The knock startles you. You figure Lauren decided to come over to see you. When you open the door, you see someone totally unlike Lauren. It is a dark skinned lady. You can tell this isn't a tanning salon color. She was born with this sensuous skin. As you try to make your mouth work, you notice she must be 6 feet tall, and well built.
"My name is Monique. I was at the other end of the hallway, waiting for my husband to show up. I finally got my courage up to come down here. I am locked out of my room. My husband has the only keycard, and he told the desk we only wanted one. So, they won't give me one. Can I come in, for a moment, and use your phone."
You finally get your voice, and say, "Sure, come on in. The phone is over there. Hold on, if the call isn't local, use my cellphone. I have plenty of minutes to burn." She takes the phone from your hand. You notice what she is wearing as she passes you. She has a lightweight mid-thigh black skirt, and what looks like a sheer black blouse tucked into the skirt.
When she reaches her husband on his cellphone, you figure she isn't happy. She calmly discusses the fact of being locked out, without her phone, and the desk won't give her a card. From her look, you think he isn't answering her the way she expected. Finally, she hangs up.
"He says he will be back in 2 or 3 hours. Now, I have no phone and no purse, what does he expect me to do until he decides to show up? He can be so stupid."
"I can't leave a damsel in distress. I extend an offer to wait here with me, until he returns. I have plenty of refreshments, and I will try to make good conversation."
"I don't want to mess up your evening. You just arrived, and must have plans."
"No, nothing planned for tonight, Just gonna sit around, and have a few drinks."
"OK, I could use a drink. What do you want, I'm making them?"
You tell her, "Monique, surprise me."
As you sit in the chair, Monique makes 2 drinks. Bringing them over, she bends over, and hands one to you. You try to discretely look at her, checking her out. Between her skin color, and her black top, you can not see anything, but as she sits in the other chair, you can tell she has a nice size rack, maybe a small C-cup. With her height, her chest looks large, while she is a svelte lady. You think she would look at home in an evening dress.
You two talk for about a half hour, each having 2 drinks. You decide she makes a great drink, and let her continue to make yours.
Monique gets up, and walks over to the balcony, and says, "If you don't mind, I have an idea." |