1. The Night Audit: First Night (repost )


    Date: 7/10/2017, Categories: Taboo, Voyeur, Author: robd1, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Jamie all the time and she couldn’t stand him. He wasn’t hideous ugly or anything. He was just a big dork. He smoked too much pot and did nothing but play video games. I ignored the question. I always ignored his questions. “Man, you’re looking pretty hot yourself these days,” Cory whistled as I took my jacket off and tossed it under the front desk with my school bag. “Piss off, Doucher,” I snorted. He was my boss’s son, but my Dad was his dad’s friend, and my Dad could kick both their asses. “Cool,” he said, bobbing his head and drumming his fingers on the counter top. He was a douche, but he was either too laid back or too high to get worked up over insults. Or maybe he was just so used to them that he didn’t bother. It was a slow night. We only checked in two guests; a guy who was so fat he wheezed when he talked and looked like he might have a heart attack before he reached the elevator, and a tall black guy with his hot wife and twin daughters who looked like they were used to staying in fancier hotels. They drove up in a Lexus SUV and the mom had a huge diamond ring on her finger. The girls were super pretty, like miniature versions of their mom, with straight back hair and dark caramel skin. They looked about twelve-years-old, and I wanted them to be snotty brats so I could hate them for being spoiled rich k**s, but they actually seemed pretty nice. “Room 329 and 331,” I said, handing the dad the key-cards. “Thanks,” he said, and his eyes lingered on my tits before ...
    he walked away. I got that a lot when I worked the front desk. I had big tits, 36Ds, and the white blouse that was part of the blouse/skirt-combo uniform was tight around my chest. Cory stared directly at them whenever he talked to me. He was either too dumb to realize he was doing it, or too creepy to care. “Doucher,” I scowled. “Cool,” he answered, bobbing his head and drumming his fingers on the counter. “I’m bored,” I whined. It was barely past midnight; seven more hours to go. “Wanna light one?” Cory asked. He’d been playing video games on his laptop, and now he reached into his backpack under the desk and pulled out a little baggie. He rolled a joint right there on the front desk and we stood outside the lobby doors passing it back and forth. “I shouldn’t have done that,” I sighed. It was a little after one and I had just scarfed down two Snickers bars from the vending machine. My eyes were heavy and I just wanted to curl up in a ball and go to sl**p. “Here, take one of these,” Cory said, offering me a little white pill from a different baggie in his backpack. “What is it?” I asked, eyeing it suspiciously. “Just a pick me up,” he said, and he popped one in his mouth, “I gotta get going on the audit.” He started punching keys on the front desk computer and counting down the registers. I put the pill on my tongue and washed it down with a Coke. Five minutes later my eyes were wide open and my heart was dancing in my chest. “Can I play on your laptop?” I asked, grabbing it ...
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