Hungry

Aurelie awoke to dawn light giving her room a golden glow. She was ravenously hungry and realised she must have slept for hours. Picking up the phone she asked for room service and ordered a large breakfast before scampering to the bathroom to relieve herself.

She splashed some cold water in her face and shivered at the feel of it, enjoying her renewing alertness. She told her tummy to stop growling, that food was on the way and went to look out her windows. Her room looked east over the harbour, and she could see a few freighters standing at anchor, and some smaller vessels leaving wakes as they moved.

She stretched her naked body, giving a groan of satisfaction that was immediately matched by a rumble of hunger inside her. Room service had said that breakfast should be quick, so after another naked stretch in the window she put on the terrycloth robe the hotel provided. She made herself a cup of coffee from the supplies provided, and pulled a chair to the window to sit in while she drank it.

She was only half finished when her breakfast arrived, her stomach growling in eagerness at the aromas of eggs and toast and sausages. She devoured the meal, barely pausing to savour it, intent on quelling her demanding tummy. Finally replete, she sat back in her chair and sipped her coffee, thinking of what to do.

She had to meet her boss at 2:00 pm, almost seven hours away. Allowing an hour to get dressed for meeting him, she had about six hours to enjoy herself. With a smile, she topped up her coffee, finished the last piece of toast, and headed for the shower.