I hated to be physically inactive for very long a time without moving around.The doorman snapped to attention and opened the door for Bobbie. Our driv...r unfastened my chair and let down the ramp. We entered the hotel with all the pomp of royalty. Evidently word of our largesse had spread. Good tippers are loved the world over. Only the concierge seemed unaffected by our newfound charm."Sir, you have messages awaiting you." He waved in the direction of the front desk.I nodded my thanks. There. “Your girlfriend. A bit of a little tart, is she?” “No”, I say. “She and I are devoted to each other. If it pleases us both, we play. If it does not, we don’t”.He nods and laughs. “I like your style. Many couples just seem to do whatever others want. You on the other hand are serious about each other. I understand. “You come back into the room with two gin and tonics, perfectly mixed, on a silver tray. You hand one to my boss, and one to me, then turn around, and flash your butt plug to him. I. I couldnt wait until Monday, I knew I would be seeing Barry. The thought of his touch makes my womenly parts quiver. I drove in extra early so I can leave early to spend more time with Barry. I usually try to wear skirts or dresses to work. Barry asked me to come to his office for lunch. His secretary was off the entife week. I brought lunch for us and he locked his office and blocked his calendar for an hour and a half. He wasted no time he asked me to sit on his desk and he unzipped his. . With one heavy bag of luggage in each hand he hurries along the hallway towards the source of the commotion. Room 4.69. Standing right in front of the door he thinks he can even perceive muffled screams mixed with slapping and bumping. Is someone being beaten up in there?? Stephan's getting really nervous. He's always shied away from conflict let alone physical altercations. But he can't act like nothing's happening. He has to do something this time. Besides, this is his room. He forces open.