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Lake District Holiday (part 1)

Date: 9/26/2015, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: nickitaylor, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

middle. Mike spent the journey with his hand exploring Jen’s thigh, slowly sliding higher. She was wearing tight jeans so he really couldn’t get any access without the taxi driver noticing, but I am sure she enjoyed his attentions as the taxi made its way through Kendal and out towards Windermere. Windermere is the largest of the lakes in the Lake District national park, and probably the most visited. We were booked into a hotel called the Windermere Hotel, and the taxi driver had no trouble finding it. Jen paid our share of the taxi fare and exchanged phone numbers with Mike before the taxi took him further off into the town to his hotel, then we checked into our twin room. It had been a long journey from Brighton, and we were both tired and hungry. “I could do with a shower,” said Jen. “Well,” I replied, “I think you got most of the spunk off your face.” Jen giggled and started to strip off for her shower--just a T-shirt bra on under her tight fitting sky blue sweater. “Why don’t you order us some room service?” “Sure,” I replied and she stripped off her underwear and went into the bathroom. I found the menu, and took only a moment to scan it. “Room service?” “Hi,” I said, “Can I order some food please?” The bloke on the phone confirmed our room number and I gave him our order. A burger and chips and a salad (both of which we could share) and a bottle of wine. “How long will it be?” “About twenty minutes Miss. Is that OK?” “Sure--thanks.” I sat up on one of the beds, and ... started flicking through the TV channels as I heard the shower in the bathroom. Jen took a nice long shower and as she came back into the bedroom, with one towel on her head and another wrapped around her body, there was a knock on the door. “I’ll get it,” Said Jen as I started to get up. A young guy, wearing a hotel uniform came in carrying a huge tray with our food. Jen was flat against the wall, holding the door open for him. I suppose as he came past her he must have caught her towel on his hand or something because suddenly Jen let go of the door, which swang shut and bent down to grab her towel. All the while, the room service chap was saying, “Oh I’m so sorry,” his face blushing beet red. “No worries,” said Jen. “No worries at all.” She took her time wrapping herself back up in the towel and the poor guy didn’t know where to look. Jen was smiling broadly. She glanced over at me and winked. Had she done that on purpose? The penny dropped and I rolled my eyes at her. She sat on the edge of the bed nearest him, as he put the tray down on the desk. “Could you open the wine for us please?” She asked. “Of course madam.” “Madam?” She said, then turned to me. “Do I look like a madam?” I shrugged. Jen stood up and walked over to the mirror before repeating her question to no one in particular. “I didn’t mean any offense.” Said the chap. “None taken,” Replied Jen with a smile. He pulled a bottle opener from his pocket and started to open the wine. “Madam,” repeated Jen as she ...