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Written: 15 September 2019
Hotel Girl
Story Code: M/f, MM/f, m/f, Prostitution, Oral, Public Sex I'd pulled cleaning duty out of the hat for my two hours on Friday afternoon. As a sixteen year old I was allowed to work just twelve hours a week during term time. I'd hoped for restaurant duties because the work was easier in the restaurant on a Friday afternoon. Business customers would be on their way home and weekenders didn't turn up until much later on a Friday. I got a call while I was getting into my uniform, one of our 'Casual' rooms was coming to the end of its hour and the receptionist wanted it cleaned and the sheets and towels changed as soon as possible because we only had two 'Casual' rooms available and Friday's were usually busy nights for couples needing a room for an hour. I knocked on the door to the bedroom but got no reply, I checked my watch and the booking screen on my ipad, the room became overdue two minutes earlier. I knocked again and then used my passkey to open the door. As usual the bed looked like a bomb had gone off on it...as usual there was a dirty magazine on the bed...unusually there was a packet that had held two Viagra tablets in it. I didn't bin the magazine, I had a lot of boys at school who loved receiving good quality sex magazines left behind by our guests. "What did you forget this time?" I looked over my shoulder, I was stuffing the wet bedding into the laundry bag when an overweight man stepped out of the bathroom, he was naked and drying his hair, the signs of him having used Viagra evident...standing way out from his groin, long and fat with an angry purple head. "I'm sorry sir, I did knock and your time was up five minutes ago now!" I expected him to use the towel he was drying his head with to cover his dick but he didn't, he was very proud of his erection and seemed to want to show it off for as long as possible. I made the bed and quickly rubbed the Hoover around the carpets. I had to go and dry the shower screen and clean the toilet and all that time the guy was walking around his room in the nude. He only got dressed when I started loading my cleaning stuff back onto my trolley, I'd left his dirty book on the bedside table until the end in case he was going to take it home with him. He went through the bedroom door just ahead of me, I drew his attention to his dirty book, "Are you taking that with you?" He looked over his shoulder from the book to my face and then said, "My wife would kill me if I took that home...you can have it, it has some great pictures and very sexy stories in it." I picked the book up and tossed it in the rubbish bag on the front of my trolley. I pushed my trolley into the passageway and sent a message through to reception that room one-zero-five was now ready to let again. I got a message telling me to go into the gymnasium and clean the machines in there until my next task came up. The man was waiting for the lift when I got there, the doors opened and an older man tumbled out with one of my school friends in tow, he said, "Room one-zero-five is this way!" As my school friend passed me she whispered, "Hi Sarah." to me and, "Hi Dan." To the man I'd just cleaned for. I said "Hi Elle." Dan just nodded his head at her. Dan was holding the door to the lift open, "Are you going down Sarah?" "It's okay, the lift isn't big enough for my trolley and both of us, I'll catch the next one."
