The Other Side Of The Hotel Door
The consequence of being caught listening to my hotel guests fucking unfolds...
The door slowly opened, and Sam was standing behind the door. She stared at me, “it was you, wasn’t it?” “Sorry… I don’t understand?” I lied. Sam reached out and pulled me into their room. She quickly closed the door. “I know you were out there listening to us earlier,” Sam leant forward as she spoke. Her breasts were almost pressing against my chest. My face was hot, my eyes became blurry, and my throat was so dry that I...