We find Nick in the men's locker room dressing for his job. As he tied his tie and slipped on the blazer he vowed that tonight he would find a way to introduce himself to the stunning female guest in 237. Nick worked as the 6 PM to 1 AM van driver/bellman for a large hotel near the airport. The holiday travel season was in full swing and it seemed that he was forever running to the airport to pick up a guest.

It wasn't a bad job all things considering. Although the hourly wage sucked but the tips were good, then there were the hidden perks. He ate for free and could stay in a room that was down for maintenance if he needed to at no cost and those weren't the best perks.

The best perks were that the job brought him in proximity to many attractive females. Not since enrolling in college had he seen so many sexy ladies. His being tall and tanned with blond hair along with the looks and physique of a male stripper made him very popular with the ladies as did his personality.

Single, engaged or married all the ladies flirted with him and he flirted back providing they were alone in the van during the ride back to the hotel. Many times these interactions continued at the door to their rooms as he delivered their luggage and more than once he risked termination by accepting an invite inside while still on call.

Once behind the closed doors his encounters with these women ranged from mild kissing and groping to quick all-out suck and fuck sessions and at twenty-two, he felt he had the world by the ass. Tonight however despite the interest of a few of his female passengers he had made a vow to meet the female in 237.

She was a regular guest that checked in almost every Friday and stayed until Sunday. Nick surmised that she picked up a rental car at the airport as she was never a passenger in his shuttle. Whenever he spotted her heading toward the lounge usually around ten o'clock he would discreetly leave his bellman's station and head there via the kitchen.

He popped into the lounge from the kitchen entrance using the excuse of grabbing a Coke and saying hello to the bartender and waitresses. As he stood at the waitress station and sipped his beverage he was able to take in the sight of her sitting at a table by herself. Her very long and shapely crossed legs were usually covered in black pantyhose and appeared from under a short and tight skirt, they ended in a pair of stiletto heels.

When she placed a cigarette in her mouth the flame of her lighter illuminated her face momentarily and Nick could see her full red lips and the contours of her pretty face framed by long dark hair. In the soft glow of the tiny table lamp, he was able able to see her firm breasts pushing against the front of her silken blouse.

It always seemed that just as he worked up the nerve to walk over to her his cellphone buzzed which indicated that he was needed at the front desk for another pick-up and he sadly headed toward the desk after taking one long last look at the object of his desire.

Now the front desk clerk would provide him with a name if asked, but he wouldn't go that route. Mostly as it would alert the desk clerk and his buddies that Nick was interested and they might make a play for her themselves. However tonight he did not see her heading toward the lounge at her usual time and he was a little depressed. 

The desk clerk summoned him and he was informed that this would probably be his last run as no more guests were scheduled to check-in this evening. He returned his passengers to the hotel and followed them to their room with their luggage on a bell-cart. It was around eleven o'clock as he had just returned to the lobby when he saw the lady from 237 walking toward the elevators.

He surmised that she must have gone to the lounge while he was out on a pick-up run and now was heading back to her room, as usual, alone. Nick knew that this was the chance he was looking for.

He stashed his cart in a hallway off the lobby and ran up the flight of stairs so he could get on the elevator on the first floor. As he waited his heart was beating so hard in his chest he feared a heart attack was imminent. A second later the bell chimed indicating that the elevator car had arrived.

The doors slid silently and there she was standing there. She offered a polite smile and moved to one side to allow him to enter. At the sight of her and the scent of her perfume, Nick became tongue-tied. The greeting he had rehearsed became lost and he was barely able to introduce himself.

"Hello, Nick. I'm Candice. Didn't I just see you in the lobby?" she asked with a dazzling smile.

He was busted and stunned into silence and struggled on how to reply. The bell chimed again and the doors opened on the second floor where ever the gentleman he allowed her to exit first and then followed.

"Yes, I was in the lobby," he finally admitted.

"And you ran up the stairs just to ride up with me?" she continued still smiling. 

"Yes," he replied.

"Can one ask why?"

"I've seen you in the bar a half a dozen times and I have been dying to talk to you," Nick admitted.

"Yes, I've seen you staring at me and I kept waiting for you to walk over and introduce yourself," Candice said.

"Technically I'm not supposed to hang out there," he responded.

"But you risked it anyway to get a look at me," the stunning female stated.

"Yeah," Nick answered and blushed as they walked down the hall and soon they were standing at the door to her room.

"Early night?" he asked.

"Yes. Too many drunk Christmas partiers wanting me to favour them with a gift," she replied. "Can I ask you inside and offer you a drink?"

"No, I'm still on the clock," Nick responded as he struggled not to stare at her chest.

"When do you get off duty?" she asked stepping in a little closer.

"In about an hour, maybe less," he replied.

"Well, I'll be up for quite a while so you could stop back if you're interested in that drink," Candice suggested.

"I am very interested," Nick replied.

Before he could say any more his cellphone buzzed and he answered it. It was the desk telling him that he had no more runs and could punch out.

"That's it. All I have to do is park the van and fill out some paperwork and then I'm off duty," he told Candice.

"Well then hurry back," she answered planting a warm kiss on his cheek before she stepped inside her room.

Nick flew to the lobby and out the main entrance doors to the parked van. Amid squealing tires, he headed for the underground parking garage. Back in the lobby he went to the room behind the front desk and placed the keys in the key box and spent a few minutes filling out the required paperwork.

He bade the desk clerk good night and headed out the door in the direction of the employees parking lot. The minute he was out of sight he doubled back and headed to the kitchen delivery dock and the main door that was always open. He would now be able to slip past the front desk unseen.

Nick ignored the elevator and headed to the stairs. Seconds later he was gently tapping at Candice's door and once again his heart was pounding so hard that he thought she might hear it. He heard the sound of the well-oiled deadbolt being opened and seconds later the door opened with Candice standing behind it so only her head and hands were visible. She offered him a wide smile and invited him inside. Once he crossed the threshold he heard the door close behind him and he turned around to face Candice.

Nick's eyes opened wide and he was sure his mouth hung open at the sight before him. Candice had shed her regular clothing and had donned a floor-length nightgown of black satin with black lace sleeves. She once again gave him a kiss on the cheek and then took his hand in hers and led him to the small counter complete with bar stool where she bade him have a seat.

"What will you have?" she asked indicating a number of bottles in the mini-bar.

"Make it a rum and coke," he answered and watched the swaying of her gown and the movement of her ass under it as she moved to the bar to fix his drink.

She set a glass in front of him and one in front of her and then took a seat on the barstool next to him. Nick got the briefest glimpse of the tiny black panties she wore underneath before she crossed her magnificent legs. She picked up her glass and raised it and Nick did the same.

"To the Christmas season," she offered as they lightly touched each other's glasses.

As they talked Nick could help but stare and it was an effort to look into her eyes and not at her chest or her legs which were covered in the sheerest nylons he had ever seen. He had sex with some very attractive girls in college and here on the job, but none of them looked as good as she did. So between her looks, smile, perfume and sexy nightgown, Nick had become hard and despite the soft light in the room Candice had seen it.

"Now, before we go any further we need to get something out of the way," she informed him as she slid off her stool and invited Nick to do the same. Once standing she embraced him and pressed her satin clad body against his and that's when he felt it. Hidden under the folds of her satin nightie and tiny panties was an erect penis.

It wasn't as big as his but it was a stiff rod nevertheless. With her face mere millimetres from his face, he saw no trace of a male in the luscious creature before him.

"If you choose to leave I'll understand," she said softly.

To be continued.