1. Reunion


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: samuelle, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    with my voyeur. He jumped back, his face flooding red with embarrassment. My hopes were realized; he had been watching the entire time. Feeling increasingly mischievous, I brushed the front of his bulging pants with my hand as I stepped into the corridor. I walked away from him, allowing the breeze from my movement to lift the baby dolls enough to expose my ass, which was bare, but for my thong. When I turned to walk back to him a small dark dot on the front of his kakis was conspicuous. When I was six inches from him I stopped. “I love this one.” I backed up, returning to the dressing room this time leaving the curtain open wider than before while I removed the baby doll top and dressed. As I turned to exit the room I heard him move quickly down the hall. When I entered the store he was breathlessly leaning on a rack with his hands in his pockets attempting to cover the prominent bump in the front of his pants. I paused as I walked past, whispering softly in his ear before kissing him on the cheek. “You really can’t go wrong with either one.” “Thank you,” he called out as I walked away. My daydream ended abruptly when I was startled by a voice calling for $41.50. My trance was so deep that I had not even noticed the cab had come to a stop under the hotel portico. I gathered my purse and while swinging my legs out the open door I inadvertently exposed the waiting valet to my upper thighs and one of my new white thongs. He smiled as he clutched my hand to help me stand. ...
    After smoothing out my short denim skirt, I opened my purse, retrieved my wallet, and slid a fifty dollar bill out for the cabbie who had already set my bag next to the valet. It was warm under the portico. The valet led me quickly though the revolving front door, pausing once inside to point the way to check-in. When I turned after checking in a different valet had magically appeared with my bag, took the key card from the front desk person, and led me toward the elevators. While walking across the lobby, I scanned it for familiar faces. Seeing none, I stepped into the elevator for the ride to my 8th floor room. When we reached the room the valet inserted the key card in the slot and held the door for me to enter. It was a large, tastefully decorated room. The drapes were pulled back from the floor to ceiling windows allowing the brilliant summer sun to fill the room. The furniture consisted of a king size bed, a couch and a small desk next to an armoire. The valet set my bag on the end of the bed, I handed him a ten dollar bill and he was off without speaking. I slipped my shoes off and shuffled back toward the front door and a full marble bathroom. It had a jetted tub, a separate shower, double sinks a toilet and a bidet. The hotels I stayed in when I rode biking events certainly were nothing like this! Exiting the bathroom, I decided to unpack my things and shower before the evening mixer that was set to begin in about an hour. The cab had been warm and I was perspiring, ...
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