Well it’s happened to me more than once but I’ll just tell you about the first time it happened. I was staying in a hotel in France - a typical modest city hotel mainly for people on business as I was. A very nice receptionist in a red dress checked me in and we chatted for a bit as you do. She was probably mid-thirties, short dark hair, attractive.
Anyway I had to be up early in the morning for a flight so I asked her for breakfast in my room at seven o’clock next morning.
At about ten to seven there’s a knock at the door and in she walks with the breakfast and I’m naked having just got out of bed. And when I say naked I mean completely in the nude, not a stitch on.
She looks me up and down, smiles and says ‘Ooh la la’. Yes, honestly, not ‘Sorry’ or ‘Excusez-moi’ or anything just ‘Ooh la la’.
I mean what do you do? Clamp your hands over your private parts like the proverbial ‘embarrassed nude’ that just draws attention to the fact you’re in the nude . Rush into the bathroom - that seems rather impolite.
‘Bonjour,’ she says, ‘where do you want the breakfast tray?’
Oh my gosh!. All I can think is that she is looking at me with no clothes on. She can see my….
’on the er… the er…’
’On the bed?’
It is rather erotic being naked in a room with an attractive lady in a red dress. It is rather making me nervous.
‘Er… yes… er… thank you…’ I mumble.
She goes over to the curtains and draws them open. Sunlight streams in. I look out the window.
‘Lovely weather for the time of year..’
The saving ploy for every embarrassing situation- talk about the weather.
That nearly happened to me a few months back in a hotel in Berlin, I heard like a very faint knock at the door then again so I went to the door quickly with just my t-shirt on so to stop anyone one coming in I just got to the door before as the hotel maid opened door lol
