The Night Clerk – Part 3 [MF] [travel] [hotel] [clerk]

About three months had passed since our last time together. Rita and I kept in touch via text primarily and the occasional phone call during those three months. We joked and teased each other and sometimes got quite flirty, all in good fun. I was finally going to be in Rita’s city again soon and we both looked forward to the opportunity to spend some time together.

My visit to the city would be a short one…flying in late on a Tuesday night and flying back out on Wednesday evening. My meetings were going to be on Wednesday afternoon, so the only time I could meet with Rita was Wednesday morning after she got off work. She agreed to meet me then and arranged for a friend to watch her daughter for a few hours that morning.

Our text conversations had covered a multitude of topics and generally gave us a chance to get to know one another better and be more comfortable with each other. Rita became more open and chatty since the last time we met, which, at times, made for long and engaging exchanges. She was pretty open to talk about anything and didn’t shy away from standing firm on her beliefs and making it known that she couldn’t be convinced otherwise. The more we wrote to each other, the more I discovered that by no means was she a shy, submissive woman. She was smart, strong and was not an easy pushover.

The Night Clerk – Part 2 [MF] [travel] [hotel] [clerk]

I awaken in the morning and open my eyes slowly. In front of my face is Rita looking at me and smiling. I smile back and close my eyes again. “What are you doing?”, I ask.

“I’m enjoying the view…just watching you sleep.”, she says.

“It can’t be very exciting.”

“You have no idea, Rohan.”

“I know, Rita. I’ve looked at my face all my life. It’s not that glamorous. Especially when I wake up in the morning after a night of drinking.” I chuckled after saying that.

“Well, I disagree.”

“How long have you been up and watching me?”, I ask.

“Just 10 minutes or so.”

“10 minutes of boredom for you, huh?”

“What makes you think I’m bored? I’m actually pretty excited.”, she exclaims.

I opened my eyes again and lift my head a bit. We were both lying down on our stomachs with our heads facing one another. I was on the right side of the bed and she was on the left. She was uncovered and I could see that her right arm disappeared downward and under her stomach. Her left arm was bent and placed under her pillow and her head was resting on it.

The Night Clerk – Part 1 [MF] [travel] [hotel] [clerk]

With a smile on her face and a warm, friendly voice, Rita greeted me with “Welcome back Mr. Singh. It’s so nice to see you again.” She had a coworker around her so she was a little more formal than calling me by my first name, Rohan, as she had done in the recent past. I said, “Rita, it’s always a pleasure to see you and your smiling face. How’ve you been?”

As a traveling salesman working for a tech company, I had opportunities to meet and get to know some of the staff at places I stayed at multiple times due to repeat visits to my customers. Rita was one of those people and we had a pretty good connection. Wine was something we both had an interest in and it helped bring us closer together. On this trip, I happened to bring along with me two bottles of a wine that we both really liked. I brought one to drink and one to give to Rita.

Judy’s Magic Touch [MF] [Massage][Happy Ending][Prostate Massage][Asian Massage Parlor]

Asian massage parlors, also known as “AMPs” in America, had a certain reputation that I had always heard about, but was never brave enough to experience personally. The saying was that many of those places were a front for human trafficking and prostitution and that various sexual favors could be had there if you were trusted enough to be offered the services.

The topic of those parlors had come up among a group of friends at a party many years ago. Some of these guys were regular visitors to AMPs, some had been a few times and then there was me and another guy who had never been to one. Our friends gave both of us a hard time about not having been to one or they thought we were lying to them about it. I don’t know about the other guy, but I had really not been to one. The guys that were regulars said they went for the “extra” services and they each had two or three different places that they would frequent. The other guys were visiting the places for the same services, but they just didn’t go as often for one reason or another.

Emily’s Visit [MF]

After graduating from high school, I attended a local university about an hour away from where I grew up. A few of my classmates from high school attended the same college I did and we occasionally saw each other on campus. This was before the days of cell phones and email, so unless you saw your friends on campus and got their home phone number or address, there was practically no way to contact them…so it was nice to run into them occasionally and catch up on each other’s lives.   

During the first year of college, I lived in the dorms and roomed with my best friend, Bill, from high school. We had a great relationship and had a lot of fun that year. We made good friends with some of the other dorm residents and we are still in contact with many of them today. As is probably typical, we all spent more time with our new friends and less with the old ones due to proximity and changed interests. As time went on and lives got busy, we saw our old friends less and less.   

The Day Hike [MF]

It was a beautiful Saturday morning. I’d been feeling that I needed a break from life and an early morning hike sounded like the ideal activity for me right now. I love a good workout and the combination of being out in nature at the same time sounded so good. I just needed to get away on my own and chill for a while. Going on my favorite hike had me very excited…I was really looking forward to it. 

It was a cool, crisp November morning…so I thought I’d dress in layers of clothing. The layers would help make it easier to cool down once I got in a groove on my hike and the day warmed up with the sun. I just love the feeling of the warm sun on my body on a cool day. With that thought, I stretched my legs and arms out fully, releasing some of the tightness that happens overnight. Lying on my back, I bent my knees, grabbed them and pulled them into my chest for a quick stretch. I stretched out flat again and slid my right hand down inside my boxers for a quick squeeze and tug…now my morning routine was complete.