My phone rings and I answer it. Caller ID displayed Kimmy's cell number, so I knew who it was. She was out of town at another, 'sales meeting' as she called it. I had helped her pick out her panties and tops, she liked that. Sometimes she needed to show off a little.
"Hi Swee, did you get a room ok?"
"Uh huh" she sounded nervous and a little upset.
"Are you ok?" She always wore her cell phone headset and I heard her adjusting it.
"Ohhh, I was going down to the pub to unwind, but I've managed to shut my skirt in my door... and the keys are inside."
"Well... umm..." I chuckled, "...are you alone?"
"Don't laugh. It's not funny...Yes I'm alone."
"Well, have you tried calling the hotel desk?"
"I tried that. It's late. All I get is the answering machine." I heard her struggling with the door.
"Damn! It's my nice summer skirt, too!"
"Oh Kimmy, I suppose all you can do is call 911."
"NO! Forget it. I'm not calling the fire department because my skirt is jammed in the door latch." An long pause followed. We were both thinking the same thing.
"What top are you wearing?"
"I'm wearing that sheer white blouse you got me."
"Ohh Lover... " I sighed, it was one of my favorites and very sheer. Kimmy often liked to show off, especially when she was out of town.
"Oh Hon, I'm not wearing a bra." She spoke softly.
"Oh, oh Kimmy..." I sighed. She's a beautiful blond with wonderful dark chocolate nipples.
"Hon, you're going to have to step out of your skirt and go get someone to open your door." I spoke softly. Fantastic pictures began filling my head.
"Damn!" She cursed softly.
"Relax hon, your hotel is on the beach, no one will notice. Just stand tall, be proud."
"Yeah, right... Oh Walt, I'm doing it. I'm stepping out of my skirt." I could hear her breathing harder now.
"Oh hon, I can't believe it. I'm standing in the hallway in just my sheer blouse and panties. Oh Walt, my nipples are sooo hard."
"Oohh," I moaned. "What panties are you wearing?"
"My sheer whites with the wide lace waist band. Oh, hon, I'm walking down to the front desk." She too moaned.
"Are you ok?"
"Uh huh, Oh Walt, Oh... I don't believe it. Oh hon, I'm getting wet. Please don't be upset, I can't help it." She moaned softly.
"Oooohh, Kimmy..."
"Oh hon, my pussy is so wet." I could hear the ring of an elevator, then quiet as the doors closed. She sighed into her phone, then tensed as the elevator doors opened.
"Oh hon, people, people can see me. Oohh... a couple just got into the elevator with me... Oohhh, two men and a woman, they're watching me." She whispered.
"Are you ok, hon?"
"Uh huh, Ooohh, I like it. Oh Walt, they're watching me and I like it. Oh Hon, I'm unbuttoning the top few buttons of my blouse, ok? Please don't be angry."
"Oh Kimmy, Oohh... it's ok. I like it too." My voice dropped to a whisper.
"Oh hon, a man is watching me. He's looking at my nipples and my wet panties...Oohh...he's smiling at me." She whispered.
I heard the chime again and the doors opened.
"Oh lover, they're leaving. He's backing out, watching me, smiling at me. Oh Hon, I'm lifting my blouse. I'm lifting my blouse and showing him my wet pussy... Ooohh... they're going into the bar. I can't believe it. I can't believe I did that... it felt sooo good."
"Oh Kimmy, I like that..." I moaned.
"Oh damn, the desk is dark, it's too late. Damn. The sign says 'Please register at the bar.' Oh Hon, oh hon, I can't go in there...! Oh Walt, I'm standing in the hotel lobby in my panties and sheer blouse. Oh hon, I don't know what to do?"
I hesitated.
"Damn, I'm doing it. I'm walking into a crowded bar in my sheer panties and blouse... "
"Hon, they have a hot tub!"
I paced, picturing my wife in panties in a crowded Florida bar. Kimmy loved hot tubs.
"Oh hon, everyone's watching me. Oh Hon, my pussy tingles. I'm sooo wet."
