"No," I said. "Thank you for everything. I'm good to go."
She nodded at me, then pushed her housekeeping cart over the threshold, softly closing the door behind her.
Good to go? I thought to myself. What a lightweight you are, Jade. If you had any guts, you'd have taken her in your arms and kissed her like a proper lady. After all, she'd given me plenty of clues that she was just as interested in me as I was with her.
As soon as I heard her move her cart to the next room and knock on the adjacent door, I leapt to my feet and grabbed my Rabbit vibrator off the bathroom countertop. Then I tore off my clothes and kneeled on my bed, facing the desk mirror. As I plunged the phallus deep into my dripping pussy and turned the setting to max, I dreamed it was the pretty maid who was staring back at me.
I still have three days to get you into my bed, I murmured. One way or the other, I'll have you before this week is over.
2
I was so fixated fantasizing about the pretty maid for the rest of the morning, I was late for my scheduled meeting with my client. When I got to the office, I could barely concentrate on my presentation, flashing back and forth between her exquisite ass and her Gina Lollobrigida tits. Everybody else in my sphere of influence suddenly seemed so dull and boring. When my buyer invited me for dinner that evening, I reluctantly agreed, knowing I'd have an even harder time concentrating as I dreamt about slipping back under my covers, smelling her
intoxicating scent.
When I returned to my hotel room, I lifted the pillow to my face and inhaled her heavenly aroma. For a moment, I contemplated rubbing out another quick one, but I only had a half hour to change my clothes and freshen up. As I leaned over the sink to reapply my mascara and straighten my lipstick, I glanced at my Rabbit vibrator still lying on the counter. Thinking back to how the maid had nonchalantly picked it up and placed it upright next to the sink made my pussy flutter in unconscious spasms.
Fuck it, I huffed, grabbing the dildo and pulling my panties down below my knees. I've still got a few minutes, and nobody will be any the wiser if I have a little fun before heading out to another boring client dinner.
Just as I was about to thrust the oscillating tip into my sopping tunnel, I heard another soft tap on my door.
"Turndown service," a familiar voice called.
Holy shit! I gushed. Could it be the same girl? How could I be this lucky to see her again so soon?
"Come in," I said, thrusting my vibrator into the side pocket of the hotel robe hanging on the back of the bathroom door.
When the girl opened the door and saw me in the bathroom, I peered back at her and smiled.
"I'm just getting ready to go out," I said. "Feel free to do your thing while I finish up."
"No worries," the maid said, leaving her cart outside the door and walking toward the center of my room.
I'd always wondered what maids did during turndown service, since I'd been away from my room or too busy to be bothered when they called. But this time, I was intrigued for a number of reasons, and after composing myself in the mirror, I walked out into the room pretending to collect my things.
"I always seem to be getting in your way," I said, watching her collect the throw cushions at my headboard and neatly arranging them on the bench at the base of the bed.
"Not at all," the girl said, laying my pillows down flat on the mattress.
As she worked quietly, I peered at her gorgeous ass, perfectly framed by the white apron tied around her waist.
"I always wondered what you guys did during turndown service," I said, looking for an excuse to keep watching her.
She turned her head and caught me staring at her skirt.
"It’s mostly just getting the bed ready for you to turn into later this evening," she smiled. "And straightening up a few things like the breakfast menu and the minibar."
I smiled, imagining she was turning me over instead, while she ran her hands all over my body.
"I thought it might be something a little more exotic," I mused.
"Oh?" she said. "Was there something else you wanted?"
"Um..." I hesitated for a long moment. Then I chickened out and shook my head.
"No," I said, watching her fold the sheets down into a neat triangle at the side of the bed. "You're doing everything perfectly."
"Thank you," the girl nodded, peering up at me. "I'm still kind of new to this, so any suggestions are most welcome."