Milton, chapter two

***WARNING! Sexual descriptions. Not for minors. ***

Rogers fifth year of working at the Milton Hotel Amsterdam had started out well enough. Inquiring the needs of the very wealthy guests and complying with them, had been a challenge sometimes, but now that the Milton sisters were staying at ‘his’ hotel, he had the honour of helping them with their sometimes unusual requests. Buying an exclusive red velvet set of lingerie for Micky was definitely one he’d remember for a long time. He wondered what they wanted of him this time.
Knocking at the large door of the Big Suite, he heard the girls laughing hard and he smiled. Were they getting down and dirty with each other, now that the guy had left them? He wouldn’t mind taking his place…
The thought excited him, but he stayed focused. This was his job. They probably didn’t even think of him as a human being; the snobs.
He frowned when the girls went on laughing, not responding. He knocked the door again and this time, the sisters became quiet. One of them said, “Come in.”
“Good morning, my ladies. How can I help you?”
Roger ignored the mess, but he had more difficulties keeping his eyes from the bodies of Rome and Micky, barely covered by the white sheets. Look at their faces, he thought to himself.
“Well… Roger, isn’t it? You see, Roger, we’ve got a little problem. The guy that was with us tonight, he kind of… stole our stuff.”
“What, your purses and money?”
“Well, no… just our… clothes. And a suitcase.”
“I see. I will report it instantly. Do you happen to have the man’s name or address?”
“Unfortunately not. But Roger… could you make sure we get some new clothes, please?” Micky asked, shyly.
“I’ve got a better idea. Could you stay and keep us some company? And relieve some of the stress and worry,” Rome whispered softly, getting up from the bed. The sheets fell off her gorgeous body and she walked towards him, stark naked.
Roger couldn’t help but stare and mutter incoherently, as Rome’s hands grabbed his wrists and pulled him gently to the bed. This isn’t happening, he thought. His eyes roved over her tanned body, adoring her flat belly with the pierced belly-button; the round, soft breasts, topped with the darker flesh of her erect nipples; and the smooth, recently shaved pubic mound.
“Rome, what are you doing?” Micky asked, breaking the spell. “You’re not seducing this guy when we’re trying to get our stuff back!”
“I really should go now…” Roger regained control of himself and remembered his duty. He should report the theft and get the girls some new clothes.
“You’re not leaving us now, are you?” Rome asked sweetly, taking his right hand and placing it on her warm breast. “I could really use some male company right now, because I’m so scared…”
Automatically, Rogers hand cupped her firm breast, squeezing it gently. She licked her lips and brought them to his. He wanted to kiss her lightly, but she forced her tongue in his mouth, to which he naturally responded.

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I have doubts about posting more of the Milton story; I don't want to attract the wrong crowd. And besides, most of it is on my old computer and it'll take some time to get it onto my new one. So this is probably the last chapter of "Milton"...