Mia froze. She looked over towards the wall. There had been a noise, something from the next room over, and it jarred her out of what she was doing.
…wait, what was she doing?
Music was playing in her hotel room, and she was… dancing? Stripping? She blinked, starting to straighten up.
“Mia.” said a calm voice from behind her.
She turned. Tom, her ex, was sitting on the bed. She knew he was on this trip – corporate sent a bunch of people from their office, after all – but she hadn’t seen him at all so far. On purpose. What was he doing in her room?
He smiled at the look of concern on her face. He turned up the music, and held up something. She tried to get a good look at it, and it flashed, bright, like a camera right in her eyes. She leaned back, stunned, and then things went… blurry…
Mia blinked a few times, smiling, looking around. Tom chuckled and said “Go on, Mia, finish your dance. You got distracted.” Mia giggled. Tom was so smart! She was glad he was here to keep her focused, since she was such a big ditz. She started dancing for him, slowly tugging down her dress to show her tits for him.