Business trip to Leeds—the kind of glamour that meant a Travelodge by the ring road. I was about to head out when she knocked.
"Housekeeping?"
I opened the door to find someone who made budget hotels worth the stay.
Jayda was thick, gorgeous, pushing her cleaning cart with an attitude that said she was better than this job. Mixed heritage, curves for days, a smile that promised trouble.
"Need the room done?"
"Just checked in."
"I know. But you looked interesting through the window." She wheeled her cart inside, closed the door. "First interesting thing all day."
"Is this how you greet all guests?"
"Just the fit ones." She parked the cart, looked at me properly. "Long shift. Boring guests. You fancy making this job worth doing?"
She wasted no time. Pushed me onto the bed, straddled me, and kissed like she'd been thinking about it all day.
"God, I needed this," she breathed. "Cleaning toilets and making beds while my brain goes numb."
"Let me wake it up."
Her tabard came off, then her t-shirt. Underneath, a bra that was fighting physics. I unhooked it, watched heavy tits spill free.
"Like them?"
"Want to drown in them."
I did, burying my face in her chest while she moaned and ground against me. Her hands worked at my jeans, finding me hard.
"Fuck. Room service indeed."
She stood, pulled off her work trousers. Her knickers were already damp, and when I pulled them aside, she was dripping.
"Been thinking about this since I saw you check in."
I buried my tongue in her, standing, her hands on my shoulders. She came fast, shaking, biting her lip to stay quiet.
"Inside me—now—"
She pushed me onto the bed, straddled me again, sank down. We both groaned.
"Ride me," I said.
"Planning to."
She rode me hard, her tits bouncing, her moans getting louder. The bed creaked—cheap hotel furniture—but neither of us cared.
"Gonna cum—fuck—right there—"
She came, clenching around me. I flipped us, pounded into her.
"More—yes—don't stop—"
She came again, and I followed, buried deep.
We lay there, tangled in hotel sheets.
"Best turndown service I've ever had," I said.
"Full service. Thorough cleaning." She kissed me. "Same time tomorrow? I'm on early shift."
Stayed three nights. Room never actually got cleaned. Didn't care.