Room Service

By Natasha Tsarina

Nat Smiley has moved to Las Vegas and is working in a hotel. When she finds a dead body with a double dong down it's throat, this get hot and steamy. Imagine having a boss who loves to feel you up every time you come back for a new order or the rumors that the hotel manager is enormous where it counts. A coworker turns out to be a swinger and invites you to a party. Nat, is in for several new experiences.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Natasha Tsarina
• Release date: Apr 8, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310194276

Natasha Tsarina

Natasha is a woman in her best years, She lives in Spain for the moment. Before that, she lived in the States and South America. When she doesn't write she likes a nice glass of wine a good book and long walks.If you are not sure about buying one of my novellas, why don't you check me out on Lushstories, which is free. Go to their website and then search for my name: NatashaTsarinaErotic.If you like what you read you can always make a donation on my blog.

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Room Service

Natasha Tsarina

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Chapter 1

God, it itches, I keep scratching my lower back as I look at the numbers flying away on the digital screen in the elevator. The cause of the itching is the garter belt I am wearing under my mini skirt. It’s bad quality and causes a rash. Note to self, buy a new garter belt. I saw a shop on the Strip that sells beautiful lingerie the other day when I was walking home.

The elevator chimes and the doors open. I push the room service cart in front of me and turn right. I am on my way to room 214 with a breakfast, scrambled eggs, toast, apple juice and black coffee.

The thick carpet covering the hotel corridor makes it hard to push the cart with its small wide wheels, and it took me almost a week to get the technique, but now it's like driving on a highway, no problem, and no crashed carts.

Room 214 is close to the elevator, it only takes me a minute or two to get there. I knock on the door and call out.

‘Room service.’

Nothing, I knock again and repeat the words. After a while I hear someone fiddling with the lock and the door opens.

There is a large older man in the door, he smiles at me.

‘Good morning Sir, your breakfast is here.’

‘Thank you my dear, please bring it in.’

The room is big, and has a beautiful view of Las Vegas. There is a king size bed against the windows, and to the left there is a sofa with some chairs and a low table. The opposite wall has a big LCD screen, and the news is on.

As I place the breakfast on the low table, I hear a door open. I look up and there is a young naked woman coming out from the bathroom. Blond, lot’s of curves and very blue eyes.

‘Good morning,’ I say with a smile.

She ignores me and talks to the old man.

‘Look Bill, are you going to pay me or not? I have stayed with you for three days now and you haven’t paid me a cent.’

‘Stop nagging Laura, I will pay you when I feel like it, OK. And stop making a scene, can't you see we have company?’

Bill smiles at me, he has very white teeth, and I wonder if they are real.

When I finish setting the table, I turn the cart to return to the corridor. I take the check and give it to Bill for his signature.

‘What’s your name doll?’ He asks while signing.

‘Nat.’

‘What’s that short for?’

‘Natasha Sir, anything else I can do for you?’

He looks at me, and then walks around me uttering small guttural noises. When he comes around he inclines his head to one side, and says.

‘I suppose it is out of the question, but would you like to suck my cock?’

Laura giggles over by the bathroom door.

‘Sir, sucking cock is not part of the room service menu, and I might add that the staff is not allowed to engage in sexual activities with the guests.’

I roll my cart to the door, open it and walk out. Before it closes I can hear Laura laughing at Bill, saying something about him being a dirty old man. I push the cart to the elevator and press the call button. The corridor is quiet, it’s only seven in the morning, and I have a long day ahead of me.

Chapter 2

I arrived in Las Vegas almost two weeks ago. I got a job offer through the internet, which I thought would be interesting. After saying goodbye to my friends at the supermarket in Oklahoma, I packed my bags and flew here.

Now I work at a medium size hotel-casino off the main Strip. The work is fine, and I make good money on tips, which I am saving for a vacation. I like the people I work with, and I am sharing an apartment with a gay guy called Matt. He also works in the hotel, but in the reception. When I had just arrived in Vegas, I had no place to stay so he and his boyfriend offered me a room. A couple of days later Matt and the boyfriend broke up, and now it’s just Matt and I in the apartment, which is nice. Matt’s very good looking, tall, strong, black hair and dark eyes, too bad he’s gay, or I would have fucked him any day of the week, but on the other hand it's better this way, no problem sharing the bathroom, no sneaking around when we are