THE PERFORMANCE - CHAPTER SIXTEEN
The events of the entire day and night had been draining for both Tom and Cate, and they were looking forward to de-stressing in the sumptuously appointed suite that Jason and his company were generous enough to provide. It was a pleasure to finally have some private time together and relax.
When they finally settled into the room that evening after the group grope in the theatre, (and the Jason hallway conversation), the first order of business was room service. Having missed dinner, both were famished, and so a late evening meal was in order. While waiting for their food, Cate took the opportunity to strip out of her by now infamous meet-and-greet outfit, divest herself of the heavy stage makeup, and take a long, hot, cleansing shower. She emerged from the bathroom sparkling clean, sweet-smelling, freshly shaved, and feeling like a whole new woman. Tom soaked in the sight before him and again thanked whichever deity blessed him with the good fortune to deserve the love of this remarkable lady. As usual, she looked positively breathtaking. Her outfit was delightfully provocative. She was bare-breasted in high-heeled mules and a negligible thong under a black, transparent, long-sleeved peignoir, that featured a marabou collar. The elegant, floor-length negligee was a prized possession from her vast collection of vintage lingerie, and was pretty much wide open down the centre at the front, with only a single closure at the waist to keep it together.
Tom let out a low, quiet wolf whistle when she appeared. "Now that's a beautiful spectacle right there," he said.
"Thank you. There was no way I was going to pack half of my wardrobe to ensure I had enough choices and leave this baby at home," she said, doing a slow, sensual spin. "I know how you love this one, so I made sure to bring it just for you, my love. You're pleased, I'm guessing?"
"Very. You look thoroughly delicious."
Her shapely, nude body was clearly visible through the diaphanous garment and Tom could not help but stare in appreciation. Her luscious breasts wobbled with every move she made and her microscopic undies did little to hide her nether region. The thong barely covered her prominent, bald mons and her ass cheeks were perfectly bare and on display. When room service knocked at the door, the couple looked at each other and grinned.
"You or me?" Cate asked, looking at her hubby wide-eyed and with raised brows.
"What do you think?" Tom replied, smirking and gesturing to the door with his chin.
Cate sighed dramatically and sauntered towards the door. "You'd think you'd have gotten your fill of showing me off tonight for gawd's sake. You are turning me into quite the shameless floozy, and I think I am embracing the role quite well, don't you?" she asked, teasingly. "Well, let's see who we have here."
Cate swung the door open, exposing her near-naked self to the handsome youth from across the threshold. Fortunately, he was a healthy young specimen with a stout heart, or his shock may have precipitated an incident requiring the need for immediate medical assistance. He stood momentarily frozen in place and did a very accurate impression of a deer caught in the headlights as he gaped at the vision standing before him. Cate broke the spell by inviting him into the room and indicating that he put the trays on the table near the window. He made a valiant and gentlemanly effort to refrain from gawking at the magnificent beauty before him, but it proved impossible to not yield to the temptation. He couldn't help but steal the occasional furtive glance at the all-but-nude woman, as he was seeing to his task. As the young man made to withdraw, Cate escorted him to the door and tried to hand him some cash as a tip for his service.
"Thank you, but I can't accept that ma'am. Every charge for this room has been looked after and that includes any and all gratuities. Oh, but I should have asked, would you like me to open that champagne for you? It would be my pleasure," he said gesturing to the bottle on the table while trying desperately not to stare at the conspicuous, and essentially bare mounds under Cate's peignoir. A battle he found himself losing.
"No, thank you. We won't be drinking that. If I can't tip you with cash, then perhaps you could take the bottle as a token of our appreciation, and share it with someone special," she said pointing to it. The movement prompted her sizeable tits to do beautiful, eye-catching things under the transparent nightgown, and that again did not go unnoticed by the fortunate young man.
"I'm afraid I can't do that either ma'am. It would get me fired for sure if someone were to find out. But if I may be so bold, having the opportunity to visit this suite and be of service to you, and your husband, is more than gratuity enough for me. I truly hope I haven't overstepped my bounds by saying that." said the attendant, still trying desperately to keep his eyes on hers and not on her tits.
Tom merely remained seated and watched the exchange with an amused look on his face.
"No, you haven't in the slightest, and I appreciate you saying that," Cate said. "You are a very nice, respectful, and professional young man. Now, I don't mean to embarrass you or make you feel uncomfortable but I couldn't help but notice that you seem to have a healthy appreciation for my breasts. I suppose I could have dressed in something a little more modest to answer the door in, but if I'm being perfectly honest, I love the attention I get from showing off the girls, so please, don't feel bad or guilty for looking. I really do want to give you something in return for your excellent service and polite manner, so if you have your phone on you, why don't you stand beside me and take a selfie or two of us together. That is if it won't get you in trouble with your girlfriend."
"Oh no. I don't have a girlfriend to get in trouble with, so that is not a factor. Thank you," he said. " If you're sure it would be all right, I would love that. I would consider it an honour and count myself very lucky."
