TO BE OR NOT TO BE – PART 3

TO BE OR NOT TO BE – PART 3
by
Spanky de Bautumn
Part 2. At the hotel in New York City, Sunny meets the bellhop, Antonio, and they go out for a drink when he gets off of work.

The call came at exactly seven. I had woke up about five minutes before and was watching Antonio sleep. All of the other times I have had sex with a man were one night stands with someone I never saw again. Consequently, I never had any real feelings about any of them one way or the other. This was different, I liked Antonio, I liked him a lot. This is the first time I ever felt or thought about a man this way and it was kind of scary. But, I liked it. I imagined this is how teenage girls feel about their first boyfriends and I liked it. Waking up with a hot guy in my bed is something I could get used to.
Antonio mumbled something and turned over, still sleeping. I slipped out of bed still wearing my corset and stockings, which had a few runs. I pulled on the dress from last night and stepped into my mules. Closing the door quietly, I went down to lobby to get some coffee and rolls.
I figured this early on a Sunday it would probably be empty. I stuck my head in, looked around, and saw two men at a table and an attendant. No problem. I grabbed a couple of sweet rolls and two large coffees. With a coffee in each hand, I tried to balance the rolls on top. When I turned to leave, one of the rolls slipped and fell to the floor. I placed the coffees on a table and bent down to pick up the roll, exposing my white thighs above the tops of my dark stockings and attacked pink garters. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the men lean over to get a better view of my legs. As I was squatting there, I looked up at the men and just smiled. It caught them off guard and they looked embarrassed that I had caught them peeking as they quickly returned their attention to the waffles they were having.
I went over and got a carrier, put all the stuff in, and using my best wiggle, walked past their table, smiled again and said, "Gentlemen." As I turned to the elevators, I looked back and saw that the men had turned in their seats and were watching me walk away. Which is kind of flattering, if you ask me?