My first thought on seeing the Penthouse Suite of the Beverly Wilshire was that Robin would love it. It wasn’t like a hotel room. It was homely. It had a large lounge and dining area, a balcony, a massive bathroom, and two bedrooms, both with en suite shower rooms. The only problem with that was if I had my way, she wouldn’t see any of it. All she would be seeing was the inside of the master bedroom and the giant four-poster bed.
I waited for the concierge to take my bag through to the master bedroom, an unnecessary service. I hadn’t wanted to waste time arguing with him at reception though in case Robin spotted me there. I handed the porter a twenty-dollar bill and thanked him.
I went through to the master bedroom. It was every bit as good as it had looked the last time I was there. I sat down on the edge of the bed and grinned to myself. I pulled the remote control for Robin’s panties out of my pocket and flicked the device to on. I smiled to myself when the blue light flickered. I set it on the gentlest speed. I didn’t want her having too much fun without me.
I quickly unpacked my bag and then I grabbed my cell phone, my room key card, and the device and made my way out of the room. I had come up with this part of my plan on the drive over here. I wanted to tease Robin, to push her to the edge and then send her tumbling over it in a room full of people. But I wanted to watch how she reacted. It would be super hard for her to orgasm quietly, and I really wanted to see her do it. It would be such a turn-on to watch her without her even knowing I was there. And to know I was pleasuring her in a room full of strangers would be even better.
I was a little worried she would spot me, but I figured I could hang around on the periphery of the room and keep my back to her. She would never suspect I was there, so it’s not like she would be looking for me.
I couldn’t believe my luck when I went to the suite of rooms reserved for the conference. Everything was coming together. I knew I looked the part of someone going to a conference, but I also knew there was still a chance I’d be asked for some credentials before I walked in and of course my name wouldn’t be on the list. A quick check would show I was legit and I’d be allowed in, but it would increase my chances of being caught by Robin.
The host who is guarding the corridor is one of the hosts that knows me by name and I know he won’t question me. He will assume I am here for the conference because I am looking for advertising, just like I was when I first met Robin.
I nod to the host as I pass him and he returns the gesture without question. I peer through the small windows in the doors as I make my way along the corridor. Then my second stroke of luck falls. Most of the attendees of the conference are all in one room, sitting down for a lecture. I smile to myself and slip in. I stand at the back of the room and look around. I spot Robin straight away. She is sitting toward the back of the room but not right at the back. I duck into the very last row and slide down so I am low in my seat. The lights in the room are dimmed, ready for the presentation, and I don’t think she will recognize me even if she turns around.
I take out the control and clutch it in my hand. I press the button to turn the vibrations up. I watch Robin intently. I see her shoulders move as she sucks in a deep breath. My cock is hardening just watching her breathing speed up. I know she’s really feeling it now. I wait a moment, letting her enjoy the still fairly gentle sensation.
The lights go further down and a big screen lights up. A man appears on it and begins talking about CGI graphics or some shit. I barely pay him any mind. Robin is looking straight ahead of her, focused on the screen. I turn the dial up again and I hear her intake of breath from here. A couple of people in the rows in front of her turn back to look at her as she lets her breath out in a moan. She brings her hand up to her face, turning the moan into a cough.