I went down to dinner at seven and it looked like they had all been in the bar since the last session finished at five...so they were all pissed. Tried to talk to a guy that I fancied but he seemed more interested in the wine and talking about football than my 'I'm horny' signals. I even undid a button my blouse while we were talking to get his attention but no luck. So after the meal I went into the quieter bar and left them to their male bonding...which is where things got interesting!
I was sitting at a table in the corner on my own with a glass of wine flicking through one of the newspapers and was actually looking at the TV page when one of the waiters came over tidying up, wiping down the tables etc. Now, I'm sure you will have noticed that most of the people that work in hotels these days are from abroad, here to learn the hotel trade and to improve their English. This hotel is no different and most of the staff seemed to be Spanish...and this guy looked like a movie star...talk about tall dark and handsome, he was gorgeous!
Anyway, he sees me looking at the TV page and asks "What's on tonight, anything interesting?" in his sexy Spanish accent so we have a quick chat and agree that another repeat of Gavin & Stacy at nine looks the best thing...and then I said "Well, I don't suppose it matters to you anyway because you're working."
And he says "No, I finish at nine...maybe I'll see if they will put it on in the bar for me." and he gives me this doe eyed look while clearly looking down my top at the same time...so as I'm horny, he's gorgeous and clearly interested...
I say " I'm in 724, why don't you come up and watch it with me?"
He gives me a grin like the proverbial Cheshire cat because he knows he's in and says "OK, thank you that would be very nice. My name is Ramon. Can I ask you to go up to your room first please as my manager would not like this arrangement?" So I just nod, tell him it's ok and I'll see him in half an hour as it's 20:30 already and he wanders off with a real spring in his step while I watch his cute arse disappearing around the bar.
So I finished my wine and turned a few pages on the paper before trying not to rush up to my room. I looked it myself in the lift and my face looked flushed with excitement and you could see my nipples straining against my clothes, I was definitely breathing a little faster and I could feel that my already moist pussy was getting wetter. Once in my room I had a quick tidy up and touched up my makeup, extra spray of perfume and then thought about what I should be wearing. I did think of just striping off and getting into bed but that seemed too blatant...and if for whatever reason I decided not to go ahead with it then it would be easier to do if I wasn't stark naked! I settled for taking off my tights and lowering the buttons on my blouse to the point where it was just about decent before putting the TV on - with the sound just about on - and sitting on the bed to wait. He knocked the door at 21:02 promptly and I let him. He was carrying a bottle of wine and two glasses and had changed into jeans and an open necked shirt. He gave me one of those continental kisses on both cheeks, thanked me for inviting him and walked around to the far side of the bed managing to slip off his shoes, open the wine and pour me a glass all at the same time...so all of a sudden there we were sitting side by side on the bed, glass of wine in hand watching the TV like we were old friends. Smooth I thought, very smooth...