As Cassie walked through the lobby of the hotel her heels clicked as she effortlessly strode in her three-inch black stilettos, She preferred to wear higher heels, but given that she was at the advertising conference all day, she was pleased she had opted for the comparatively lower heels. She made her way to the lift; after a short wait, the doors opened. She stepped inside, pressed the button, and watched the doors close in the mirror behind her. She looked up at the security camera in the corner of the lift and couldn't help thinking some security guard was watching her on the other side. Cassie was fully aware that men found her attractive. Not only had she had caught a few ogling, she truly enjoyed the attention.
Cassie was 5-7, making her almost six feet tall in her favourite heels. Her dress size was 2; she had 34D natural breasts; and they projected from an hourglass figure. She was a natural redhead with pale skin. She Adjusting her white blouse and jacket while looking in the mirror as the lift signaled arrival at her floor. The doors opened and she stepped out to walk the short distance to her room, where she opened the door with the key card. She went in and shut the door behind her.
Since Cassie was the advertising agency's lead contract negotiator, her company had been generous with her room: it was larger than most and had a separate lounge area next to the bedroom. As she opened the wardrobe door, stepping out of her heels and hanging her jacket up, she looked down at her favourite heels. She loved how sexy they made her feel, and she knew she looked good in them. She thought she would have a little fun.
The last few nights she had ordered room service, and the same server had come to her room. She had noticed him looking at her small collection of heels she had brought with her, so she wondered what would happen if she made a little effort and challenged herself to get his number.
She picked up the shoes and some different stockings and sat in the lounge area. Lifting her short skirt, she sat down to unclip the meek brown stockings. She rolled them down her long legs before putting on her sexy nude and black back seam stockings. They rolled up her legs as she made sure the Cuban heel and seam were perfectly aligned before clipping them onto her garter belt.
Then she slid her dainty size 5 feet into her favourite heels, a pair of patent leather black louboutin Fifi stilettos with a 4½-inch heel. The moment she put them on, she felt sexy. She stood up and strutted to the mirror to have a look. After a few seconds, she made the call to room service, strutted back to the chair in the lounge, and waited for the knock on the door.
Cassie sat with her legs crossed, facing the door in anticipation of that knock. She hoped it would be the same guy as had come the previous night. She'd found him rather attractive and was eager to see if he would take any notice of her outfit. She did not have to wait long before the door knocked and she heard a male voice call out "room service."
She was not sure if the voice was the same. "Come in," she said, knowing the staff had key cards to open the doors. She watched the door swing open. To her delight, it was the same staff member who walked through the door.
His eyes widened and saw her looking directly at him. "I'll just put it on the desk," he said as he placed the tray down. "Will there be anything else, miss?"
"Well, actually, there is," she responded as she stood up and walked over to him. "I wondered if I could have your number and maybe when you finish, you could come back up for a drink," she purred.
He paused a second before responding: "Why don't you give me yours and I'll send you a message when I'm finished?"
