The barman

Leanne pulled the sheet up over her nude body. She could see her discarded dress and underwear scattered around the floor but didn't want to risk getting caught by whoever was in her bathroom. She waited nervously until they came out.

It was the handsome barman from the night before. She breathed a sigh of relief. "That could've been so much worse," she whispered. Then a whole list of other questions entered her mind. "Erm... Hi. What are you doing in my room?"

"Ah, you're awake." he said with a warm smile. "You don't remember do you?"

"Did we, erm... Did we..." Leanne squirmed in her bed awkwardly. "...Have sex?"

"Ha, ha! No, no," he laughed. "I came to check on you. You were very drunk last night." Leanne groaned as he head spun. "I saw you with that guy. You were going back to his room."

"What?!" cried Leanne. "We didn't, did we?"

"You fell asleep in the corridor and I brought you here," answered the barman, chuckling to himself. "I thought he was your husband."

"What?!" yelled Leanne again. "Why would you think that?"

"You told me he was," replied the barman seriously. As Leanne fell back against her pillow and let out another groan the barman turned to leave. "If you're okay then I have to go. See you later."

Leanne heard the door close and pulled the sheet over her face. There goes her chance at seducing the hot barman. At least she didn't fuck the obnoxious businessman. She stayed in bed for another hour or so before getting a shower. It was late morning now and Leanne hadn't come all this way to stay in her room, no matter how much she felt like that was a good idea right now. Especially with a glorious beach just minutes away.