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   This story is for entertainment only.  It contains adult oriented
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within are figments of my imagination and have no basis in fact.  I do not
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   MAID TO ORDER

   The only good thing about my recent business trips is that the companies
I meet with demand more than a bit of luxury when they travel, so my firm
is almost required to make my reservations at the same places they are
staying, for over all efficiency.  And, these places are pretty high class.
Recently, one of them surpassed my wildest dreams of personal service.

   A conference room was booked at the same hotel, and the meetings were to
start first thing in the morning.  I took a late afternoon flight, to avoid
traveling in the dark upon my arrival.  The limo ride wasn't too long, and
I settled into my room just after the dinner hour.  The airline food rested
heavy on my stomach, so I skipped the temptation of ordering from room
service.

   Sometimes I get horny on these trips.  No, to be honest, every time.  In
my tradition, I picked up an adult magazine with raunchy letters from their
readers -- although many times I think they were professionally written,
given that they don't sound very realistic.  I sat on the bed, completely
naked, and was taking myself in hand while I read stories dealing with
voyeurism, intra-family sex and unexpected sexual encounters.  I was pretty
engrossed in my activities and didn't hear the maid who had knocked on the
door and had used her pass key to come in and turn down my bed.  Evidently
I had forgotten to bolt and latch the door shut, to prevent such incidents.

   I quickly grabbed for the covers to avoid getting caught in the buff in
front of a complete stranger.  The maid, a young lady with dark, shoulder
length hair, and a nice figure, opened her eyes wide and dropped her jaw at
the sight of me.  She had caught me "red handed" so to speak, and we were
both very embarrassed.  She caught the name of the magazine, laying on the
floor in front of me, that I had been using for stimulation and she almost
smiled.  She gingerly placed the mints for my pillow on the dresser at the
side of the bed, turned, and walked out.  After she left, I locked the door
to my suite, anxious and frustrated.  I thought that perhaps the
interruption was fated, and went directly to sleep.

   The next day the meetings started, and so I took all of my materials and
such down to the conference room floor.  I partook of the morning food
buffet, and got down to business.  The information exchange was intense,
and we all decided it would good to leave the room, get a breath of fresh
air, or a smoke for those who needed one, or to allow folks to catch up on
voice mail.  I decided that I'd take some of the unneeded material back to
my room, and make my voice mail call from the comfort of a private place
instead of a row of exposed pay phones.

   The maid's room service cart was in the hallway, but my room door was
closed, so I figured it was unoccupied.  I opened the door and walked
through the short passage into the room proper.  There, standing and
leaning against the dresser with one hand up her skirt and one hand holding
her steady, was the maid from the previous night, reading my magazine,
which I had stored under my clothes in one of the drawers.

   She turned with a start and slowly withdrew her hand from her private
regions.  She looked at me with surprise, and then with embarrassment, and
then a coy smile .  "I couldn't help myself" she tried to explain, "when I
saw the magazine last night I was too curious.  I've been a bad girl, and I
should be punished for going through your things.  Please don't tell my
supervisor or I'll be fired."

   I though some punishment was in order, but wasn't sure just what kind
she'd accept.  "I should be spanked" she demanded, and she walked over,
took my hand, and gently pushed me back on the unmade bed.  She lifted the
bottom of her pressed black uniform skirt slowly, exposing increasing
amounts of leg.  Her ankles were demure, but not too thin.  Her calves were
firm but curvy.  Her thighs were well shaped but soft looking at the same
time.  She bent over me, and I flipped the skirt he last couple of inches
to expose a perfectly formed derriere.  She had removed her panties before
I showed up so she could play with herself, much to my delight.

   I used a firm stroke for the first spank, but didn't have the heart to
do any damage at all to such a gorgeous ass.  Instead, I stroked it, up and
back, and in circles.  The maid wiggled with the pleasure my touch was
giving her, and slowly I moved my touch from her buttocks to her thighs,
and then between her thighs, as I prepared to caress her pussy.  She made
it easier, as she parted her legs ever so slightly to provide me access.  I
was getting pretty hot myself, so I didn't dilly dally.  On my next pass, I
moved my fingers straight up into her wet cunt, and she gasped as her cunt
squeezed their new visitors.  I moved them around and in and out, and soon
she was writhing so much that she almost fell off of my lap.

   I guessed that both of us were ready for the main event.  I removed my
fingers and assisted her from my lap.  She looked disappointed until I
stood up and began to unbutton her uniform.  When I got the first couple of
buttons open, I discovered that she was braless as well, and that the
starched, pressed white blouse was hiding a marvelous pair of medium size
but perfectly round breasts with pointy hard nipples.  I finished the
unbuttoning while the maid undid my belt buckle, unzipped my fly, and
reached in to take hold of my hardened penis.

   I laid her back on the bed, uniform spread out beneath her, and
positioned myself for entry.  She assisted with the last step, and soon we
were going at it, but good.  She was very tight, and the friction was very
stimulating.  The motion became faster, and soon I was ready to spurt.  I
pulled my prick from her cunt and shot my sperm all up and down her lovely,
sweaty body.

   I tucked my penis back into my pants, gathered my things for the next
session, and left her lying there.  When it was time to check out, I left
her a little something in the gratuity envelope, as well as the magazine we
both enjoyed.
   An Original H M Tale