Part 2: You got to be kidding me cont...

Alrighty, Where did I leave off... Feeling giddy, anticipating my husbands surprise. Sure that he will love every minute and impressed of the lengths I've taken. He calls on his way to me. He asks, Do you want me to pick up something for lunch? I was like.... What the hell are you talking about? Room Service... Duh! Get your ass over here and shut up. Can't you just show up? Mistake #1.

Shortly after the call he shows up at the door. I go to get the door ready to give him a lap dance with music in cue. But.... He make a line for the bathroom because he has to pee. Apologizing alone the way and laughing. Nothing like spoiling the moment. Couldn't he pee in the lobby??????? Mistake #2

Okay, I start over the music and sit him in a chair to dance for him. All he can do is laugh and say, have you been practicing? lol Like I can't dance. Now a little self conscience. Mistake #3.

I get the dance over with shortly after that and the sex begins. Mind you he got there @ 12:10 PM. We have until 4:00 PM to relax and enjoy. We finish up around 1:00 PM and I'm starving since I've haven't eaten yet. We start on the champagne and strawberries. I want to order room service. He looks at me with the scared look and begins to say, I'm so sorry! I can't stay. He has a meeting he cannot miss @ 2:00 PM. I was like, WHAT? Mistake #4.

You have to understand. This man golfs four times a week and is hardly in the office at all. Comes and goes as he pleases. Although, today, his birthday he plans a 2:00 meeting he cannot miss. UGH! Right! I beg him to get out of his meeting. He thinks a brief moment. He doesn't even try to call the office.

Husband looks remorseful. I feel bad for making him feel guilty. YUP guilt gets me every time. He suggests to go and get a fast lunch before his meeting. Okay where? He wants to go to "Jack in the Box" down the street because it close and fast. You heard that correct.... We got dressed and rushed to Jack for lunch. Mistake #5.

It's 1:40 PM and he's off to his meeting leaving me in the Jack parking lot. Apologizing and says, He will see me at home. I said, We have the room until tomorrow. Why don't we come back tonight after dinner? He said, sure and is gone. I go back to the hotel feeling so sad. I drown myself in the champagne, listening to sad music and cry.

What was the point of all this trouble? I question myself? Why didn't I call his secretary and make sure his calendar was clear? I'll make sure I don't make this mistake again. Then I thought. There will never be a next time. Never again!

Two hours later I return home. After dinner with the family at husband's favorite restaurant. We return home all to tired to even think about going back to the hotel.

The next day. I return to check out and gather my things. Done. Pretend this didn't happen. I feel like a fool and very embarrassed to even talk about it to my girlfriend.


So there you have it. Memorable!

M