Everyone in this story if over the age of 18.
Hello my name is Emma and I just started an amazing new job. I was now a mystery shopper but for hotels. This meant I got to travel the country staying in different hotels and reviewing the service. It was a dream job for me and amazing to get at only 20. I had just arrived at my first hotel to review. The hotel was an independent one and they had paid to get there service reviewed.
After I got into my room I quickly checked it out. It was fairly basic with a large bend to one side and a small sofa that faced one side of it. It had a chest of drawers with a tv on top and a bathroom to the left as you walked in. I left to see some of the rest of the hotel. I was very happy with the place and it was very well ran. I enjoyed a nice meal in the evening and had a restful night sleep. The next morning I decided to go and explore the local area. This is what I was most excited about with my new job. I loved to travel and explore and now I was being paid to do it. Just after lunch I returned to the hotel and started to walk past the lady at reception when she waved me over.
"Hello miss." She called.
"Hello." I said back. She was older, maybe 40s with brown hair. She had a full figure with large breasts.
"Are you the lady in room 57?" She asked.
"Yes." I replied. She shot me a dirty look.
"I suggest you come with me." She said harshly. I was concerned and I followed her into the office behind the reception. She sat down behind the desk and I stood in front.
"You think this place is a joke?" She asked.
"No." I said confused. With that she pulled a small bag of white powder out and dropped it on the desk. I looked at it confused.
"I will not have drugs in my hotel." She told me.
"That's not mine." I said honestly. I don't do drugs and definitely did not bring any.
"This was found in your room by the cleaners." She told me.
"I swear that's not mine." I pleaded. I was so scared now.
"Look I know who you are and I will need to report this." She said. I was very scared now. The drugs were not mine but I would be fired for this without a doubt.
"Please they are not mine." I said close to tears.
"Don't lie to me." She said angrily.
"I'm not." I said crying for real now.
"Look." She said claimed now. "I don't want to see you fired. How about you go to your room and I will visit you later. Maybe we can work something out."
I quickly agreed and fled back to my room. My hands were shaking and I did not understand what was happening. I felt sick as I sat and waited for a few hours. I thought about ways out of these but I was not with the company long for them to outright trust me if this was reported. I almost jumped out of my skin when there was a knock at the door. I opened it and was greeted by the women from before. A man was with her. He was of the same age as her with short brown hair and an average build.
"I did not introduce myself earlier. I'm Lisa and this is my husband Mark. We are the owners of this hotel." She told me as she walked in.
They walked in and both sat on the sofa that faced the bed. They pointed to the bed motioning me to sit on the edge. She was dressed in a white blouse and black skirt. He was mating with white shirt and black trousers. I felt too casual in my jumper and leggings. My leggings showed my slim legs and the jumper hid my slim body. My blonde hair was tied back in a simple ponytail.
"We are very reasonable people." She told me. "I take it you don't want to get fired?"
"No." I replied
"Good." She smiled. "Now maybe if you did something for us we could forgot all about it."
"What do you want?" I asked concerned. She smiled at me.