The Outdoor Life Pt15
Benny, my roommate and I, stood in our little staff accommodation, wooden hut, and stared at the mess, looking pretty worried.
The room was extremely untidy, there was dirty clothes everywhere, rubbish pilling up here and there, a strange damp smell that we weren't sure, where it was coming from?! And then there was the damage.
We had managed to put a hole in one of the wooden walls, from a rather over enthusiastic wrestling match, we had taken part in.
The bathroom door, was hanging off its hinges, after a rather over enthusiastic sex session with Heidi, a few weeks ago.
The one window at the front of the hut, was stuck open, and we weren't sure why?! And somehow, at some point, we had managed to pull the toilet seat off, in our on suite bathroom, and didn't know how to put it back on again.
Our room, was looking like a disaster, and the reason we were now, looking very worried about it was, because, Tony the manager of the centre, had just announced in the morning meeting, there was going to be a surprised room inspection of all the staff accommodation, conducted by Wendy, the head housekeeper.
Now, Wendy was an older mature woman, in her early fifties, with jet black hair down to her neck, a rather plump, mature older body, and with what looked like, a very large chest under the blouses she wore.
She was, as I said, the head housekeeper for the centre, and in charge of all the accommodation for guests and staff, and knew the whole place inside out, so we knew, she would definitely notice the differences in our room, compared to the others.
So, desperately, knowing she could turn up any time in the next few hours, we needed to clean up, and fix everything we could as soon as possible, because, any problems or damage that she found, would be taken care of, and paid for... out of our wages!
"Okay. You pick up the rubbish! And, I'll stuff the clothes under the beds!" Benny then said urgently.
"And what do I do with the rubbish? We don't have any black bags!" I retorted back.
"Err... use a pillow case or something?" Benny replied, before he started to sweep, dirty used clothes, under his bed, with his foot.
Then, there was a knock on the door, and instantly, both Benny and I, froze where we stood.
Then the door of our hut, slowly swung open, with an eerie creak, and in stepped Wendy.
She was dressed in a white blouse, knee length black skirt, black stockings and matching high heels, and as she stepped into our little hut, she instantly stopped, and stared in horror, at the mess.
"Oh, my, god!" she then exclaimed in disbelief, staring around our very untidy room.
"Steve! Benny! What have you done to the place?!" she then asked in disbelief.
Benny and I, tried to think of something to say, but, in the end, we knew there was no excuse for this, and so, sheepishly we just muttered "Well, err... you see... err... it was..."
"Jesus Christ boys! When was the last time, you cleaned up in here? And what is that smell? And why is the bathroom door hanging off it's hinges?" she then asked firmly, before we nervously replied "Well, err... you see... err... it was..."
"No. I'm sorry lads! But, this isn't good enough!" she then said, sounding very disappointed, before she started to scribble on her pad.
"What. What are you writing?" asked Benny nervously.
"I'm making notes to show Tony! He needs to see everything that's happened in here! And I can assure you, you will both pay to get it all fixed!"
We stared at her in horror, because we knew that could be a lot of money, and we really didn't have that much money, being an outdoor instructor was great, but it didn't really pay well.
We were fucked, to put it bluntly, and needed to think quickly of a way to possibly get out of this.
Then Benny seem to have an idea, because, as Wendy continued to glance around the room, and make notes, he suddenly stepped towards her, and nervously asked "Do we have to tell, Tony? I mean, isn't there something we could do, instead?"
Wendy stopped writing, and then looked up at him with a puzzled look, before she asked curiously "What do you mean?!"
Then my roommate, stepped closer to her, reached out, and slowly placed a hand on her chubby shoulder, and then replied nervously again "Well, I mean, isn't there... some kind of arrangement, we could perhaps make, to, you know... forget about all this?!"
Wendy, then stared at him blankly for a moment, before she then looked at me, then back at Benny, then that older, mature woman, then replied "Maybe. Maybe there is?" before asking "But are you willing to do anything, anything I ask, to make this all go away?"
Benny instantly nodded in reply, before she glanced at me, and quickly I nodded too, and then looking back at my roommate again, she grinned.
Then, reaching out with her spare hand, she placed it on Benny's head, and slowly pushed him down, until he dropped to his knees in front of her, and was now the same height, as her skirt.
Then Wendy, moved her hand to her black skirt, and began pulling it up, and we watched it lift higher and higher, revealing the top of her black stockings stretched around her thick, pale thighs, before it bunched up around her waist, and showed off her big black panties, that covered her plump mature mound.
My roommate stared at the big, panty covered crotched in front of him, before Wendy's hand then moved back to Benny's head, and then pulled him towards her.
My roommates face squashed up, against her black knickers, and she then let out a soft happy moan, as he began nuzzling at her soft mound, through her underwear.
Then excitedly, Wendy, let out more pleasurable moans, as she held his head in place, and started to gently rub herself, against him.
I then stared in amazement, as this much older, chubbier woman, stood over my roommate, rubbing her panty covered pussy into his face, and eagerly, Benny licked at her panties, as she did.