It was a beautiful spring day, and I'd spent as much of it outside as possible. The only problem with that, was that now I had to go to work. I had been working at the hotel for just over a year, and the last few months doing the night audit.
The job wasn't hard. I was responsible for balancing the books each night for both the hotel side and the restaurant. I also was responsible for running the front desk from 11 PM till 7 AM. On an average night, I could have the hotel books balanced and the Front Desk paperwork done before the bar closed. Then I could relax till the bar was closed and the closing bartender closed out their tills. It was fairly common for some of the kitchen staff to still be wrapping things up around the time I got to work, so I'd often pop in there to catch up on the hot rumors before relieving the other desk clerk. Today, or I guess I should say tonight, I went in to chat, but more importantly to get a big cup of hot strong coffee.
As I approached the kitchen door, I could hear lots of hoots and laughter. I pushed through the swinging door and strangely the chatter wasn't coming from the office or the dish washing area, as was usually the case. Tonight, they were in the back part of the kitchen where the banquets were prepped. Things quieted a bit as the door swung open and made the usual noise. Before I got to the coffee pot, Kara, one of the bartenders and my wet dream walking came round the corner from the back area and headed back out to the main bar. I wondered just what I might have interrupted.
She looked spectacular, as she always did. She was about 5'10", maybe 130 pounds and had a tight, lean body. She had an amazing set of tits on that tight little frame. Her breast were large, and they looked even bigger because of the small frame she carried them on. Even the mans Tuxedo shirt and black slacks that was the Bartenders uniform did nothing to take away from her sexy look.
I made my way to the coffee, and Rob, the night cook and the Dishwasher came around the cooking line from the other side.
“Were your ears burning?” He asked with a big smile and a laugh.
“No, should they have been?”
“You have no idea! Kara was just telling us some of the things she'd like to do to you back on the prep tables!”
“Fuck You.” I laughed. I was pretty sure he was feeding me a line.
Rob and I had become friends and we'd often bull shit each other. I knew he was setting me up to embarrass myself with the gorgeous Kara.
“No, fuck you is what she was just telling us! Right Billy?” He said looking over to the dishwasher.
“That's part of what she was saying,” Billy shot back with a raised eyebrow.
Now I didn't know quite what to think. The kitchen staff was a friendly bunch but Rob had never included any of them in our little jokes before.
“Yeah, whatever. She can have any guy she wants. Why would she waste her time with me?” as I hit the door heading back to start my night.
I was nothing special, 22, 6'1", 180lbs. My body is fairly athletic as I played a lot of baseball and tennis when the weather allowed, a little basketball and volleyball when it didn't. As I walked across the banquet room back to the desk, I considered the odds of it being true. I decided the percentages were strongly in the not true category.
I clocked in and relieved the evening clerk. Got the rundown of what to expect for reservations still to arrive, a few room issues, and a little flirting as Robin counted out her shift. Robin was a cutie herself. She was 19, had very dark brown hair and the perkiest breasts. She was always smiling and was very approachable. She lingered for a few minutes longer than usual. Was I imagining things? She seemed to be a little more friendly, or flirty or something. No, I decided, it's just Rob and his BS has me seeing things that aren't there.
“Well I guess I should go,” Robin said as she drifted toward the door.
“Sweet Dreams,” I called to her.
“The best dreams aren't sweet!” and out the door she went. I watched as she walked to her car . . seemingly a little more sway to that tight young ass.
“Must be a full moon,” I said to no one as I settled down to my duties. I was distracted though.
My mind kept bouncing from thoughts of Kara having her way with me, to cute little Robin bent over the desk for me. The normal night traffic was flowing through the lobby and gave me enough to do to keep me from obsessing about the two of them, but they were always there, jumping to the front of my mind anytime the business at hand was routine. I had to keep checking to make sure my semi hard cock wasn't obvious to the world. I knew if I kept thinking about them, it would be and there wouldn't be much I could do to hide it.
From 11 until midnight, I had a very set routine of duties that needed to be done. Nothing difficult, basically all prep work that needed to be done so that when the day end occurred at midnight, I could get into the books. The late check-ins, the extra towel requests and the wake-up call requests all fit in between.
Midnight rolled around, and I busied myself with running my reports, opening the next days business and started to settle into the books. As often happened on slower nights, Kara wandered out of the bar to chat. But this was no normal slow night. My mind was filled with questions. I was busily recording the daily statistics into the books, something that didn't take much focus. As a result, my mind was far away enjoying Robin and Kara's bodies.
“How are you doing tonight?” I was startled out of my daydream. I hadn't heard the bar's door.
Now I realized that my left hand was on my hard cock over my pants. I normally would jump up and spend as much time as she wanted flirting and chatting but at the moment, I was pretty sure that I'd have an issue. I decided that I had to try to adjust myself as I moved to try to save some embarrassment. As I got up, I tried to turn my back to her and adjust myself quickly as I turned back to her. She didn't miss a thing. I turned back to her and her eyes were glued to my hips.
“Who were you thinking about?” she asked with a sly smile on her face.
I must have turned 10 shades of red. “What do you mean?” I tried to cover.
“Somebody's responsible for that," she said with her eye's glued to the bulge in my slacks.
Somehow, her being that open about my obviously hard cock, made it easier for me.
“What if I told you it was you?” I asked her.
“I'd like to hear that,” she said, “I like knowing I can have that effect on a cute guy.”
“I can guarantee that you have that effect on lot's of guys!” I pointed out the obvious.
Again, my imagination probably took over but I could swear I saw her nipples poke through that shirt. Suddenly it hit me that maybe Rob wasn't yanking my chain. Maybe she really did think of me in that way.
“Is it busy in there tonight?” I asked.
“No, just a few people left. I guess I should get back, looks like it might be an early night.”
“Good, I'll see you soon then!”
“Rob said I should say bye to you, he left a little while ago. He said I should tell you to have a great night,” with that she walked back into the bar.
A great night and my mind wandered to the kind of night I'd never imagined at work before. Was he setting me up? Who cares let's see where this goes.
Around 1AM, I decided that the caffeine was wearing off. I grabbed my cup and went in through the bar. I usually went in through back but tonight I was going to see if there was some flirting to do. I knew I couldn't be away from the desk too long, and once the bar closed, Kara would close out her till in the office behind mine, but still any chance to see her was a good one. I walked through the bar and there was only one guy left sitting there.
Carl was a regular and never left till he was asked to. Since Kara wasn't there I knew she must be starting her closing duties. She was probably in the kitchen. I quickly filled my coffee at the waitress station and headed into the kitchen which was the shortcut back to the front desk. Kara was unloading some dishes into the Dish washing station.
“Looks like Carl's the last man standing. When you going to send him home so we can be alone?” I asked, winking as I did.
“I already told him I was going to close early but if I'd known you were waiting he'd already be gone!”
“Yeah right,” I laughed but my hopes were very high, “I've got to get back to the Desk, see you soon.”
It wasn't ten minutes later that Carl came stumbling into the lobby. He grumbled about the early closing, declined my offer to get him a cab (as he always did). Eventually making it to the side door where his car was often parked. The streets were abandoned, so I didn't make the call to the police that sometimes happened. I settled back to my work, trying to catch up but not really caring if I did. With Carl gone, I was anxiously awaiting Kara and I knew it wouldn't take long. The work could wait till later, I knew I had plenty time later.
On cue, the bar door opened and I heard the keys locking the bar for the night.