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I trudged into work for another evening shift. I seemed to have become a regular occurrence now, working double shifts because someone had called in sick or left. I hung up my jacket and signed in, heading to find my manager for a list of rooms to attend to for the evening in amongst any calls. I found him and he looked up as I entered the office.
"Ah you're here. You've been requested for the evening to carry out service for one room" he said, finding the keys. I looked at him a bit bemused for a minute, waiting for him to explain some more.
"Don't ask me," he said, reading my expression, "She just rang down and requested you specifically and said to send you up once you started work" he said, handing me the key.
"I dunno why anyone would do that" I said, trying not to sound unsure.
"And as you know, we pride ourselves on quality customer service around here. So hop to it" he said, looking up with a finalising expression. I gave a nod and headed out, then looked down at the key in my hand. The number 69 was stencilled in white on the cheap, black plastic key handle, wisps of plastic around the edges. I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the room number, and wondered why the hell I'd been personally requested. I figured it was just a mate playing a prank on me, maybe he thought it'd get me out of my shift.
It occurred to me, once I reached the fifth floor, that I could have checked the list of guests to find out who I was meant to be serving for the evening. I certainly wasn't about to walk back down five flights of stairs to find out though. I headed along the corridor, counting through the numbers to reach number 69 at the end. It was an end room so subsequently large, one of the more luxurious suites at the hotel. I knocked on the door and waited a moment, hearing nothing. I slotted the key into the lock with a click and turned it, opening the large door and heading in. I stepped in and saw nobody around, but something caught my eye on the table. Walking closer I saw it was a note on a piece of folded white paper, which I picked up, flicking it open with a twist of my fingers.
"The shower could use some special attention" it said in soft, feminine handwriting. I felt my cock twitch as I read the note again to make sure I'd seen it right. I pondered for a minute, wondering what was going on, and then headed down the hall to the bathroom. I paused for a moment outside, thinking I could hear water running but dismissed it. The doors were pretty solid so you couldn't hear a lot of things through them, and nobody was here it seemed. I opened the door and walked in, looking up. I caught my breath with a choking sound in the warm, steamy air at what I saw in front of me. Shakira stood in the open shower, the hot water cascading down over her tight, tanned body as she lathered up. A trail of soapy water ran down her spine and between the firm cheeks of her arse as she soaped up her shoulders, her hands then sliding to foam up her perky breasts. She turned slightly and looked over her shoulder.
"I wondered when you'd get here" she said in her sexy Colombian accent, her hand sliding down to soap her toned stomach as she gave a seductive smile. I still couldn't form words as she turned back and slowly rinsed herself off, rubbing her hands over every inch of her fine body. My cock was now rock hard, which I'd barely noticed as I'd watched her gorgeous form. She reached up and flicked the shower off with a flick of her hand and then stepped out. She gave me a full frontal, her long, tanned body glistening with wetness, and a pussy clean shaven to perfection.
She grabbed a towel and blotted her face before smiling at me. She reached up and started at her shoulders, briskly rubbing the soft towel over her breasts and stomach, and then down over her shaven mound, where she paused for a few seconds. Shakira then bent over away from me and rubbed the towel slowly up and down her long legs, taking her time before moving back up and rubbing the towel around her tight rear. She wiggled her hips as she dried off, really making a show.
"How's that fine arse been doing?" I said, my first words to her.
"It's doing just fine, but it was really sore after last time. Next time I get my ass fucked it's gonna have to be properly lubed. Unfortunately I forgot to get any, so we'll have to give it a miss this time. I'll make it more than worth your while though" she purred, giving me a wink.
She pulled the towel across her tight arse again before giving a quick drag up her back as she stood up, and then throwing the towel aside as she turned to me again. She stepped towards me a little, glancing at the bulge in my trousers, and then put one foot up on the toilet. She put her arms behind her head and stretched her smooth, tanned body out. Shakira looked at me with playful eyes.
"Do you think I need to lose weight?" she said in a light hearted manner.
"No, you look absolutely stunning" I said, smiling at her. She smiled back and put her legs down, sauntering over to me. Shakira pressed her still damp body against me and drew me into a long, lingering kiss.
"I've been thinking about this since we were last together" she whispered, barely moving away from me, our noses almost touching. She gave me another kiss and then slid down onto her knees, the bulge at my crotch level with her face. Her slender fingers ran over my hardon.
"This is exactly why I asked for you" she said sexily, her fingers finding my buckle. She unclipped it and the button and then drew down the zipper in what looked like one fluid motion. She pulled my trousers down a little and then took hold of my shorts. She lifted the waistband away slightly and then pulled them down to reveal my solid 8" rod. She eyed it lustily, then leaned forwards and drew her tongue up the underside in a long, slow lick. I groaned slightly as her hot tongue ran over my cock, feeling her lips plant kisses on the bulbous head. Her hot, wet mouth slid onto my cock, her tongue lapping at the underside as she slid down to deepthroat on the first go. I felt her long hair tickle my legs as her nose pressed into my groin, her mouth sucking hard on my shaft as she gave a slight groan of pleasure.
She drew back up slowly, sucking hard, her tongue swirling under and around my shaft till she got to the head. Shakira's tongue twisted and curled around the head of my cock as she sucked hard, flicking the slit and then licking away a drop of precum. She then slid back down a bit faster, her hot, wet, mouth feeling like heaven. She went for a full deepthroat again, having no trouble controlling her gag reflex as she dove down and then withdrew again, getting a bit of a rhythm going. She started going full length for a couple of minutes, using her tongue to great effect as she slurped up and down my full 8". Going from the head, to deepthroating and back to the head again with ease. I gave a slight groan of pleasure and then all of a sudden she stopped, sliding my cock out of her mouth. I looked up at her somewhat questioningly.
"Come with me sexy" she said, leading me by the hand to her bedroom. I stumbled after her, holding my trousers up long enough to get to her room. She turned and kissed me hard, her tongue sliding into my mouth as her fingers rapidly started undoing my shirt. I returned the kiss and let my trousers and shorts drop. She had my shirt undone and I pulled it off, casting it aside onto a chair. She kissed me again, gently turning me round before giving me a gentle push and I fell back onto the bed.
My cock bounced against my stomach as I felt the soft silk sheets beneath me, cool and smooth. Shakira dropped to her knees at the end of the bed and pulled my socks off, then my trousers and shorts followed them onto the floor, leaving me naked on the bed in front of the lusty Colombian. She eyed my hard cock as it throbbed with every heartbeat, twitching invitingly. Shakira pulled herself onto the bed, sliding sexily onto all fours and moving forwards till she was was level with my cock.
"Just enjoy, my treat" she whispered, taking hold round the base of my cock. She lay down over my leg, her slick pussy now on my lower leg. She started licking my cock, slowly dragging her tongue up the underside of my shaft and over the head. Her spare hand gently took hold on my balls, softly massaging them. My breathing was quite rapid now, seeing her look up at me with her deep eyes as she very deliberately slid the head of my cock into her hot, velvet mouth. She sucked the first few inches in and then pulled back to just the head, suckling softly at its bulbous form. Her hand jerked slowly up and down the base of my shaft, mixing the sensations with that from her mouth.