"Nonsense, the lift plate says it can carry ten people, more than enough room for you, me and the cleaning cart!" My trolley took up more than half the lift but there was enough room for me and Dan as well but even though there was enough room, Dan crowded me into the corner...he still had his Viagra induced erection and he was prodding me in my lower back with it. Dan's mouth was almost touching my ear when he whispered, "So, where do you know Elle from Sarah?" I turned my face towards him to look at his face but also to stop him breathing down my neck, "We both go to the same school!" He looked a little shocked, "Is she over sixteen?" I nodded my head. "Pity, it would have been nice to imagine that I did what I did to her while she was illegal!" Part of me wanted to ask him what he'd done to her and part of me really didn't want to know. Because I'd turned to face him, his dick was now pressing into my stomach and my heart began to flutter a little...just the way it did when I was with Horace, my boyfriend...I was very confused, Horace was the only boy that had ever made my heart race that way before. Dan followed me to the gymnasium, while I started sanitising the exercise bikes...Dan sat on the seat of the cross trainer, watching my every movement. I'd finished all the bikes and had started on the jogging machines when my computer burbled again. I checked the message, 'Casual room two-one-one is ready for cleaning.' I loaded my cleaning stuff back onto my trolley and headed for the second floor. Dan was right behind me again all the way to the room that needed cleaning. I knocked on the door and called out "Housekeeping!" The door opened before I could use my passkey, a woman this time, her blouse was open, she was fastening the buttons at her cuffs as she opened the door. "I'm sorry, I'm a little behin..." She stopped talking and looked over my shoulder at Dan, she smiled at him and then started to fasten the buttons up the front of her blouse, black ultra fine mesh with a black bra under, very pretty lace and sculptured to show off her breasts. The woman stepped out of the room with her blouse still half open and I pushed my trolley into the room and started cleaning. I checked the bathroom, they hadn't used it at all, it was still the way the cleaner had left it an hour ago, both the woman and the man who had been with her would be going home with the smell of sex on their bodies. They were going home dirty but at least I wouldn't have to clean the bathroom. I stripped the sheets off of the bed and stuffed them into my laundry bag, I heard giggling from the other side of the door and it sounded like someone was knocking on it. I looked through the little spy hole in the door, the woman had her back to the door and she was kissing Dan. Her bra was up under her chin, her blouse still half open, tits on show and her skirt was hiked up around her hips. Dan was standing there fucking her out in the hallway. Nothing emotional, nothing special...Dan just fucked the woman until she climaxed and she pulled away from him and turned to face the door as someone came out of room two-one-zero opposite. I watched up close as the woman pulled her bra back into place and fastened her blouse. The woman kissed Dan and thanked him for the orgasm before leaving him standing outside the bedroom door to the room that I was cleaning. I finished the room and pushed my trolley out into the hallway. "What time do you finish work darling?"
My heart skipped another beat. I'd just watched Dan fuck a woman standing up in the passageway of a busy hotel...I'd seen him almost get caught by another guest...I would never usually tell a guest anything about my work pattern but there was something about Dan that was having a major effect on me, my body as well as my head. "If I refuse to tell you when I'm finishing...I suppose that you'll just follow me around all night...won't you?" "Damned right darling...so you may as well tell me!" "I'm only allowed to work two hours on a Friday evening so I'll be finished at eight o'clock!" Just telling Dan when I'd be finishing work had almost tipped me into an orgasm. Dan called the lift and he pulled my trolley into the lift, this time, I was pushed right to the back of the lift's car and Dan followed me in. he hadn't pressed the button to send the lift down to the ground floor so that I could get back to sanitising the exercise machines. The lift doors closed automatically as Dan pushed me against the back wall of the lift. I was facing him and he was pressing his cock into my belly rhythmically as if he was fucking me as he kissed me. He fumbled my breasts through my uniform and the lift doors opened again. One of the guests was heading for the ground flor, he stepped into the lift. He looked at the unlit control panel, "What floor mate!" Dan had stopped kissing me but he was still fondling my breasts through my blouse as well as pressing his cock into my belly and he grinned at me, "Ground floor please mate!" The doors closed, the man turned his back on us and Dan kissed me again. This time, when I went to the Gym, Dan walked to the bar talking the other guest from the second floor. I'd cleaned most of the machines in the gymnasium when I got another task, 'Casual room one-zero-Five is ready for cleaning.' I took the lift back to the first floor, I knocked on the door to room one-zero-five, the door swung open as I knocked on it. Elle was sitting on the bed looking miserable. I looked at the bathroom, the door was wide open but the bathroom was empty, "Where's your friend Elle?" "He's finished, paid me and checked out, probably half way to his wife by now." I asked Elle to move to the chair so that I could strip the bed. I could tell that Elle wanted to talk to me but I needed to turn the room around as quickly as possible. The next guest would be waiting in reception for me to tell reception that the room was ready. It was simple economics; our walk in rate for a budget room was seventy pounds a day but any rooms left unoccupied, could be rented as casual rooms at twenty-five pounds an hour, if we could get three covers in a casual room we'd be breaking even, if we could get four, we'd be in profit but guests wanting a casual room often drank in the bar while waiting for the room or ate a meal and then asked for a room so takings went up in all divisions when we could offer a regular casual room service. I found a massive wet patch on the mattress, I looked at Elle, "What's on your mind Elle?" I sprayed antibacterial all over the mattress, I'd have to flip it over before I could remake the bed. "I need you not to tell anyone that you saw me here tonight or who I was with." "Elle, I have no idea who you were with so I can't possibly tell anyone who he was." "The police might come looking for me!" "Why?" "I'm going to London on the early train in the morning, I let a customer do me without a condom two month's ago and I've got to go and get rid of the consequences. My mum is bound to call the police when she realises that I've run away!"
