2
Riley began his usual chores of the day. He returned to the lower floor to the broom closet for a bucket of water and a mop. Someone had vomited outside the corridor and he began the inglorious task of cleaning someone else's mess. Riley much preferred mopping up vomit to pacifying a hotel guest. Some of them could be real assholes at times. He began mopping away down the centre aisle and moved on to the rooms.
His mind began to wonder about what he was going to do when he finally left the resort. He was nineteen and felt that it was time to think about college to a get a degree or something. He would have to convince his mom to go along with the idea first. He might even get to wear some boys' clothing for a change.
He stood in the centre of the huge bedroom and glanced around for one last time before leaving. Satisfied that he hadn't missed anything, he bent down to gather up the collection of cleaning materials heaped in a pile at his feet and return them to the broom closet.
He was so deep in reverie that he didn't notice the door swing silently inward. Tyler walked inside, that perpetual conceited smile was as always plastered on his face.
"Hello, Riley." There was satisfaction in his tone. "Fancy seeing you here all alone."
Riley instinctively took a step backwards against the wall and away from the danger in his eyes. He knocked the brooms over. His first thought was that Tyler meant to force himself upon Riley and that if he did that he'd discover that he was a boy. That thought, as Incredible as it sounded, was even worse than the fear of being raped.
Tyler instantly stepped forward flanking his retreat.
"T-Tyler—I have work to do." He said in panic-stricken fear and an unsteady tone. "What do you want?"
"I just want to have a nice, long talk with you." He spoke in a soft voice.
Almost immediately, as if he could read Riley's thoughts, Tyler stepped forward as if he might run away and grabbed him by the shoulders.
"This is sexual harassment! Stop it!" Riley said struggling against him.
But Tyler was barely listening. Reaching out he caught hold of Riley's right wrist and pulled it back making him cry out in pain.
Tyler's big hand immediately clasped the soft spheres of Riley's buttocks possessively. Riley was terrified of what Tyler would do when he discovered that he was a boy and not a girl. There were some men in the world that reacted violently when they discovered that they had been duped.
"Get your hands off me before I scream!" Riley said, afraid that he would grope him between his legs and find a penis where a vagina was supposed to be.
"What's the matter, baby?" He sneered maliciously. "I thought you liked me. Maybe you'll think better when you have some soothing cock rammed into that hot tight pussy of yours, eh?"
Riley tried struggling again to fight him off, slapping at him with his left arm. But Tyler jerked Riley against him and held him there, cruelly twisting his arm behind him, laughing sadistically as he put a hand under Riley's chin and forced his head back.
"Wait," said Riley forcing a faint smile and with a trembling voice said: "Let me suck your cock."
"Wha—" Tyler blinked surprised and actually believed Riley.
Tyler loosened his grip slightly, but it was all the chance that Riley needed to get away. Suddenly, Riley drew up one knee and with sharp force hit him right in the groin. Tyler grunted out swearing, his eyes widening in pain as he let free of him and he staggered back grabbing his crotch.
"You little bitch! That's gonna cost you," Tyler groaned in agony. "You'll see! I'm gonna split you in half when I catch you alone! YOU HEAR ME! I'M GOING TO GET YOU BITCH!!"
Riley ran out the room and up the stairs, two at a time with a bucket and mop in his hand. His heart was pounding in his chest. He looked around and realized that he was on the reserved wing. The entire hotel staff had been banned from entering without permission from the manager himself. Even Tyler wouldn't dare come upstairs. The people who cleaned this wing were handpicked and forced to sign a non-disclosure agreement.
There were all sorts of rumours going about, but everyone knew that the entire floor had been reserved by the wealthy Lawrence family.
Riley decided to stick around a little while longer until it was safe enough to leave. He heard a sudden sound coming through a partly open door from the adjacent bedroom to his right.
It sounded like a hoarse male groan.
Jesus, who could be in there at this time of day, he wondered as he glanced at his wristwatch.
Riley grinned inwardly as he imagined a couple banging away with the help of Viagra.
The smart thing to do was walk away, but his curiosity got the better of him. Riley straightened up and bravely tiptoed towards the door. When he was a mere five or six steps away, he heard an even louder groan, a woman's voice this time!
As he reached forward to grasp the knob on the door, the low sound of a threatening animalistic growl reached his ears and caused him to stand still again.
He stood there for a moment, wondering what to do as he listened for more sounds, he looked around and back again to make sure nobody was watching him. Eventually, he was able to make out more sounds beyond the door even though his own heart was thumping so loudly. He could hear heavy quick breathing interrupted by occasional grunts and moans.
His whole body tensed involuntarily as a nearby male groan suddenly exploded to join the other human sounds from inside the room. This one came from only a couple of feet away from where he stood. There was a person leaning against the wall from inside the room.
"That's odd," Riley thought to himself.
If there was a couple on the bed having sex then that meant someone else was in the room watching them go at it.
Riley felt petrified, his white teeth clattering slightly from the anxiety he felt. His heart actually skipped a beat and he barely dared to breathe as the closest male groan resonated in his ears again.
Finally, gathering his courage and he slowly lifted his eyes from the floor to see if he could catch a quick look of the source of the sound.
He was able to make out a tall male outline standing beyond the partially opened door to his right. He blinked a few times to make sure he was seeing properly and honed into focus upon the bulky form which stood in high silhouette only a few feet away from his own position. The colour in Riley's face drained suddenly as his eyes widened in shock. He remained completely still, afraid to move for fear that any movement might draw any attention.
