I’m a bellman at a five-star hotel in Chicago. One weekend there were several conventions taking place in the various meeting rooms.

I was pulling a double shift and things had finally begun to slow down when this gorgeous babe approached me in the lobby. From her name tag, I could tell she was an event planner with one of the conventions.

“Hi,” she said, with a professional smile. “I just want to thank you for making my job so much easier during this convention.”

I heard the words, but I was focused on sizing up her body. She had long dark hair, dark eyes, full pouty lips, and a luscious rack.

“Everyone has been really patient,” I responded politely.

As she walked away, I noticed she had long, shapely legs that were slightly bowed — something I just love in a woman — and a fine ass.

Later that night, I was called to take a pillow up to room 563. When I knocked on the door, I was surprised when the event planner answered, wearing a short kimono-style robe.

“I’m well out of patience,” she said, taking me by the hand and pulling me into the room.

She offered me a drink and sat on the edge of the bed as I pulled up a chair directly in front of her. As we chatted, I became aware of how at ease we were with each other. Though I knew she must have heard it a million times, I said, “You have incredible legs.”

She took a long hit off her cigarette, slowly blew the smoke in my face, and without smiling said, “How incredible?”

I got down on my knees, raised her right leg, and began sucking her toes. As she lay back on the bed, her robe parted just enough for me to see that she was wearing nothing but a lacy pink thong.

My tongue inched its way up toward the edge of her robe, lingering mid-thigh. She moaned softly as I repeated the exploration on her other leg. When I reached her thong, she raised her hips for me to remove it, but I ignored her and continued my oral adventure up to her twin mountains. I licked around the base of one breast, then the other, slowly circling the terrain before climbing the peaks, which were erect and begging to be sucked. She ran her fingers through my hair as if she were kneading dough.

I brought my lips up to hers as my hand moved across her smooth waist and slipped beneath her thong far enough for me to softly tease her mound. Our tongues played and I ran my middle finger down to her slit, rubbing her juices over her snatch. After much teasing, I finally stroked her hot button, and in an instant she exploded, moaning and bucking with my hand squeezed between her thighs. I kept rubbing her clit until she cried for me to stop.

“You just earned your tip,” she said, and pushed me back onto the bed.

As she pulled my pants down, all I could think to say was, “My tip is yours!”

She straddled me and slowly lowered her tight cunt onto my raging hard-on. Then she proceeded to fuck the hell out of me, raising and lowering herself, rocking and rolling her hips with abandon till she came. I was right at the edge, so I grabbed her hips and thrust my cock into her a couple more times till I shot my load.

She collapsed onto my chest, and after many long, wet kisses, I returned to the lobby, quite satisfied with my tip.