Chapter 2

My second day saw me doing normal chambermaid duties until about 9:30 when I was sent up to a room on the top floor. After knocking I went in to find a young man in his late 20s standing there in a sports jackets and casual trousers. He said his name was Mick, [Hello, well you keep writing me so I thought you'd like a role in this story, hope you aren't angry]. He asked me to go to the window and then just lean forward with my arms resting on the ledge. I did as I was told.

He walked up behind me and then I felt him gently lift my skirt up and place it over my back. He muttered "Nice, oh very nice" and then he started to slowly stroke the backs of my legs with his fingertips. That really got to me. It was difficult to keep still. Slowly he worked his fingers up to my bottom, caressing and fondling the cheeks and my hips. Then I heard him kneel down and he started to kiss the backs of my legs, followed by licking along them and moving upwards. I moaned.

Finally he reached my panties, not a moment too soon, which he carefully pulled down to my knees. Then, without warning, he simply thrust his face into my pussy, his tongue ramming into me. Talk about standing on tiptoe, I almost fell out the bloody window! It was pure heaven. He then started simply to tongue fuck me really hard; his tongue thrusting in and out, sometimes up and down and sometimes even in a circle. I was gripping the window ledge really hard, it was almost hurting. I managed to push back back once or twice, but mostly I felt too weak to do anything much except hold on for dear life.

His hands meanwhile were either holding my hips or sometimes fondling my breasts through my dress. At one point I managed to undo the first two buttons and encourage him to actually touch them, he didn't seem to mind that at all. All the time his tongue rentlessly attacked my pussy... and I was very close to the edge, in more ways then one.

And suddenly I was there,... moaning, head lolled right back, eyes closed, mouth open, hips thrusting back on to his face. Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh... oh god! Yes did I come. For a few seconds more he licked around my pussy then, thankfully by now, he stopped. He sat back on the carpet, breathing hard.

"That was wonderful." I said, and meant it.

He smiled. "On the bed please miss."

"Of course, sir," I replied as I climbed on to the double bed. He joined me and popped both of my breasts out of my bra. Straight away his mouth covered one breast while he used his hand and fingers on the other one. I felt my nipple being sucked up between his teeth; they bite it carefully while his tongue flicked across it. He did everything he could to my breasts with his mouth, licked, sucked, run his lips over them, bite... they were getting the full treatment, and all I had to do so far was lay back... just who was the guest in this hotel? He kept on my breasts for ten minute before telling me that he was worked up enough to finish himself.

"Where may I?" He asked.

That knocked me out. "Anyway you wish." I mean I had to show gratefulness didn't I?

He kneeled up and moved over to the side of my face. "Just lay there please, with your mouth open if you don't mind."

Who was I to refuse? It was the first time I had had a good look at his cock. It was a bit bigger then normal, with a purple head poking out of the skin... like an acorn. I'd loved to have popped that in my mouth, but we had been told never to make moves, only to go along with what the guests wanted. So I lay there, mouth wide open.

He rubbed his cock a few times, exposing more of the head, back and forth and then suddenly he stopped, his neck muscle stood out he started intently at my face. From the tip of his cock poured forth a stream of milky cream cum, which dribbled straight into and around my mouth. It poured all over my tongue and coated my teeth and lips. It didn't come in spurts, but just a steady stream... (he must have done this before!). I was amazed; this was something I had never seen. I felt it run around my mouth, slipping into my throat, down my tongue, sliding off my teeth. Some of it that had dribbled onto my lips and chin slide down my neck, making me go all goosebumpy. He smiled at me. I pushed my tongue out, making a lot of it pour out over my lips and joining the stuff already sliding down my neck. He leaned forward so his softening cock touched my face... I twisted a little and sucked the soft head into my mouth, swirling it around with his cum, that seemed to knock him out a bit too. Finally I let it fall from my mouth.

"I'll get a towel for you." He said, A true gentleman to the end.

I returned downstairs for a shower and a rest.

The manager then asked me to come to his office. I was a little worried, what did this mean? I went in. He told me to take a seat and then asked me how I liked the job. I told him I was enjoying it far more than I had thought. He said he had been getting very good reports about me, and that a guest had left a present from yesterday. It was from the old man who had checked out earlier this morning. It turned out it was a note simply saying 'thank you' and some vouchers for Harrods of all places for ™150!

"He'll be back," the manager told me, "On condition that you are still here."

He seemed pleased with me and told me that any doubts about my suitably for this job were well gone. "Consider yourself as part of the team." I thought, here we go; now I have to service him, but no, he said that was all, and sent me on my way.

I asked one of the other girls who had just finished in a room, "Oh, he never gets involved, it's just a job as far as he's concerned." Unbelievable.