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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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As some of you may know, I'm on holiday.
I've come back to the villa this afternoon after a day of sightseeing. It's like 35° here most of the day so I've come back to have a quick shower and lay down in the room before getting dressed to go back out.
I'm laying on the bed after the shower, on my phone, sifting through FAB updates, nursing a bit of a semi-hard on. The room is peaceful, with birds tweeting outside.
I start hearing a click-clack, click-clack outside getting louder, closer to my room. I figure it's the housekeeping trolley moving past the front of the villa. I glance at the curtains quickly and notice I haven't closed them properly. You could definitely see me laying here if you looked in. The bed is right by the window, and I'm laying on it completely nude.
I get that shooting rush feeling you get when you know something juicy is about to happen. I decide not to get up and close them, but just lay there, dick getting harder with each heartbeat, which is rising as high as my cock is.
The sound is loud enough for it to be just outside now. All of a sudden, I see it. A red housekeeping dress floating into the gap in the curtains. I look up to see her face peer into the open window, scanning for towels and rubbish to pick up.
Her eyes scan to the bed, and her eyes catch me. I'm not scared of eye contact, so I'm looking at her, but she's not looking at my face. My dick pulses as my brain says "She's looking at my cock!" I'm rushing, my face is going red, but I'm frozen. Her eyes grow wide as she's obviously staring straight at my naked cock, sitting there hard and proud.
I love this rush. This is what I hoped for when I chose not to close the curtains. I just hope she enjoys this as much as I am.
My breathing starts to get heavy, as I'm now locked in eye contact with her. I'm completely frozen, like someone who's been caught in the act would do. If I had my way, I'd give her a little show, but I dare move my hands. This was a happy accident, and it shouldn't become anything else. Unless she asks, of course.
She smiles at me, waves the smallest wave and says with a big grin on her face "Lo siento, sorry". I shoot my british smile back at her, playing this off as the innocent accident it was for her, but heart stopping erotic moment it was for me.
She turns and pushes her kart again, the click-clack comes back. My heart slows, breathing drops. That was great. I hope she took from it as much as I did.
A thought crosses my mind. "She's about to walk past my front door on her way to the next villa. What if the door handle drops? What if she fancies a show? What if she wants more? I've seen this on PornHub, housekeeping videos are brilliant! What if a dream of mine is about to come true?!"
I hold my breath, wishing for the end of the click-clack, that door handle to drop and to hear those words, "Housekeeping!"
The click-clack gets quieter, I hear a latch open, and a muffled "Housekeeping" comes from the next door villa. She's next door. It's over.
Five or so minutes go past before I calm down enough to decide to get up and have some dinner. I get dressed, grab my belongings and pull the handle to leave my room. It's there, the housekeeping cart, right outside next door's villa. I decide to walk past, hopeful to see her one more time. Even if it's for a cheeky smile.
She pops out just as I get there, looks up at me, shoots me another one of her smiles and says "Hola." My British manners spill out of me and I say "I'm sorry," to which she gives me "It's okay" and shrugs her shoulders, forgiving me for my moment of indulgence.
I smile and walk off, hoping she's going to pay me a little visit soon. Even if it's just to see me on my bed again. Hopefully, we'll once again find ourselves at the right place at the right time.
How do I play this? Have you been here before? Do I let this be what it is, or try again tomorrow? Is this just a holiday fantasy come true, or could I push it? If I wanted to, how could I?
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