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Carrie was back at her hotel room
unwinding after a stressful afternoon.
It had been a tough afternoon so the warm water the shower felt
especially relaxing as it washed down Carrie’s strong athletic body. If she had one vice it was taking long hot
showers. She found them very relaxing
and let her mind and body forget the stresses of life as a spy working for the
governments super secret CUE agency that
worked exclusively on Terrorist related cases.
She rubbed a generous amount of her favorite scented body shampoo into
her blond hair and let its lather slowly drift down across her 34 C breasts.
Even Carrie had to be proud of them since they seemed to be the constant target
of every male’s attentions. Even under
padded bra’s her constantly erect nipples seemed determined to be noticed.
Carries was lost in her own little
world enjoying the serenity of her shower and never heard the rattle of the
door as it was jimmied open by one of the Bob Daily’s hench men who was setting
a bug to eaves drop on Carries conversations.
It wasn’t until her cell phone started ringing its coded ring tone. Her agency issued cell phone had a build in
motion censor that could detect motion in a room. Carrie used it as her own personal intruder
detection system.
Instantly Carrie snapped back to
reality, realizing she wasn’t alone. Not
even bothering to grab a towel, she quietly snuck out of the shower leaving it
running so as not to alarm whoever was in her hotel room. Her gun which she hated to use except when absolutely
necessary sat in her drawer in the adjoining bed room. Ignoring the puddle she was leaving on the
rug she carefully opened the drawer and retrieved her gun. Carrie’s heart was beating like a drum not
knowing what lie on the other side of the door but so focused what her mind
that she never once thought about stopping to put something on. Still dripping wet she moved towards the door
where with one quick move she pushed open the bedroom door and lunged into the
living room area catching the intruder by surprise.
The intruder froze, momentarily
stunned by the sudden appearance a tall completely naked blonde with a gun
pointed at him.
“Don’t move unless you want your
head blown off.” Carrie screamed with
the gun squarely aimed at the intruder head.
“Don’t shot, Miss, I’m just with
the hotel.” The startled man shouted with a bit of nervousness in his voice.
“Bull shit.”
“No, I’m just here to deliver the
dinner you ordered.” He begged.
“I don’t believe you.” Carrie
yelled back. “Show me some Id them.”
Still holding the gun straight out
with both hands, Carrie made not attempted to hide her completely bare 34C, 22,
34 figure from the man gaze.
“Here, I have it right here.” He said as he reached
into his jacket pocket.
“Freeze. Don’t move.” She yelled once again as she
moved closer.
“Ok. Now slowly reach in and show me your ID, and
no quick moves or I’ll blow you head off.
Use you left hand.”
This time he hesitated let his eye
rover over Carrie’s beautiful body for some time before slowly moving his hand
higher and pulling out a badge of sorts.
“Ok, toss it over here.” She said as her heart started to slow
somewhat.
Starting to believe that this guy
was really just from the hotel Carrie started to relax a bit and lower her gun
just a bit as she moved forward to retrieve the badge which had been tossed on
the floor between them. Just as she did
the intruder bolted for the door catching Carrie by surprise, slamming the door
shot just as Carrie approached. Carrie
not wanting to shoot a fleeing suspect took on the chase. She took off out the door only to see the man
jump into the elevator just as an elderly couple got off.
Carrie raced down the hall
forgetting that she was naked until the door slammed in her face. She desperately pushed the button but
nothing happened.
“Have you now shame Miss.” The elderly woman hissed as Carrie
contemplated her next move.
“You can’t just run around the
hotel without any cloths. Where do you
think you are?” The lady continued.
For the first time Carrie looked
down and seemed to realize she was standing in the middle of the hotel hallway
with out a stitch on. She didn’t really
have any time to explain to the lady and the intruder was getting away so she
took off towards the stairs at the end of the hall. About halfway down the hall was a
housekeeping cart left by one of the maids.
Carrie grabbed one of the white bath towels off the top not even missing
a beat as she sped towards the door not even stopping to wrap it around herself.
Carrie raced down the 5 flights of
stair with gun in one hand and towel in the other. As she reached the lobby level she paused to
catch her breath and wrapped the towel around her heaving breast, tucking the
end in on itself to keep it in place. The
towel covered Carrie’s middle but just barely.
It reached from her bulging breasts to her tight athletic butt but left
a large gap exposing her whole left side all the way up to where the knot was
tucked in by her breasts. Carrie didn’t
have anytime to think about fashion however as she slammed through the
stairwell door and raced across the lobby.
She raced over to the elevator where she had seen the intruder enter
only to see the door close with another set of people inside.
He must have already gotten off so
she raced over to the revolving doors leading to the street. There were several loud gasps as the nearly
naked woman dressed only in a minimal towel ran across the lobby. The towel which was only attached to Carrie
around her breasts flapped wildly as she ran leaving all of her legs and a good
part of her side bare to whoever happened to be looking. Even her neatly trimmed bush flash by as the
towel flapped. How the towel stayed on
period is still a mystery.
Carrie ran though the revolving
door leading to the street just as the doorman turned to see what the commotion
was all about.
“Woe, Woe miss. You can’t run around her like that.” The doorman yelled, only then noticing the gun in her hand.
“What’s going on lady? Put that gun down before someone gets hurt.”
He said as he backed off a bit.
Carrie desperately searched the
area looking for the intruder as she said,
“Police business.”
The sudden movement of looking
first one way and then the other caused the towel to flair out giving the
doorman a nice view of Carries bare butt and side from her toes to where the
towel connected around her breasts. The
site caused him to momentarily forget about the gun in her hand.
