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“Sure,” he replied with a perfect set of white teeth, attached to a perfectly chiseled caramel face, attached to what I was sure was a perfectly chiseled body.
“Could you call up there and make it clear to Mrs. Lewis that changing rooms is not an option in this hotel? She will not believe me; even though she should recognize that I have nothing to do with it.”
“I would be delighted to do that.”
I licked my lips, then bit the bottom one. “You are quite accommodating.”
He leaned closer to me over the counter and I could smell his cologne. It was enchanting. “I try my best.”
“Well, you are doing a bang-up job. You have certainly brightened up my day.” And dampened my drawers.
“Is there anything else I can do for you, Miss Young?”
I hesitated, then the little voice in my head said, Fuck it! Go for it, Mona!
“Actually, there is something else you can do for me, Yemi.”
“What’s that, Miss Young?”
“Please, call me Mona.”
“Sure, Mona. What can I do for you?”
“You can come see me. You can meet me in my room tonight, after this crazy business dinner that I must attend with the bitch, and you can eat my pussy for me and fuck the shit out of me.”
I couldn’t believe those words had actually left my mouth, but they had.
Yemi stood there, grinning and apparently speechless. Then it hit me.
“You’re not gay, are you?” I blurted out. “Not that there’s anything wrong with being gay. It’s just that, if you are, then I didn’t mean to make a fool out of myself.” I found myself rambling. “Oh, goodness, are you married? Involved? I am so sorry for making presumptions. You might not even be attracted to me. Do you find me attractive?” Before he could even form a response, I kept going, “Of course, you don’t find me attractive. All these beautiful women over here on the island. What was I thinking? I’m so silly. Please forgive me. I didn’t mean to…”
“Mona, what time?” he asked in the sexiest accent.
Damnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“Um, around eleven. Is eleven okay, Yemi?”
“I’ll be there.”
There was nothing left to add. I started to walk away, then said, “Oh, do you need my room number?”
He chuckled and pointed to his computer screen. “I’ve got your number.”
“And the bitch?”
“I’ll take care of her, and then I’ll come see you and take care of you.”
I do not even remember dinner; the food, the conversation, the people. Even Jill was invisible that night, but Steven was still kind of hot. We ended the evening right around eleven and I rushed back to my room, wanting to take a quick shower before Yemi showed up. When I put my key card in the door, the red light came on instead of green. I tried again. Red. I kept jiggling the handle, as if that would make the light change colors. I hated it when the cards were demagnetized from rubbing up against another card, but that was not the case. I had left everything in my room but the key card and a tube of lipstick. I hoped that whoever was at the desk would replace the key without an ID.
Halfway to the elevator, I heard a door open behind me and Yemi’s voice. “Going someplace, Miss Young?”
I grinned and turned around, holding up the key card. “My card wouldn’t work.”
“That’s because I had the double lock on. I didn’t want turndown service to show up and turn me in.”
He had only his head poked out the room as I approached. When I realized that he was wearing only a pair of red silk boxers, I almost lost it.
“Doesn’t turndown service occur earlier?”
