Thu Jun 18, 2015 10:33 am by 
Room 69: Sex. Secret. & Scandal.
.INTRODUCTION.
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Bumping and grinding in the 69th room of the Golden Gates Hotel.
Sex sounds heard through the walls, vibrations from the head board.
Secrets lie and accumulate in the hands of two unexpected people.
Lost for words, eyes watch as lust fills the room. Secrets are held
until there's no other option to take when crisis shows it's ugly face.
Money is the solution, and it will be made under any circumstances,
even if it means putting relationships in danger. Be careful where you
minaj, you never know who's watching.
-XXX-
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Amani [4/28/10]
I tapped my freshly polished nails on the Cherry Wood front desk of the Golden Gates hotel as I waited for the next check in. This was my 9 to 5, and every hour brought in a new face. Some stay, some leave, and for some...lets just say I know them by name and room. Like Mr.Harper here. "Good morning Mr.Harper" I said with a smile. "Morning Amani" he said fiddling in his wallet, looking for his Master Card. "Room 69? 3rd floor?" I asked. "You know it angel" he said finally finding his card. He placed it in my hand, "All day?" I asked. "Nah, just a few hours, maybe, 4." I looked at him as he looked away. He was nervous and timid, just like always. He silently hit one fist on the desk while his other hand tapped it. "For 4 hours, $87.57" I said handing him his card back. He nodded and began to head for his room. "Mr. Harper! Your room key?" I said waving it in my hand. He smiled and came back, "Thanks Amani" he took the black card glittered in gold. "Dont you want your receipt?!" He shook his head no & continued to the elevator. He never does want it. It was obvious he had a separate bank account from his wife.
Mr.Harper was smart though, I must admit, though he was well into his forties, he still had game. He always leaves his receipt's here, that way, wifey wont find them when she's washing his dirty underwear at night. He resemble Blair Underwood, sexy mocha complexion with waves that'll leave you sea sick. When I first started here, he could have very well had me cooped up in there, from his looks. But his status was a huge no. Married with kids, im no home wrecker. Speaking of which, here comes one now.
Rachell, or as she says, Raachelll, "It rolls sweet heart" she says in a fake French accent. Girl, your black, never stepped a foot out of America a day in your life, Give It Up! I put on a fake smile as she pranced up to the front desk wearing Versace shades, a Louis Vuitton hair scarf stepping in knock off Jimmy Choo pumps. She posed in front of the desk, "You know why im here" she said with such a snobby attitude. "Can I help you?" I asked. She took off her shades and rolled her eyes. "My man got me a room, I want my key. I dont see why your acting so brand new, Im a regular customer, and you know it" she said pointing her boney finger at me. I eyed her finger, which she pulled back immediately. "Hmm" I said as I pretended to search the computer, "What's your name?" I asked as I laughed inside. She rolled her eyes, "Rachell, dont play with me. I dont have time for this." I smirked, "No Rachell I Dont Have Time For This in my system." She growled, "Look under Micheal Harper." I looked at her, "Please" she spat. I picked up the phone a dailed the room. "Mr.Harper a woman by the name of" i stopped myself, "whats your name again?" I asked her, she rolled her eyes again, "Rachell, he knows!" I put the phone back to my ear, "Rachell wants your room key, do you even know her?"
I gave her the key, "Bout time!" she said taking it and prancing off.
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Phase 1. Sex:
Mr.Harper & Rachell
Mr.Harper & Rachell
Rachell walked into the famous Room 69, "Baby" she said softly as she walked deeper into the condo styled hotel room. "Baby? Where are you?" she said. She laid her eyes on Mr.Harper, sitting on the couch, jerking off to a Pay-Per-View porno. She chuckled as she walked behind the couch he rested his back on. "Need some help with that daddy?" she asked leaning over the couch. He smiled as he grabbed the back of her head, pulling her closer to him, tongue kissing her hard as he continued to jerk off. She moaned as he groaned, finally letting the back of her head go. She walked around the couch seductively as she watched her man slowly stroke his penis up and down. She stood in front of him, his boxers around his ankles, shirt thrown to the side. "Strip for daddy" he said as he studied her body as if she were fresh meat. She giggled and slowly reached for her thin shirt. Her full breast fell from her shirt, still held together by her bra. She began to twist her body as she removed her shorts. She unhooked her bra, letting her breast fall freely. Pulling down her panties, she bent down, and shook her ass. She came back up and tossed them on his chest. He bit his bottom lip as he took a deep whiff of her under garment. She leaned over him and kissed him. Taking his penis in her hand, she began to stroke it for him. Up and down, slowly. He groaned as he pulled her down, gripping her bare breast. She kissed his lips once more, while slowly kissing lower and lower. From his lips to his neck, down to his well built chest. She wasted no time after kissing below his belly bottom to become acquainted with an old friend. She was face to face with Mr.Harper's penis, still stroking it as pre-cum eased its way down his shaft and in between her slipery fingers. She slid her tongue from the beginning of his testicles to the tip of his penis. Taking it into her mouth, she slowly welcomed him inch by inch until Mr.Harper's penis was no longer visible.
She gagged not once as she began to slowly lift her head, while rolling her tongue up and down. His penis escaped her mouth for a moment as she gripped him with her hand tighter and began to lick his penis like a cherry lollipop. Flickering her tongue as it lapped up his pre-cum, Rachell began to pleasure her self with her index and middle fingers. Mr.Harper crowned the back of her head and began to force her head down, inflicting his 9 1/2" dick down her throat. Once he had gotten enough of this intense four play the two had endured, he pushed her head back. Shinning, his manhood stood straight. He began to jerk off once more as she climbed on top. She opened her self as she slowly slid down his enticing dick. She groaned at his entrance. No matter how many times the two slept together, his size always surprised her tight love box. Mr.Harper waited impatiently, he gripped her waist and pushed her body down, welcoming himself into her pussy. She threw her head back as she hissed. He gripped her ass and began to grind. Stroke by stroke he began to pick up his speed as the sounds of his erect dick pushing inside of her wet box chanted him on. They moved in unison as sweat beads formed all over their bodies. Mr.Harper rolled over, now positioned in missionary. He dicked her down as he held her legs up to her chest. She screamed and moaned until her body had taken enough pleasure, she came without verbal warning. He grunted with each stroke as the sweat from his forehead ran down to his chin, and dripped down on her stomach. "Ohh cum baby pleasee" Rachell pleaded. She could fill his dick jerk inside of her, and she knew her wish, and her pussy, was about to be filled. He stroked inside of her faster & harder, for he knew they would be the last of this sexual expedition. He exploded inside of her, with out a condom, his cum warmed her insides, leaving a tingling feeling inside of her...
Amani
I watched at my desk as Rachell walked out of the elevator and over to the front desk. Sex scents hugged her body as she gave me the key and walked off. I sprayed Llysol and squirted Germ X in the palm of my hand. Stank hoe didn't shower afterword, ugh. I waited for Mr.Harper to appear, and that he did. He placed the key on the counter and a $50 bill on top. "You have a good day sweet heart" he said winking, then turning around to leave.
I wasn't sure if he was coming on to me or not. But I was sure that money was money, no matter who gave it. I placed the money in my pocket as i looked at the time on the computer screen, 1:00. I was on my break, sad thing was, I couldn't leave until the next girl showed up...
