You meet someone at the bar in an airport terminal.
Killing time, waiting for a flight, you strike up a conversation. Buy a drink. Share a laugh.
Flights are delayed. You don't want to have another drink, but what else is there to do?
Sex would be nice, but you can't wander into a public bathroom and risk an embarrassing arrest.
Fly into or out of Chicago's O'Hare Airport and you can enjoy your leisure time in comfort and privacy.
unintended benefit of the Minute Suites.
Naturally, there is money to be made and so Chicago's aldermen are all in favor of introducing a new service to the weary traveler. On the surface, we're being told that Minute Suites are meant for an airline passenger who can rent a small room, complete with daybed, work station and TV, for some nominal fee. It's a place to rest, to catch up on lost sleep while hopping from one plane to the next.
It's perfect for a layover. Better for a lay, but we're not supposed to talk about that.
For those business people who need a place to conduct an illicit affair, what could be better? The spouse would never know, since you could honestly say you were at the airport. Your cell phone would be pinging the nearest tower. You'd have copies of your e-ticket. All the evidence you'd need to point to fidelity while cheating.
But if a Chicago alderman should ask what you used the Minute Suite for, just say you took a nap. And that other person in the room? They were using the workstation.
That means you would have an excuse for a third party, who just came in to watch television.
I sense a plot for a Vivid Video here. (No, I'm not putting in a hot link that's NSFW).