Toronto had been bombarded by an ice storms, the chill still lingered in the December air. There is this magical electricity that ignites the air after Christmas. Adults really turned into children, floating in fond holiday memories of their youth.
One of my favorite playmates is Derek, “Great your still up” His text said seconds after I clicked the available now button on eros. “At the Four Seasons. Is it too late to drink champagne? See you in 30 mins?” He followed. “Never too late for champagne” I texted back. I had on a sexy new pair of Christmas panties that demanded to be in the spotlight. I slipped into a pair of skinny jeans and quickly zipped them over my pink satin thong.
I arrived at the hotel, valet nowhere to be seen so I parked at the front for him. Talk about service, within seconds of reaching the front door I saw the cute uniformed guy pop up. He was cute, not a ten like Derek but certainly a solid 9. I breezed up the elevator in my long winter coat.
Rule number one for girls in my line of work, ensure you invest in a modest discreet long winter coat for moments such as this. Going past hotel staff, concierges, neighbors, etc. you look as boring and mundane as the next person, well maybe not quite. However, the fact that I have a risqué pink thong draping my derriere is my business alone and not that of the valet at this time of night. Discretion for clients, especially those in Derek’s profession, is key. His professional and personal life is paramount for him and I would never want to betray his hobby, even by a careless oversight.
I walked into the room just as the waiter was setting up the bottle of Dom on the coffee table. “Hello sweetheart” He said “What a long day it has been for you. Your Aunt Bessy has called three times.” I quickly understood, he must have made up some excuse to the waiter for the late night order. You never know who is listening and may be a source for tomorrow’s tabloid. “You know Aunt Bessy darling, that is very characteristic of her.” I replied.
The door had barely shut behind the waiter before Derek wrapped his arms around my hips and guided me to the bed kissing me passionately. One hand expertly slipped off my jeans, the other reached for the bottle of bubbly. Not missing a beat he slowly poured the bottle onto my little pink panties, and slipped his head between my shaking thighs…