“At least you have stuff there. I got nothing. I was gonna do the quick trip and fly back, remember?”
“What are we gonna do?”
“I’m sure we’ll think of something.”
They both looked around the room. From all that surrounded them, their thoughts clearly both went to the same place, but neither one said anything. It was dawning on them that things could get awkward, and perhaps not easy.
“More champagne?”
“Yes, please.”
They drank the whole bottle. Both thinking the same thing. What would it be like to fuck in this place, with all these mirrors, surrounded by all this porno stuff? Neither one of them said even the first thing about it.
“Maybe we should turn in,” Amanda suggested. “It’s been a long day.”
“Yeah. Get an early start tomorrow.”
“Figure out what our options are, at least. Call your school and tell them you’ll be late. Try to reschedule my flight. Check on the car. Try to find some food.”
“Sounds good.”
Amanda pulled the covers off the bed. “Don’t think we’re going to need this. It’s so fucking hot in here.”
“Yeah. It really is.”
“Look. I’m gonna go in the bathroom and get dressed for bed. It’s way too hot for me to sleep in this fucking bra, so it’s gonna be just panties and a top for me, OK? I’m sorry but you’re going to have to just deal with it. Nothing you haven’t seen before.”
“Sure. No problem.”
“I completely understand if you want to do underwear too. You’ve gotta be cooking inside those jeans. I promise not to stare. It’s no big deal.”
Did she mean anything by that? Daniel wondered. But he was hot. He didn’t want to sleep in his jeans all night. Amanda went into the bathroom and Daniel removed his shirt and jeans and sat at the head of the bed in just his snug boxer briefs. He was starting to develop an erection at the thought of seeing Amanda without a bra, so he slipped under the sheet and raised one leg to hide it.
When Amanda came out of the bathroom, Daniel could clearly see her breasts swaying beneath her shirt. The shirt was loose but tight enough he could also see that her nipples were hard where the fabric rubbed against them. He could see her panties too, and from multiple angles because of all the mirrors. This shirt wasn’t long like the one she usually slept in. As she bent over he could see down the scoop neck to her naked breasts. The mirrors in the room gave him so many ways to look at her. He felt his cock growing, trying to break free from the fabric of his shorts, but still hidden from her view.
“I didn’t know you were going to take your shirt off. That’s no fair,” she said. “I can’t do that.”
Daniel paused. They both knew what he was thinking, but chose not to say. Amanda sat down on the bed next to him. There was more than a foot of space between them, plus she sat on top of the sheet. Daniel thought her legs looked amazing.
“These mirrors are kind of crazy, huh?” She looked around at Daniel and herself. Many of the mirrors seemed to be focused on the bed.
“Yeah. Crazy.” It was hard not to imagine previous occupants of their room on that bed, watching themselves fucking.