She continued to admire herself in the mirror, and pivoted her body from side to side. She was so absorbed, that she didn't notice a soft click coming from the hotel room.
She hung up the towel. She started to put on the robe that the hotel provided, but put it back, and decided to go and put on Megan's night gown.
She stepped into the hotel room, and gasped in surprise as she found herself standing face to face, just inches away from Doug. Doug was a nude as herself. She was looking right at his hairy, well muscled chest. She looked up into his gentle, loving gaze. He softly said, "Hi babe" as he reached out and drew her into his arms.
