I was working as a 2nd shift maintenance man in a local downtown hotel. It was famous for its smaller conventions, convenient to the local nightlife, clubs and such. After a couple of years, there wasn't much I hadn't seen or heard about. Until that one night.
I got a call from dispatch that a guest was locked out of his room. It was a room that used to be a conference room but had been converted into a guest room. What didn't get changed was the small, doorless foyer in front of the guest room door. There was also a house phone on the wall inside the foyer, which I assumed the guest had called from to report his circumstance.
I rode the elevator up to the proper floor and went down the hallway towards the assigned room. It was around 10pm or so, so a lot of guests were either still out for entertainment or had already tucked in for the night. In short, there was no foot traffic on this floor.
I turned the corner of the foyer and could simply not believe my eyes!
There stood a small statured gentleman, completely nude with both his hands covering his genitals!
He appeared to be barely five feet tall, with a slender build, something around 140 pounds, I'd say. Probably in his mid-forties for age. Buck naked. In the hall. With me.
I noticed a used room service tray on the floor next to him, about three feet from the guest door. While logic could perhaps dictate the door had closed behind him, I also wondered who in the world would go three feet from their room door stark naked? Not to mention someone whom didn't flip the night latch over in order to prevent the door from closing?
I quickly arrived at my answer: someone who WANTED to be seen stark naked in public. Not that this bothered me in any way. In fact, I admired his ingenuity in devising a situation that had plausible deniability that it was done on purpose. It wasn't like he was strolling around the hallway stark naked or running through the bar or pool area. He had, I thought, arrived at a most perfect solution.
I wondered how I could play this to MY satisfaction as well as keeping his fantasy/fetish going. I knew I had to walk a tight line as I didn't want him complaining to the front desk or night manager about something I had said or done. But I also knew this was possibly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me to had a little (or a LOT) of fun as well.
He and I stood there looking at each other for several seconds. I really hadn't said anything yet and he was attempting to explain how he had attempted to put the room service tray outside when the door had shut behind him, locking him out.
The entire time was rambling, I was slowly looking him up and down, evaluating what he might be game for and what I wanted to do. All this was moving through my mind at warp speed as I knew we didn't have much time to be out in the hallway like we were. I also thought I'd need to get him moving towards a receptive position of whatever I could manage to try to do with him.
Well, I thought. Here goes nothing!
"Sir, would you be kind enough to move in front of the door? That way I can block you with my body in case another guest walks by. Then I can get the door open for us."
I deliberately used the word "us" to see if it had any effect on his expression. Much to my surprise and delight, it did not!
"Just turn and face the door, get as close to it as you can", I said.
He nonchalantly eased over in front of the door and positioned himself over to door handle side, sort of covering the door handle. His hands remained covering his genitals but now I had an unobstructed view of his ass.
"Not bad", I thought. He had the shape and texture of the ass of a twenty something year old guy, I thought. "Well, let's see how my interest can be introduced without him freaking out if he's not looking for fun?"
I stepped up directly behind him, shielding his body easily since I was twice his size. I didn't nestle my dick in the crack of his ass, but I certainly had my crotch touching his naked ass. I was quickly growing a boner with the excitement. I've got to get him inside his room so I can escalate this adventure!
I pulled my master door key card off my belt along with the card retractor. I didn't want the cord interfering in any way with how I might be able to get him as excited as I was now.
With my crotch pressing gently against his ass, I reached around with my right arm in a half-hearted attempt to reach the door lock with the key card. He was still looking at the door rather than down, so he seemingly didn't realize that his hip was blocking access to the card slot.
"Excuse me, sir. I need to adjust you so that I may be able to insert my key card", I told him.
I placed my right hand on his right hip bone very lightly and gently but at the same time I moved my left hand down and put my entire palm on his left ass cheek. I didn't grip his ass cheek or anything, I just left it solidly touching his cheek.
He didn't jump, move or (most importantly!) complain about me touching him! "Cool!", I thought. "Maybe this can turn into some fun after all?"
Keeping his body covered from view with mine, I gently nudged his hip towards the left. As his body leaned over that way, I allowed my left hand to gently glide over his ass cheek to rest right in the crack of his ass. I casually slid my middle finger down the crack of his ass, burrowing it as it travelled. He still showed no change of expression nor made a comment.