Late Night Calls - Part 1 - Sex Stories

Late Night Calls - Part 1

... calming effect on customers. The last remains of my Galway heritage giving my voice that reassuring soft lilt.

After starting my career here, I found out that being legally blind was, more or less, a job requirement. The head concierge had briefed my teachers to find someone soft-spoken with a good voice and an impeccable character. Someone who couldn’t and wouldn’t spy on their guests and give information out to the press. There had been an incident with someone from the prime minister's entourage and a Chilean diplomat. Hence, I started an individualised training for my role here.

My perfect job.

I live alone since I prefer it that way. My job gives me the freedom to pay for aids to help me with the day-to-day chores. I have a cleaning lady; my groceries are being delivered. The house I live in has a concierge. I have a small but healthy friend group, and If I get lonely in the more romantic sense of the word, I have tools to use or a few tried and tested numbers to call. Some involve a business transaction, some don’t.

At the hotel, we get a lot of Mr. Smiths and Millers. Sometimes Mr. Miller has a clear Arabic accent. Or Mr. Smith swears in fluent Russian. It’s all the same to me.

I stay distant and polite and solve their problems as far as it’s legal and/or possible.

I enter and leave the building, like most other staff through the back entry so I am as invisible to our guests as they are to me. To be honest I think I haven’t even set foot in most of ...

... the hotels areas. Except for the lounge and bar which, depending on your hours are free to use for the employees. If there are no guests present.

Usually, I leave alone, but as mentioned before, I keep on good terms with some of the escorts, so sometimes I do not leave alone.

From time to time there’s a certain tap on my door.

Ruby is one of the regulars. She owns one of the leading escort services in town and for certain clients, she still comes out of her office. I know her hourly rate and sometimes smile to myself since if there is this certain tapping on my door, I can have those services for free, if I want to.

When she’s here to see a client and it’s my shift she usually comes down to my office for a cup of tea, a nice chat and sometimes a bit more. We found out a while back that there’s a mutual attraction.

I had called her earlier for one of her special clients. The guest has a lot of money, and he is very lonely. I know he calls her often just to talk. Pays her full rates just to have company. Every now and then they do have sex, but I also know that this kind of sex is more than unsatisfying for Ruby, since she told me it’s usually mere minutes before the guy climaxes and more or less falls asleep.

Today I’m waiting for her. I’m desperate for her. Hoping she also is in the mood for us.

About an hour ago I had a call from a guest, Mr Jones. Quite common requests, he ordered room service for tomorrow morning, and asked some random questions about ...