New Life at the Hotel
This story is about a bunch of girls who form for a website and the rest of the stroy line you'll just have to figer out yourself.
typing things: 1) someone's profile outfit is the one their wearing in their pic 2) i can't use tab or 5 spaces so ..... is just an amount of space. don't get it counfused with ... because that's a pause in speach.
My Room and My Guest
.....I opened one of the dresser drawers. It had some of the sexiest clothes I'd ever seen in it. The other ones were empty. I went back over to the bed and dumped my stuff out on it. I sorted through it and pu;;ed out my skirts and tops and put them in one drawer, then my underwear and bra's into another drawer. I was about to do the same with my more enticing ensembles when someone knocked on the door.
....."It's open." I called.
....."Hey neighbor. I just stopped by to see if you had thought about my idea." I turned around and saw June close the door behind her. She was wearing a silk kimono now. I was so distracted by the gorgeous way it laid on her curves that I wasn't sure if I'd actually heard the door lock or not.
.....I got up and sat on my bed as I started to say "I haven't gotten-"
....."Oh, pretty." She interrupted looking at the pieces on the bed. "Is the one you're wearing in you profile pic in here?"
....."No wait. Don't tell me. I've got an idea. I'll go change into mine and you change into yours. K?" she started to leave.
....."But you already changed into your." She stopped. I rolled my eyes. "You came over here to do me... so why leave?" I could see her toe tapping on the carpet. I picked up the outfit from my profile pic and headed into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I pulled out my earrings but before I could change my curiosity got the better of me. Their was a table in one corner and a big drawer. I opened the draw and to my surprise there were a bunch of awesome shoes in it. It was weird but, hey, I'm not complaning. I changed into my outfit and chose a pair of black strapy high heels to go with it.
......"So how did you know that I... you know, came over here to do that?" she asked as I opened the door. She looked at me and walked over to the bed. I could just barely see the stagger in her steps.
....."I used to study human psyche, mostly body langue." She gave me a puzzled look and sat on her knees in the middle of my bed.
....."Like what exactly?"
....."Just how to read intent in everyday things. Like how when you didn't pause your words so that I couldn't say no, or how you rused into your point so that i'd be caught off guard." I walked over and knelt down on the bed infront of her. I leaned forward until I was only a hairsbreath away from her face. "Or how you put yourself on the bed to look vulnerable and the hesitation in your steps could have something to do with how h*rny you are." I watched her eyes as they switched back and forth from looking at my eyes to looking at my lips.
.....I moved my head so that my lips were at her ear. "I studied everything from stunning someone..." I picked up her hands and gently put them on my chest. "to the simplest forms of seduction."