"So, are you planning on just running away for ever?" "Well, let's face it, I'm never going to get my exams, I'm just wasting eight hours a day when I could be earning." I kissed Elle goodbye and promised her that I wouldn't tell anyone that she'd been in our hotel. My shift was just coming to an end when I had to clean room two-one-one again. This time there was no drama, just a very fast turn around. I took my trolley back to the service area at the back of the hotel. Usually I'd leave the hotel through the back door and go home once I'd clocked off but not today. I changed back into my casual clothes and clocked out, then I walked back into reception and spotted Dan drinking at the bar with the guy from the second floor that had been in the lift while Dan was playing with my tits. I expected Dan to offer to walk me home but instead he offered me a drink. Everyone in the hotel knew that I was only sixteen and so too young to drink alcohol but they still served Dan a Vodka and coke for me. "Will your mother expect you straight home tonight?" "Depends how far down the gin bottle she has swum so far this evening!" I was introduced to Alan, he was in room two-one-five, he was working in the area and living in our hotel until his job was finished. I sat with Dan and Alan, had two vodka and cokes before Dan asked me if I fancied spending a couple of hours with him and Alan in Alan's bedroom. Alan went to his room and Dan and I left the hotel, it was all just for show, I didn't want the receptionist to see me accompanying a guest to his room so I took the route that most prostitutes took to the bedrooms, a back door, designated fire escape so it couldn't be locked and was easy to trick open from the outside. My blouse was off in the lift and Dan was pulling at my skirt as I walked towards Alan's bedroom, Alan's door was propped open with a rowel on the floor. Alan was already naked on his bed when Dan pushed me through his door. Both men took turns at fucking my cunt while I sucked the cock of the other. It was one o'clock in the morning when Dan finally lost his Viagra induced erection. Dan drove me home, we kissed and cuddles outside my house and Dan asked me if I was working next Friday. "I don't know when I'm rostered on duty until Monday morning." "Will you ring me and tell me the next time you're on duty at the weekend?" I nodded my head, took his number and left him in his car. Mum was sleeping in front of the TV, an empty bottle of gin at her side when I got in home. I would usually wake her and try to talk her into going to bed but often she just started drinking all over again so I left her sleeping but turned the TV and lights off. I got my work roster on Monday and phoned the number that Dan had given me. The phone was answered by a young male voice. I froze slightly at hearing a voice that wasn't Dan's. I was about to hang up but talked myself into speaking, "Erm...is Dan there please?" There was silence for a second, "I'm sorry...he's...Sarah...is that you?" "It...sorry, who are you?" "Sarah, it's me, Peter Gamble, I'm in your class at school...why are you phoning my dad?"
