As if I were at my wits end ---though God knows I had been, I rather harshfully exhaled and shook apatheticaly my head, closing my eyes as once again the clearly timorous receptionist aspired to demystify the rationale as to why the suite I had for two nights reserved had been transferred to that of the penthouse and already was accounted for.

"Miss Luca" unsuccessfully explained the young girl who looked just about an intern--either way that had not justified her unmitigated incompetence. "Shortly after you phoned, I was given by my superior the instruction that when you have arrived you are to instead receive the key card to the presidential suite as it was ahead of time in your name booked and paid for."

Another time at the absurdity of the Platinum Tower Hotel's staff I shook my head. I were certain to even the visually incapacitated it was more than just an ace evident I was becoming heavily exasperated.

Sliding the right forefinger upwards my nose, I hissed, "do I need to elsewhere take my business ? Because this is nonsense. For many a minute I have been here and not once have you given me an effective explanation as to why I am not able to receive the key to the suite I had reserved." I had been so angry I had not even requested to speak with the manager.

This was ridiculousness.

At my apparent displeasure, the girl's eyes watered and she appeared as though she would soon collapse. "My sincerest apologies Miss Luca" her voice an adjuration, "if you may spare me a few seconds, I will telephone my superior and have him speak with you."

I impassively nodded and as an appreciative smile stretched across her lovely flawless face, she lifted from the elegant glass desk, the cordless phone and after her call had been concluded, I was assured her boss would shortly be out to speak with me.

...

"Welcome to the Platinum Tower Hotel, I am Sebastian Cole, the manager"the inviting congenial baritone of the finely chiseled face indisputably good looking dark haired man who looked about thirty years bade, his hand outstretched in a business like salute. "I request your pardon for the inconvenience caused by us at this establishment. I guarantee, this issue will be rectified in the soonest possible time. "

With an unceremonious nod of the head, albeit begrudgingly ,I took his hand vigorously in to mine.

"My response was curt, perhaps even a dab threatening. "Very well Mr. Cole and I am certain by now you understand a significant amount of my time has been wasted and for that I expect to be compensated. Yes? "

Whilst he nodded, a breath taking smile formed onto his lips. "Of course Miss Luca"

---

At his wicked playfulness ,I shook my head and a silent chuckle left my lips as yet another time the euphoric sounds of my daughters gleeful squeals echoed into my ears while mercilessly her Uncle Lucas tickled her.

Before long, Sebriina's soft gasp engraved still with traces of light giggling came over the phone as she informed, "Uncy Lue tickle me, mama"

I laughed.

Oh how I missed my beautiful bouncy baby Briina.

"That means Uncy Lue is bad. Right?"

She screamed. "No mama no! I wuv him"

I giggled. "He wuvs you too my love. May I speak with him please? "

"Oki, wuv you mama"

"I love you too, my world."

A light shuffling ensued as the exchange was made and the rollicking tone of Lucas' voice was soon to be heard."I promise you babe, I will one day soon, abduct this little cutie and raise her as my own.

I teased him. "Only you Lucas. But I am sure you have other things to raise. "

"Brii" he giggled. "You are so rude"

I chuckled and shook my head. "I am not."

---

In content, I hissed as the expert hands of the massuese passed smoothly over the tense muscles of my back. I could have cried then, from satisfaction.

She continued our conversation that had steered to the topic of men ad her hands moved on to my shoulder blades.

"In the beginning all is well, but after? Ha! It is hell and powder house. I am alright without one. After all, men are dogs. Are they not?"

At the moment I had been incapable of an a sensible immediate answer hence I hummed my response.

"To say all are animals would be unfair. Do you not think so?"she had completed her work and I was preparing for my departure. "Either way, I too, am fine without one"

The massuese, Kimberly nodded, "take care Britondii, you were a very pleasant client"

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"Oh God"softly another aroused moan slipped facilely through my mouth as again on the queen sized four poster canopy bed, I changed positions.

Even as I were alone in the suite at night, once again I felt as though I was being carressed, fingered by ponderous watchful eyes.

Twisting my neck, I rubbed it, the sensation becoming stronger.

Presumably, it had only been a fragment of my minds fantasy.

So what? You are horny.

Succumbing to the feeling, I glided my tongue across my lips and slipped my hand into the brassiere, touching my breasts ,I quietly whimpered when the thumb and my finger twisted tenderly the fully erected nipple.

When my unoccupied hand slipped past the waist of my underwear and touched my sensitive clitoris,my legs on their own accord, opened wider, my toes curling into the thick spread as I ground my teeth constraining the loud, hungry,pleasured scream that threatened to escape my mouth.

I closed tightly my eyes and dug my heels into the bed as I commenced rotating with my finger the slick tender throbbing bud.

God. It felt good.

Maybe you do need a man.

Do you think Miss Luca was being watched???

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