He swiped his key card, quickly pushed himself inside, locked the door and laid his back on the neatly done king size bed of his hotel room with his legs left hanging from the corner of the bed.
The scorching heat had him completely drenched in sweat as beads started to trickle down from his forehead over to his earlobes and onto the quilt.
He had his eyes closed as he felt the cool breeze all over his face, but strangely there was something that was making him highly uncomfortable.
After lots of moans and groans, he finally opened his eyes to the naked sight of a tall chiselled man, eyeing him in lust with a mixture of water and sweat dripping from his body.
‘Did I just entered the wrong room and probably got tricked or something’, he thought initially, but brushed it aside as he welcomed the man with a wild grin to another round of burning the bed sheet.
What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. This week’s word: SCORCHING