I think you're the crowd to appreciate this tale.
So I check into the well known chain hotel and they give me my key card. I get to the room and swipe it. No joy, red light flashing. I try again, same thing. Maybe it's upside down? Nope. Other way up? Still no. One more try the normal way...at which point the door slowly opens, even though the green light didn't flash. That's strange I thought. At which point I notice the hand come around the door and an attractive, blonde, middle aged lady in a white bath robe appear. The room is dark and warm, even though it's light outside. I didn't immediately twig she was an escort, as I was a bit surprised to find someone in my allocated room, but I did think it slightly surprising she was alright with opening the door in her robe. We exchanged pleasantries and I apologised for disturbing her and said I'd go back to reception to sort it out.
It was only after getting into my correct room that I started to wonder if she was an escort, so I logged into 'you know where', put in the hotel postcode and Bingo, she was the first result, 0 miles away! Not only that, but there was another escort (and quite a sexy squirty one) also staying in the same hotel. This was looking like a proper vice den.
I wish now that I'd been a bit quicker on the uptake and said something like 'I don't mind sharing if you don't'. I mean, we all know the scene, so I let myself down a bit.
Before you ask, no I didn't book her. She wasn't the type I would have looked for. I saw her down in the breakfast buffet the next morning, wearing civvies and got strangely shy to go up and say good morning, even though I would have maintained my ignorance of her trade and it would have been a perfectly natural and appropriate thing to do.
Nothing like this has ever happened to me before. Have any of you had, or nearly had an accidental punt like this? I'm certainly going to cherry pick where I stay when I'm out on the road from now on!