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Crew Hotels

Posted by: Jayney Age: Now Posted on: 09 Sep 2016 4 comments
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Some are way better than others, but if you are in a crew hotel when you're on short haul, you're too knackered to enjoy wherever it is you are. Sleep is the only thing you want.....well....maybe something to help you sleep. In this particular hotel, something wasn't right.

I kept hearing soft footsteps behind a wall. Not believing in ghosts, I tried to work out where the muffled voices and footsteps were coming from. It took a while for me to work out there was a service corridor running the length of the building. People were passing day and night right behind a (not very thick) wall. Said wall had a large mirror on it, and once I knew what the sounds were, it didn't take my I,agitation long to get going. I wondered what it the mirror was a one way thing like you see in police interrogations sometimes? The thought that people could be looking at me as I got undressed made me horny, so I put on a show for my imaginary audience, taking off my uniform slowly, absentmindly slumping down on the bed with my legs open and occasionally rubbing myself over my panties. I imagined two of the staff, a male and female watching me through the mirror. I slipped a hand into my panties and began to masturbate. I was thinking of them getting aroused watching me, maybe wanting to fuck me. Then, in my mind, I imagned the boy grabbing the girl and reaching into her underwear. By now, I had spread my legs widely and had tugged my panties to one side. I wanted them to see my cunt...I wanted them to see right inside me. I was very wet, and I knew my orgasm would not only be huge, but would also help me sleep. (I had been flying with a real grump of a captain all day, and his disdainful, snide little remarks had turned me on) Finally, in my imagination, I thought of the boy entering the girl from behind, and that made me cum long and hard. I was still cumming as I imagined him shooting his load, in fact, I'm not sure that thought didn't pro Ong my own orgasm. Maybe crew hotels aren't so bad. It seems there is something to be said for them. Maybe next time I'm in one, I'll have a shower, then get room service to walk in while I'm almost naked. Who knows what might happen.