"Sorry Peter, my bus is coming, I'll ring your dad later!" I was lying to Peter Gamble. I'd already gone in to the hotel to get my shifts for the week, just in case I had to work that evening and because of that, I'd caught a service bus to school instead of waiting for the school bus so I was actually standing in the playground at school. I knew that at some point in the day Peter would challenge me to find out why I was ringing his father so early on a Monday morning. I started wracking my brain to remember anything that Dan had told me about himself on Friday night or anything that he had told Alan while we were drinking in the bar. I guess that I actually had my mind more on the sex than on anything that Dan told me about himself...I did remember that he had told me that he had a few trips to the hotel's casual room with Elle, paying her for spending an hour with him. I phoned Elle's number and her mother picked the phone up. "Hi Mrs Green, is Elle there please?" There was a sob on the other end of the phone and then Elle's father took the phone. "What do you know about where Elle is?" "No idea, I was just going to remind her that we have a dance practice at lunchtime and to remember to bring the CD that we're going to perform to." There was no explicit mention that Elle had run away from home but that's what I gleaned from the conversation. Now at least I had something I could lie to Peter about if he caught up with me during the day. The bell sounded for first lesson, I wandered into class, Geography. Peter Gamble wasn't a student in my geography class so I was totally shocked when I saw him in my classroom. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to a desk at the back of the class. Peter waited until we all had assignments to work on and Mr Smith had taken an arm full of textbooks through to the store room. "So...come on Sarah...why did you ring my dad so early this morning?" "He was drinking in the bar at the hotel I work at last night, I think I saw him talking to Elle Green and I just wanted to ask him if Elle had said anything to him because the police are looking for her today. She could have run away or been abducted." "Are you saying my dad has abducted that little slag Elle Green?" "No...not at all but I wanted to ask him if it was okay if I told the police that I'd seen him chatting to her last night before she disappeared." I saw Peter relax, he sat back in his seat and I saw a bulge grow in his trousers, he giggled, "I wouldn't put it past him screwing Elle...or you...you're both his type!" "What's his type?" "Young and still breathing!" Peter pressed his hand down on top of his cock to try and hide the lump a little, "I wish Elle was here right now...she'd give me hand relief right here in class for a cigarette or oral sex for a Twix!" I suddenly wondered how Peter's cock would compare with his father's cock. "Do you have a cigarette or a Twix?"
"I've got the Twix but no fags!" Peter looked over at me and grinned, he bent over and pulled the chocolate bar out of his bag, he put it on my desk in front of me before unzipping his trousers and eased his cock out of his trousers. I looked around the classroom, Mr Smith was still in the store room and everyone else in the room looked like they were concentrating hard on their work so I leaned over in my seat and took Peter's cock in my mouth. Peter's cock was nothing like the size of his father but then I guess he had a little more time to grow and his father was inflated by Viagra so it could have misrepresented itself. It took me four minutes to earn my Twix and get a mouth full of Peter's spunk that I had to swallow quickly because the teacher's voice from the front of the class called out, "Miss Clarke...may I ask what you are doing?" I lifted my mouth from Peter's crotch and he quickly fastened his trousers. I sat bolt upright and looked to the front, "Sorry sir, I dropped my pen, it's just out of my reach under Peter's chair!" I palmed my pen off of my desk as I pushed down on my seat, lifting me out of, I walked around Peter's seat and squatted down, I made sure that my knees parted wide...just to put old Mr. Smiths off his stroke while I acted out picking up my pen and returning to my seat. After Geography I went to mid morning break, I phoned Dan again and this time he answered the phone call so I told him about Peter and the lie that I'd told about why I'd phoned him earlier and asked him to fall in line with my lie. After Mid morning break I went to my English class. I was the typical nerdy student, I sat as close to the front of the class as possible so that I was best placed to impress my teachers, best placed to answer questions thrown out into the classroom by the teacher. I'd never even held a boys hand in school before today and when I walked into the English classroom I realised that the other students weren't nearly as preoccupied with their Geography lesson as I'd thought and suddenly I was very popular with the boys, all vying for my attention, vying to get me to sit next to them. By the end of that Monday, I had earned five chocolate bars and a whole lot of new friends. 3,646 Words.
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