I’m a busy housekeeper at a four star hotel, I clean the rooms, restock the bathrooms, and make the beds. It’s a tedious job, but I don’t mind cleaning up rooms for the pay and the good tips. One night, I went into room 518 on the 5th floor. I went and remade the king size bed. As I remade the bed, I noticed a dark gray t-shirt on the chair. I went over to the chair and picked up the t-shirt. I slowly put it up to my nose and smelled it. The dark gray shirt was designed by Affliction, but it had a heady, musky scent to it.
The shirt smelled of mainly sweat and cologne, mainly Obsession For Men. The combination of the two gave me a bit of a scentgasm. I even noticed a bottle of that cologne over on the dresser. As I straightened up the room, I then heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. I placed fresh, clean white towels on the shelves above the toilet.
After that, I looked at the semi-fogged mirror and I noticed the guy taking a shower behind me. He was tall and very fit. He had tattoos sleeved on both of his muscular arms and one on his upper back. I watched as he rubbed body wash on his chest, his six-pack abs, his inked arms, and the rest of his fit body. I got a little more aroused when I saw one his hands washing his long, thick cock. Then, I realized that’s no ordinary fit, hot man, it was The Viper better known as Randy Orton.
I’ve never told any of my co-workers that I’m a wrestling fan, especially a fan of The Viper. That man’s a walking, talking, breathing turn-on! Everything he does just turns me on, especially when he’s in the ring. When I see photos of him online or in magazines or watch him on TV, I often fantasize about him, sometimes even touch myself while looking at a picture of him. Every now and then, I fantasize about him while rubbing my bedroom pillow between my thighs. While he’s still in the shower, I closed my eyes and quietly begin to touch my body. I started squeezing my naturally endowed breasts with my hands, then I slid my hand into my panties and started rubbing.
As I touched myself, I delved myself into a little fantasy.
I imagined myself sitting on the counter next to the bathroom with my back against the mirror and my deep brown eyes closed, touching myself. With my one hand squeezing my breasts, my other hand was in my black satin panties, getting myself wet between my thighs. Randy then noticed me, I quickly opened my eyes and there he was standing in front of me. His naked-yet-towel-covered-body was soapy and dripping wet because he was in the shower.
He looked at me and said with his deep voice, “Let me get you wet.”
His words along with his body made me cream in my panties. With one arm wrapped around my waist, he carried me to the shower. There, he took off the black satin bra and panties under my uniform, kissed my lips, and caressed my body all underneath the very warm spray of water. He also kissed and licked my breasts while while he slipped three of his fingers inside of my warm and wet pussy. While fucking me with his fingers, my hands were feeling his firm ass. His large hands caressed me up and down while his lips kissed and licked my neck. I then turned to face him and kissed his lips in return while my hands explored his naked body. Then, he kneeled in front of me and started licking my honeypot. I gasped at the first lick he delivered. I was not only wet from the shower, but I was already wet between my thighs from the seduction he delivered to me.