The busty woman leaves the towel.

The busty woman had giggled, and was walking away. She looked at Mackenzie, and poked a finger under her towel and undid the spot where it was bunched together. It quickly slid to the ground, revealing her naked form to Mackenzie.

"All yours in case you change your mind." She winked, and walked away, naked as Mackenzie was. The busty woman picked up her pace as she turned a corner.

Mackenzie was left stunned. This hotel was clothing optional? There were no notes about that at all anywhere in the brochure that she could remember. It had to be a lie, but what would that woman gain from lying to her?

She shook her head.

"I'm over thinking this." The redhead said to herself. Focused on completing her mission, she turned and faced her bucket towards the ice machine. There was a hot blush on her face, and her nipples had hardened due to the cold air.

There were lingering thoughts about what had happened. How bold that woman was to drop her towel in the hallway. The things she implied. The fun she could have. What if it was true? But what if it wasn't?

She took her bucket, now full of ice, and walked passed the towel on the ground. Even if it was true, being naked in the privacy of her hotel room was going to be enough for her. Maybe she'd grab a swimsuit, and carefully re-read the brochure on her way to the pool.

Whether it was true or not, Mackenzie didn't exactly want to be out in the hallways completely naked. She took her key card and swiped it through the lock on her door.