Eventually he managed a slow, “I don’t suppose you have any Id on you
miss?”
Carrie tilted her head slightly,
raised one eye brow and gave the doorman one of those you’ve got to be kidding
looks as a dozen or two other people looked on.
She spun around one last time
scanning the street for her man. With a
vain of discuss, she let out a sigh and she slowly began to lower her out
stretched arms and as if on queue as the tension left her body so did the
pressure which had been securing the precariously positioned towel to her amble
breasts causing the towel to slip free and crash to the sidewalk. A collective gasp spread across the crowd as
Carries still wet and very naked body was unveiled to the stunned
bystanders.
Carrie let out a gasp of her own
as she realized she was standing in the middle of the sidewalk in front of her
hotel bare assed naked holding her gun out in plain site. Suddenly aware of her situation, she quickly
bent down and scooped up the towel and hurried back through the revolving door.
Carrie draped the towel over her gun to hide it from the stunned onlookers and
hurried though the door not immediately able to cover up. Carrie clutched the towel to her chest and
scurried thought the door and her gathering admirer. The effort managed to hide her bouncing
breast and most of her pussy except for the occasional flash. It did nothing however to hider her
completely bare back and tight athletic butt which was drawing everyone’s
attention as she moved. She was a truly site to be seen from behind. With each
step the muscles of her legs and butt flexed creating a marvelous show that
could not be ignored.
Time seemed to stand still as
Carrie scurried though the entranceway and back towards the stairway she had
come down. Once inside the safety of the
stairwell her senses seem to clear and the realization that she has just
stormed though a crowded hotel lobby first in a towel and then back barely
carrying the towel. She was breathing
hard and her heart was beating like a drum and it wasn’t all from to run. Slowly she tried to calm her self and then
standing once again naked tried to straighten the towel which was now tangled
around her arm and gun. Stretching it
out, she pulled it out and around her body tightening it across her chest. She doubling it over before tucking the loose
end in along side her right breast. She then tugged the bottom down to make
sure her butt and pussy was covered, All steps she had neglected when leaving
her room.
“Oh my god, So much for keeping a
low profile.” she whisper to herself as she looked down at her towel draped
body. “Well, no taking the elevator up dressed like this.”
She thought as she headed back up the stairs.
Five flights later she reached her floor and headed to her room hoping
the elderly couple were no longer there.
Not seeing them, she walked slowly down the hall feeling a little better
about her situation. Her good feeling
was soon replace by frustration as she realized her room door shut by itself as
she ran out leaving her locked out.
“Shit, Shit, Shit.” Was all she
could manage as she pounded a fist on the door.
She looked down the hall to see if the maid’s cart was still there and
thought maybe she could let her in and end this awful afternoon. She wonder down to the cart tucking her gun
under her towel so as not to raise any alarm that she was some sort of robber
staging some sort of erotic hold-up. The
effect only opened the gap wider exposing more of her to who ever she happened
to meet.
“Damn.” The cart was there but no sign of the
maid. Now really frustrated she realized
she’d have to head back down to the lobby in just this little towel to get a
spare key. She grabbed another towel so
as to hide her gun this time.
“Fuck it, I’m sick of those damn
stairs.” She sighed as she pushed the button for the elevator.
Her hope that no one would get on
ended when the elevator slowed and stopped at the 2’nd floor.
“Lazy bums.” She thought. “Why
don’t they just walk down the one floor.”
The door opened and a look of
shock came over the 4 people that were waiting to get on.
“Got lucked out.” Carrie gowned as
they stared in at her.
She hoped they would pass and wait
for the next elevator but no such luck as one yelled. “Hurry up. We’re already late.” As they for piled in on
the barely covered Carrie.
“Nice outfit one snickered under
his breath as the door shut.
On the lobby the group hurried
along but not before turning back and giving Carrie another once over. Meanwhile Carried scurried over to the front
desk which now had a load of people waiting.
Carrie excused herself for skipping the line as she approached desk.
“It’s you again. Lady, what do you think you’re doing? This is a respectable place we run her. We can’t have you running around like that.
The desk clerk yelled.
“Look, I’m locked out of my room can I just get a
spare keep and I’ll be out of her.
Believe me I don’t want to be here either.
With a disturbed look on his face
the clerk asked her room number and then handed her a key. As he did a bell hop appeared.
“I can make sure she gets back to
her room alright.” He said with an air of glee in his voice.
The boy couldn’t have been more
than 19 and was more than eager to escort the nearly naked guest back to her
room. Carrie just shook her head as she
check the knot in the towel and headed back to the elevators.
“I think I can find my way
back.” Was Carrie response to his
attentive stair.
“That’s alright. It’s no trouble.”
Now that she had a key in hand
Carrie couldn’t help but laugh at the poor boys eagerness to help. If only he know what she had wrapped in the
other towel. As Carrie exited the
elevator on her floor she felt the towel loosening as she walked. She should have stopped to tighten the knot
but had a dirty thought enter her mind as the eager bell boy followed for no
apparent reason but to continue his staring.
As she approached her room she felt the towel slip further but instead
of adjusting it she let it slip grabbing it as it fell.
“Here, young man, could you make sure this gets back
to housekeeping. I wouldn’t want anyone
to think I stole a towel.” Carried said as she handed the towel to the young
man. Carrie casually place the card key
in the lock and turned the handle as the young man stood with his jaw dropped
in stunned silence. The now completely
naked Carrie casually walked into the room and disappeared from site.
Carrie let out a little snicker
herself as she walked into the room and tossed her gun on the bed.
Carrie
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