Your Bath is Ready, Madame, No. 2 in the Series 'At Your Service: The Tennis Star and the Stewardess' by Paris Rivera

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Your Bath is Ready, Madame, No. 2 in the Series 'At Your Service: The Tennis Star and the Stewardess'

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Excerpt: Disconsolate, Amanda lay down on her bed. She wasn’t in love with Felicity, the gorgeous stewardess she had interviewed and then kissed and then so much more… But that amazing night was still scorched into the young journalist’s mind, and now, just down the hotel hallway from where Felicity was presumably making love with the very same beautiful red-headed woman who had tried to blackmail both the tennis star and the stewardess, Amanda felt very much alone.

There was, though, something rather tough about Amanda, a 24 year old trainee reporter with an athletic build and a fashionable bob of short shiny brown hair. Maybe she had that thick skin you need as a journalist. Certainly, she wasn’t about to lie there moping about how cruel the world had been to her!

Action was her watchword, and, true to form, she picked up the phone and dialed.

“Room service.” It was a man’s voice.

“Oh hello, hi, how are you?”

“I’m fine thanks. What can I do for you?”

“Could I have a bottle of champagne?”

“Of course, madam. Will there be anything else?”

“Well, it’s a slightly delicate matter…”

“I see.”

“I need a little… information.”

“Ask away, madam!”

“Well, as I say, it’s a bit delicate but I have a bad back and I am looking for a girl who could apply some muscle rub for me!”

“I’m sorry about your back, madam, but that’s not something we normally get involved with.”

“I just want a nice girl… I could make it worth your while. And hers.”

“I see, madam…” A pause. “What kind of sum are you thinking of?”

“Two hundred dollars for you and two hundred for her. I expect nothing more than a back rub. And she must be pretty!”

“Well, this is a bit irregular…”

“Three hundred each, and that’s my last offer.”

“Er… she will be with you shortly, madam.”

“Thank you!”

Amanda felt a guilty rush of excitement. She literally ran to the bathroom and cleaned her teeth before jumping quickly into the shower and pulling on some black panties and a black bra, all in about two minutes. It had to be her quickest change ever, but she was ready. As she lay on the bed, she wondered what had come over her. Ever since that night with Felicity, she had actually felt a little wild and reckless. She was not looking for a stable relationship: she had that already with her boyfriend in London and it wasn’t really working for her. Somehow, Amanda was just determined to have as much fun as possible.

Knock, knock!

Amanda pulled on a white robe and opened the door.

“Charmed!” she said immediately - and she was. For here, standing before her, was a young woman, perhaps 21 years old, with the sweetest smile, a face like a dark angel and, as it turned out, an accent to make you melt.

“I have brought your champagne, madame,” the girl said in a delicious French lilt. “Oh, bien sur, and your muscle rub cream also.”

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