I am a night room service attendant in a 5
stars hotel, in London, on Park Lane. As you can imagine, the clientele is
diverse and interesting. I like my job. No two days are the same, I get to see and
do lots of interesting things, and if I am lucky I even get to partake in some
of the action. I am in my thirties, porky, a beer belly, hairy all over,
short-cropped hair and a bit of a beard.
It was late November, late at night I got a
call from Reception. A VIP was to arrive in Suite 345. My role was to ensure
that a full bar was laid up together with the usual fruit, chocolates and
niceties that you have to lay around the rooms for the guests. Of course, being
short notice and last minute, I had to do everything by myself, one of my
colleagues was off sick and I was on my own. Luckily that night it was too
busy! I had to be going around the hotel various departments, finding the
goods, setting them up, then when prepared, take them to the suite.
I had been going to and thro for quite some
time, absorbed by what I was doing. I was in the main living room of the suite,
setting up the bar, when suddenly I heard a noise coming from down the hall. Not sure
what it was I softly walked down the hall and saw one of the bedroom’s door
slightly ajar. I approached, the light in the room was dimed and to my shock I
saw a man lying naked on the bed with, what looked like a big fat rock hard
cock in his hand jerking hard and fast with his eyes closed. The guy was
chubby, about 1.80 meters tall, very hairy with salt and pepper hair all over.
I froze, in excitement, it felt like fear and
delight at the same time. I could not believe what I was seeing and really got
turned on by it. I pulled myself away thinking that if I got caught I could get
the sack, and slowly walked back to the main room. I just carried on unpacking and
setting up the bar in room and then preparing the kitchen. I kept thinking
about how sexy the man looked while he was pumping away on his meat. I was
getting hard and seriously aroused thinking about it and the excitement was
making the work more and more difficult. I was planning to go back to the
office, close the door for a while and maybe indulge in one of the finest… My
mind kept going back to that man, that cock, that sight.
