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Two Dicks, One Quim

I love the way they treat you when you book a suite....even a small one as we did! Talk about falling at your feet! I loved the fawning and the deference. Early on our first morning, Steve and I were awake...well...we had to be since his cock was fully up my bum and he was about to cum. (Anal sex was on Steve's wish list....and it's a fucking loooong list!) he shot his load, and after a cuddle he went for a shower. I heard faint noises outside our suite door, and poked my head around to see a laundry trolley services at the suite opposite. 



There were towels the size of counties, bath robes, sheets and......a stack of freshly laundered room service uniforms, presumably headed for wherever the staff change. Each was in a large plastic bag, males on the right, females on the left, and each had a size clearly visible. I yanked a F10 and decided later, we would play "room service".



Steve loved the idea, but dared me to put it on, naked underneath and walk the length of the corridor, go down to reception, and back. 



It all went quim-wettingly well, until I stepped out of the lift in the foyer. There I was dragged off by a manager into what he said was his office, but looked more like a slightly upgraded store room. 



"You use the UTILITY lift, you ignorant cunt!" He laid into me about being Polish or "from some other godforsaken fucking shithole" and that I'd come "grubbing round here for a job." He was a grade A cunt, and I decided to teach him a lesson.



When he said he would sack me, I managed a really convincing Polish accent, and very broken English.



"Please.....no sack......I need job......I do thing for you?"



And I lifted my uniform.



I could see by the bulge forming in his stripped trousers that I had him, and soon enough, his cock was in my hand. Oh, he wanted to fuck me but I just said, "Period.....not possible" and proceeded to wank him and suck his cock alternately.



He wasn't long in depositing his load in my mouth. I got up, and quite deliberately spat the whole lot down the front of those immaculate trousers.



This time, in perfect English with no trace of an accent I said. "Check your booking records for who is in the (X) suite. My husband and I like playing games, you see, and sometimes, that includes dressing up, not that it's any of your business! Now, it seems obvious to me how you treat your staff, I will be having a discussion with the general manager later today."



And I turned on my heel, leaving him with his own slime running down his trousers, and shitting himself.



When I got back to the suite, I told Steve all about it, and I got another cock....this time up my quim, while still in the uniform, and still in the accent too!

 



Posted on: 2017-04-27 06:01:01 | Author: