You look around after pressing the GREEN button and see everyone hustling about. Cameramen and others scurrying around to do their jobs. You look around to see where the stars are. You still have the remote in your hand and you look at it, then all around.
"Too many people," you think to yourself, then remember what happened when you pressed the YELLOW button.
With a smile, you press it, and when you look around again, there are no cameras around. It's like you're in the casino and smile as you wonder what role you have. Your smile widens as you see Vanessa Marcil coming towards you.
"Hi. I'm Sam Marquez and I'll be looking after you during your stay with us," she says as she holds her hand out. "I'll be taking care of your every need here at the Montecido."
"My every need?" you ask, unconciously moistening your lips as you look her shapely figure over. She's wearing a short, tight fitting sleeveless dress with a teasing vee neck to show off her delicious cleavage, and 5" heels.
She smiles and nods. " All your luggage has been placed in your suite. and there is a case of Dom Perignon in the wine chiller."
"I'm a bit tired from my travelling and think I want to just rest up for a bit," you tell her
"Of course," she smiles back," I'll have someone escort you to your suite."
"Actually Sam, I was wondering if you could do that. It'll give us a chance to get.. aquainted," you say with a smile.
"Sure thing. Right this way," she says and guides you to the elevator, turning and smiling at you as you enter.
'Whenever you need something you , you can have me paged at the front desk or just call me direct," she says and hands you her card.
Taking it, you smile as your eyes go up and down her delicious figure. There isn't much more conversation in the elevator as a couple get on with you. They get off a few floors below you and Sam smiles as the doors open, waving for you to go first.
You stop to let her take the lead and admire her sleek legs and nicely rounded ass.
"Here we are," she anounces, swiping the card key to open the door, then handing it to you.
"Well, while you're here, would you mind opening one of the bottles of champagne for me while I feshen up a bit?"
She of course says she will and you go into the luxurious bathroom. You see yourself in the mirror in a smart, expensive looking ,grey tailored suit and a silk blouse. You wonder what else you have on underneath because it doesn't feel like you're normally dressed. You giggle as you hike up your skirt to reveal your sheer stockings, garter belt , and a pair of silk panties.
"These will just get in the way," you giggle and slip your panties off.
You give your trimmed pussy a quick feel and find yourself already moist, but you already knew you were.
You step out and head to the spacious living room and see Sam smiling with an open bottle of Dom Perignon in an ice bucket.
"Will there be anything else right now?" she asks as she brings the bucket to a pad on the coffee table, placing a glass beside it and pouring it for you.
"Why don't you stay for a glass?" you ask her as you sit on the plush couch, crossing your legs.
'Well... why not? I'm not doing anything for a while and she gets herself a glass and moves to sit across from you.
"Why don't you sit here? it's much cozier," you say and pat the couch beside you as you sip your champagne.
She smiles as she sits by you, her knees pressed together, half turned to face you.
"I guess I'm what you'd call a Whale in your business?" you ask her and she nods.
"Don't be offended by the name. It's just a title someone came up with," she says with a laugh, instinctively knowing how a woman might take that, since we're all kind of weight concious at times.
You laugh with her. " You DID say you'd tend to my EVERY need?" you ask to clarify things, even though you know the answer is yes before she even nods. "Well then, there IS something you could do for me right about now," you say as you uncross your legs and lean to set your glass down.
"Oh? And what can I do for you?" she asks as she too puts her glass down.
"I'm feeling a bit... hot.. at the moment," you say, leaning back against the cocuh and starting to run your hands up and down your thighs, slowly edging your skirt higher. Think you can do something about that for me?
(Ed Note:- For fun, you can make Sam either bi or maybe straight and needs a little convincing) |