Please note:
this story, which is a long one, mostly focuses on two coworkers and the relationship that develops between them, but includes lactation play, anal, and a threesome. If that's not what you're looking for, you might want to skip this one.
"I'm sorry, Jay - there's just really no other option. The hotel is filled up with our staff and attendees and with several city-wide conventions underway across Miami, there's no other hotel with a room available within miles."
Linda, my boss, explained all of this with the air of someone who had been more than happy to book herself in to arrive a few days early and didn't have to share her room with a coworker. Or that might have been me projecting just a bit. Or it might've been the fact I'd asked to come out a day earlier but was denied because of the "cost." Either way, it was the end of a long day of travel and I just wanted to get to my room, order room service, veg out for a bit, and then hit the sack early since I'd be up at the crack of dawn to start preparing for my company's conference.
I sighed. "Okay, but any idea who I'll be sharing with?" I've worked at this company for more than a decade and while I liked many of my colleagues, I liked them as coworkers, not roomies. Linda paused as she thought for a second, "Well, almost everyone is here and I'll need to take a look at the rooming list, but there's only a handful of folks who are still expected. It will definitely be someone else from staff and not an attendee if that helps."
It didn't help, but Linda went on to explain it would only need to be for two nights and then the hotel would be able to move either myself or my future roommate to a different room. I sighed again. Well, it could certainly be worse, I suppose. I replied, "Okay, Linda. I guess I'll try and make the best of it."
"I knew I could count on you, Jay!", Linda enthused. "And as a thank you, if you'd like, after the meeting is over I can give you a couple extra days of vacation once we're all back at the office. Just let me know by Thursday." I thanked her and made my way to the reception desk to check-in and pick up my keys.
~~~
"Mr. O'Neill?" The desk clerk was looking at me expectantly. I must have completely zoned out. I tried to look suitably abashed and replied, "So sorry, I spaced out there for a second -- it's been a long day." Victoria, according to her name badge, smiled with what seemed real sympathy. "Quite all right, sir. I was just asking if the offered room would be acceptable. I understand you're having to share with one of your coworkers." I paused, and replied "Would it hurt your feelings terribly if I told you I lost the thread a bit before that? I must be even more tired than I thought."
Victoria's eyes crinkled up with the smile this time. "Of course, no problem. I was just saying the last double queen room was booked but that I do have a room that's not part of the current official inventory - it was in the process of being remodeled and it hasn't been added back into the system yet. It's a suite with two cozy, but separate bedrooms -- however only one of the two guest bathrooms is in working order, though there is a powder room off the suite itself. If you think you and your colleague would be fine with that, I think it might at least provide some privacy. And I'll be also providing you some vouchers for some additional amenities during your stay to make up for the inconvenience."
"Victoria, if I wasn't already married, I think I might propose here and now. Yes, that would be perfect. I really can't thank you enough." She gave me a little wink and quietly added, "We'll just have to see about that, won't we?" And then a little more loudly, she went on "Here are your room keys, Mr. O'Neill. Room 1749. That's here in the south tower, and the elevators are just here to your right. Do you need any additional assistance or is there anything else I can do for you?" She looked at me with an open and frank look. I took in her curly auburn hair and freckles -- one of my favorite things. It really had been a hell of a day and while the spirit was willing, the flesh was weak.
"Any other night, Victoria, and I might consider taking you up on that, but I think I'm about done in for tonight. Will you be here again tomorrow?" I asked. "Yes, I'm working nights for the rest of the week. If I can be of any service to you or if you need anything, please just let me know," she paused, and licked her lips. "Anything at all."
~~~
A few minutes later, up in my room but lighter by a pair of shoes and starting to shake-off the weight of the day, I paused to take stock of my surroundings. The suite was the type often used for corporate entertaining, with two small bedrooms off a main shared room. My bedroom was on the left, as you entered the room -- as I was first here, I went ahead and took the bedroom with the working bathroom. The other one was almost done, but the sink and toilet installation wasn't completed yet. Whoever my roomie was, they would have to either make do with the powder room attached to the central shared space or ask to borrow my shower. Considering the view from the main room, I doubt they'd complain. The windows looked out on the bright lights of the city and the open water. I was happy not to be on the other side of the hotel with the view of the pool -- I doubt it would be a problem seventeen floors up, but in my experience, hotel pool areas are not conducive to sleep.
My phone rang, it was my wife Marie. "Hey Sweetie. You hire a new pool boy yet?" I asked.
"You know, no one else is willing to work as hard as you do for so little pay."
"I stay in the job for the fringe benefits."
We bantered back and forth some more, talked about the kids, and were wrapping up our conversation.
"So you find any sweet young thing down there in Miami to help you deal with the crushing loneliness of life without me for a few days?"
"Well, there was a really cute desk clerk who was giving me the eye. You'd like her - she's just our type."
"Ooh, do tell!"
