I Want to Meet Girls Who Like to Look
I Let the Hotel Maid See Me Naked!...
Letting the maids see me naked at hotels has always been a fun thing for me but, being a frequent guest at most hotel chains I have had to be careful not to arouse suspicion that I might be doing this on purpose. So, most of my trips are uneventful. My experience at this particular establishment was inspired by a truly unintentional event where I was standing naked putting on deodorant in the little foyer outside my bathroom and the maid opened the door. I truthfully heard no knock. She just used her key card, opened the door, and ooops…. There I was, naked as the day I was born. I stood there actually surprised and I could have sworn I saw a slight smile on the woman’s face before she said, “Excuse me!” and backed out the door. Maybe I was just imagining the smile but it didn’t take me long to mas_tur_bate to a delicious orgasm after this happened. My next trip to this place involved an evening meeting that would last beyond the time I could get a flight out so I arranged to stay that night and fly out the next afternoon. I know that the maids typically clean early on checkout day and that I would be there when they came. I woke up early on check out day. I showered and the packed all of my belongings except for what I was wearing home. I put all these things around the corner into the room so they would not be visible from the door. I left the closet open and empty. I made sure that looking in from the door it appeared that the room was unoccupied. Then I waited. I could hear the maids outside in the hall as they chattered light heartedly going about their work. Soon I heard the light tapping of a key card on my door. I quickly picked up my phone and stood out of view of the door. I heard the door open. If she had called out I would have had to respond ending the whole thing but she didn’t. She walked right in to the room! I waited another half second and then, with the phone to my ear, pretending to be engrossed in conversation, I walked completely naked into her view. She was a slightly heavy but very nice looking Latino woman. I guessed she was in her late twenty’s or perhaps early thirties. Her eyes opened like little saucers and her hands went to her mouth. “Ohh!!! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” she said in a thick Spanish accent as she turned and hurried back to the door. But in that brief moment I saw her eyes go up and down my naked body twice. It was wonderful. I ran the scene and her wonderful ex<x>pression over and over again in my mind as I mas_turb_ated. After I was dressed I collected my suitcase and went into the hall. I saw my pretty maid in the hall. When she looked up at me I shyly said, “The room is ready now”. She smiled. I couldn’t believe the look on her face. It was as if she was saying “I saw you naked.” Again, maybe this was just my over-sexed imagination but her reaction in the hall was even better than the flash! Still smiling she said, “You go now?” I said, “Yes. Thank you.” And went to the elevator. By the time I got to my car I was shaking all over. My palms were wet and my heart was pounding in my chest. I had to have one more conversation with this lovely maid. I put my suitcase in the car and went back into the hotel. I took the elevator to the 3rd floor and stepped out. My housekeeper was standing with her cart close to the elevator talking with another maid. The other maid was older than she but actually much prettier. “I forgot my keys.” I said as I walked past them. I went into my room and came out holding the keys in my hand. I shook them and said something about how forgetful I am. They both laughed. I then looked at the girl who had walked in on me. I said, “I didn’t hear you knock before”. The girl looked at me puzzled and then looked to her friend. Her friend looked at me and said, “What?” I realized that my new very personal friend didn’t understand much English. I made a knocking gesture and pointed to my ear and said, “I didn’t hear her knock.” Then, as I was waiving the whole conversation off saying, “It’s ok. It doesn’t matter.” The older woman translated to my maid. The girl actually blushed and said something to her friend and the both started to giggle! OH my GOD!!!! These two women, in Spanish, were discussing the whole event while I stood there! I put on my best embarrassed look. My maid looked at me again smiling and said, “I am very sorry.” I was in heaven. After a few last attempts at prolonging the conversation I got in the elevator and went off to catch my plane.
I have many more trips to this hotel ahead. I want to tell her that she is welcome to enter my room at any time but I won’t. Unless any of you have some brilliant ideas on how to continue this safely I will have to be content with the memory.
Letting the maids see me naked at hotels has always been a fun thing for me but, being a frequent guest at most hotel chains I have had to be careful not to arouse suspicion that I might be doing this on purpose. So, most of my trips are uneventful. My experience at this particular establishment was inspired by a truly unintentional event where I was standing naked putting on deodorant in the little foyer outside my bathroom and the maid opened the door. I truthfully heard no knock. She just used her key card, opened the door, and ooops…. There I was, naked as the day I was born. I stood there actually surprised and I could have sworn I saw a slight smile on the woman’s face before she said, “Excuse me!” and backed out the door. Maybe I was just imagining the smile but it didn’t take me long to mas_tur_bate to a delicious orgasm after this happened. My next trip to this place involved an evening meeting that would last beyond the time I could get a flight out so I arranged to stay that night and fly out the next afternoon. I know that the maids typically clean early on checkout day and that I would be there when they came. I woke up early on check out day. I showered and the packed all of my belongings except for what I was wearing home. I put all these things around the corner into the room so they would not be visible from the door. I left the closet open and empty. I made sure that looking in from the door it appeared that the room was unoccupied. Then I waited. I could hear the maids outside in the hall as they chattered light heartedly going about their work. Soon I heard the light tapping of a key card on my door. I quickly picked up my phone and stood out of view of the door. I heard the door open. If she had called out I would have had to respond ending the whole thing but she didn’t. She walked right in to the room! I waited another half second and then, with the phone to my ear, pretending to be engrossed in conversation, I walked completely naked into her view. She was a slightly heavy but very nice looking Latino woman. I guessed she was in her late twenty’s or perhaps early thirties. Her eyes opened like little saucers and her hands went to her mouth. “Ohh!!! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” she said in a thick Spanish accent as she turned and hurried back to the door. But in that brief moment I saw her eyes go up and down my naked body twice. It was wonderful. I ran the scene and her wonderful ex<x>pression over and over again in my mind as I mas_turb_ated. After I was dressed I collected my suitcase and went into the hall. I saw my pretty maid in the hall. When she looked up at me I shyly said, “The room is ready now”. She smiled. I couldn’t believe the look on her face. It was as if she was saying “I saw you naked.” Again, maybe this was just my over-sexed imagination but her reaction in the hall was even better than the flash! Still smiling she said, “You go now?” I said, “Yes. Thank you.” And went to the elevator. By the time I got to my car I was shaking all over. My palms were wet and my heart was pounding in my chest. I had to have one more conversation with this lovely maid. I put my suitcase in the car and went back into the hotel. I took the elevator to the 3rd floor and stepped out. My housekeeper was standing with her cart close to the elevator talking with another maid. The other maid was older than she but actually much prettier. “I forgot my keys.” I said as I walked past them. I went into my room and came out holding the keys in my hand. I shook them and said something about how forgetful I am. They both laughed. I then looked at the girl who had walked in on me. I said, “I didn’t hear you knock before”. The girl looked at me puzzled and then looked to her friend. Her friend looked at me and said, “What?” I realized that my new very personal friend didn’t understand much English. I made a knocking gesture and pointed to my ear and said, “I didn’t hear her knock.” Then, as I was waiving the whole conversation off saying, “It’s ok. It doesn’t matter.” The older woman translated to my maid. The girl actually blushed and said something to her friend and the both started to giggle! OH my GOD!!!! These two women, in Spanish, were discussing the whole event while I stood there! I put on my best embarrassed look. My maid looked at me again smiling and said, “I am very sorry.” I was in heaven. After a few last attempts at prolonging the conversation I got in the elevator and went off to catch my plane.
I have many more trips to this hotel ahead. I want to tell her that she is welcome to enter my room at any time but I won’t. Unless any of you have some brilliant ideas on how to continue this safely I will have to be content with the memory.
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