We were underway in a couple of minutes and my mobile phone went off. It was a text message: “ Make sure the driver sees your pussy when he lets you out of the car.” Well, why not? Just about everybody else had seen it or come close to seeing it that day. Besides, it would be a fleeting glimpse and then I would be safe inside the hotel room. It was only a short drive and I found myself preparing to let my driver get a good look under my skirt at my pussy, in all its glory and with a ball bearing hanging out of it. It was his lucky day.

As he came around to open my door, I prepared to spread my legs to get out of the car and let my skirt do the rest. As I got out of the car it would fall back down and that would be that. Easy. Almost. I spread my legs and he got the look of his life, then I started to get out of the car, not realising I had put my hand on my skirt on the seat to push myself out of the car. This meant that my skirt kept riding up almost to my waist, giving the whole hotel staff a great sight. Again, eyes were following me and I could feel the stares. At least the driver got his look as I had been told to do. Being exposed like that only served to rekindle my senses and I was off again. Nipples and clitoris throbbing like mad, they really did need some attention.

Room 6o9 was neat as a pin, with a queen size bed at one end and a huge spa bath full of bubbling hot water at the other. I needed to sit down, as the walking had set the balls moving again and I was close to orgasm. My knees were about to collapse. As I sat I took in the contents of the room. It had been setup with aromatherapy candles and bunches of white roses. A nice touch. There on the bed was the blindfold. It seemed to beckon me. What the hell, this was why I was here. I picked it up and put it over my head, moving to the centre of the room. I pulled the blindfold down over my eyes and waited.

I had been standing there for several minutes, not seeing or knowing what was going to happen. I did know that my pussy was on fire and moisture was running down my legs. The sensation of expectation was intense. I could feel an eruption coming inside me any minute. At that point the door opened and someone came in, moving quietly. I heard a click and then the sound of soft, soothing music. I could feel this person moving around the room coming closer and closer. A breath of air on my neck and then the feel of lips against my ear. This sent a tingling sensation down my spine, straight to my pussy and onwards. A hand brushed my hair back from