Mark had booked into the hotel before the conference he was attending, and he was looking forward to a rest after all the travel to get there. The setting for the hotel and conference centre was an old country house that could have been the setting for a period drama. The place certainly had a feeling of sophistication and tradition. Best of all, Mark noticed that the maids all wore uniforms that were very much in the style of a French maid's uniform, dark and silky, with a white apron and quite a short skirt, and all quite revealing!
Once in the room, he was eager for a shower, since it had been a hot day. So, after unpacking, he went into the shower, then realised there was no towel. There were none on the rail and he couldn't find a towel anywhere else. A little bit frustrated at not being able to have his shower just yet, he rang reception, to be told someone would be up shortly.
A few minutes later there was a knock at the door, and he opened it to see a lovely girl in a very sexy maid's outfit that showed off her ample curves and long legs.
"Hello, my name is Susan," she said with an enchanting smile. "I understand you can't find the towels. Would you like me to come in to see if I can locate them?"
Mark agreed, pointing out he could not find any towels. As she walked past him, he could not fail to notice her long legs and how her bottom wiggled delightfully in her outfit.
She walked into the bathroom and pulled opened a drawer Mark had overlooked and, pulling out a towel. "Is this what you are looking for?" Susan said with a smirk.
"Oops, I didn't notice that drawer, it was well hidden," replied Mark.
As Susan walked back to the door, she turned around. "Glad to be of help. Are you here for the conference for wildlife guides?"
Mark went to reply, but he was momentarily preoccupied. Standing in the door, Susan's uniform perfectly outlined her curvaceous and sexy form, with her long wavy auburn hair tumbling down.
"Yes, I'm here for the conference for wildlife guides."
"Well, you can't be that observant if you couldn't find the towels." And she said this with a smirk, looking directly at him with her stunning blue eyes.
"I've noticed you are booked for two nights. I'm on call if you need anything". Then, after a pause, "or want something."
Then she was out the door, but Mark was intrigued. Had she given a slight pout as she had said 'want something', as if she knew he had noticed her curvaceous figure!
With thoughts of Susan in his mind, Mark undressed and got into the shower. There was a mirror above the sink, and he could see he still had a good tan from the recent trip he had been on, and he could clearly see the 'white bits' where his shorts had been. Turning around he was pleased his white bottom still looked good for his age. Of course, it was not as good as Susan's bottom, that he started to dream about.
As he had his shower, he rubbed shower gel over his body and started to massage the gel into his slumbering cock. As he did this, he started to imagine it was Susan's hand on his cock, which started to grow. He did this for a while, enjoying the feeling. Masturbating, he kept trying to imagine it was Susan who was eagerly and enthusiastically giving him a good wank. He carried on like this for a while, developing a full stiff erection, dreaming of Susan. Susan in her uniform, kneeling in front of him, as he ejaculated all over her face, hair and cleavage. He almost came with this very naughty thought, but not quite. He was tired and after playing with his cock for a while longer, he turned off the shower, used the towel to dry himself down, then went to bed, with thoughts of Susan in that uniform, still running through his mind.
Then there was the alarm waking him up and, as he got up, he noticed he had a big 'boner'. All that dreaming about the maid. He wanted to spend some time to deal with his erection but had to get ready for the conference. So, as his erection slowly subsided, he shaved, washed his face, and cleaned his teeth, before opening up the door to go down to breakfast. As he walked along the corridor Susan came out of one of the rooms. "Hello there," she smiled, "it looks like you're up and alert early this morning!"
My God Mark thought to himself. She is so gorgeous - if only she knew of the naughty fantasies I had about her! He then went down to breakfast and headed back up to his room about 30 minutes later, before going to the conference. Opening the door of his room there was a sight to behold, Susan was on the far side of his bed, making it up.
Looking towards him and smiling, her ample boobs were perfectly outlined in that tight uniform.
"Enjoy your breakfast?" She then moved around the bed the near side, to tuck in the rest of the sheets, and bent right over.
Wow, it was a sight to behold! Susan's thighs and perfect bottom was perfectly outlined in her short skirt. He was mesmerised and just wanted to go up to her from behind, lift up that skirt, then caress her knickers before pulling them down, and thrust into her from behind!
With this fantasy going through his mind Susan turned around to look round to him, without standing up.
"Like the view?" Susan said with an innocent look.
"Err ... what?" Mark had the look of an animal dazzled in car headlights.
"Do you like the view out of the window?"
"Yes," said Mark, relieved he had not been caught out looking at her lovely behind.
As Susan went out of the door with the dirty linen she looked round to Mark, paused, then smiled.
"I hope you had some nice dreams last night, do enjoy your conference."
This confused Mark even more, why on Earth would she mention having nice dreams. Did she know something?
As Susan closed the door she smiled, and a wicked smile. She knew Mark was eyeing her up from the very start, and even though he was an older guy, she fancied him and had been flirting with him. She also knew he had been dreaming last night, and must have had some naughty dreams, hopefully about her in her uniform! She knew this since she had noticed some tell tail marks on his bed linen just right where his cock would have been. It looked like he had been oozing some precum, the naughty boy. Mind you, if he had wanked himself off, she couldn't notice any sperm stains. As a maid she could be quite the hotel detective!
It was a busy day for Mark at the conference, followed by a great time talking with friends and contacts at the bar that evening. In the end he didn't get back to his room to quite late. A pity, it would have been nice to see Susan again. Anyway, feeling tired, and a bit drunk, he went straight to bed.
In the morning he woke up early, before the alarm. His mouth was dry, and he needed a drink. So, he had a drink of water and decided to clean his teeth - what he forgot to do last night. And to refresh himself even more, he decided to shave early.
Back in bed, he changed his alarm for a little bit later, but he could not sleep with thoughts of Susan in that maid's uniform going through his mind again. He caressed his cock for a while, imagining it was Susan's hand, then dreamed of Susan starting to lick and suck his cock. Then the fantasy changed again, and Susan was still sucking his cock, but straddled over the top of him in the 69 position, slowly lowering herself onto his face until her skirt formed a 'tent' over him as he started to nuzzle her wet panties.
By now he had a huge erection and dreaming about her, he almost came, but he wanted to revel in the thoughts, and held back, but was he was so randy, and was producing lots of precum. After caressing his very rigid cock for a while, he went into a lovely doze, dreaming of Susan in her uniform. Then he was woken up by the alarm and went for a shower.
As he washed himself, he stared to dream of Susan again and, as he rubbed shower gel into his cock, he starting to dream of what Susan's ample and pert tits might look like. Then, as his 'soaped' up his growing cock, he imagined it was sliding in and out of Susan's warm and very wet pussy. He was in heaven and in his own World when there was a knock at the door and Susan's voice. "Housekeeping."
"OK, I'll be there," Mark said as he frantically washed the soap off and dried himself down before putting a towel around his torso.
But he still had an erection and it was making a tent in the towel and it wouldn't go away! What should he do? Luckily, he remembered there was hand towel and he draped it over his lower arm to hide his erection.
He went out of the bathroom to go to the door, only to hear the key unlocking the door and Susan, in that uniform, that sexy uniform, coming through the door.
"Sorry." said Susan. "I thought you had got up earlier and were at breakfast."
Saying it in a way that stressed the 'UP'.
"No, I had lay in and was having a shower."
"Looks like you have had some sun, you have a nice tan there. Is that hand towel for washing?"
And without giving him the chance to do anything, she skilfully took the hand towel away from his arm.
Susan had taken the towel assuming and hoping she had an impact on him and she wasn't disappointed, his erection was making an obvious tent in his towel.
"So that is why you had the hand towel on your arm!"