Sam had dressed down once she got back to her hotel, indeed she allowed herself to relax with a hot shower and change out of uniform. So when the knock at her door came she answered in a simple white cotton tank top that skimmed just to above her navel and was snug enough to make it clear she was not wearing a bra when glimpsed under then lose open white button up shirt over it. And for a woman her age she was impressively holding up to gravity honestly. Blue jeans framed a firm ass and well toned legs making her over all what would be a MILF if she had a kid.

Sam stepped back with a smile an waved an invitation to the other Sam to enter. "You found it ok." She nodded and shut the door behind him, quietly turning the knob to 'do not disturb.'

She pushed off the door and over to the table to pick up the menu she'd been flipping through and handed him another. "The government is picking up the tab for dinner, so feel free to order what you like."