I'm gonna go straight to the point…
I was a huge pervert. And still am to be honest. Even more so when I was working inside this motel. It…wasn't really the best place to work or stay in, and most of us who worked there knew that for a fact. But being next to a casino made business a lot more successful despite the odds. Large rooms and one big pool in the middle of the venue helped too I guess.
Though I was more of the tech-guy, I was appointed to be the receptionist for the nightshift. Found myself being alone a lot too. Met folks of all shapes and sizes because of it though. The people ranged from your average joe, to rich guys who frequently visited the casino. There were a few regulars here I knew by name, almost every night I'd see them; whether they were sober or drunk, it depended on the day. And yes, that did include women; most of which wore outfits that were two sizes smaller than what they really had.
Some were alone, some had dates. And other times, there were couples that were…looking for a private place for private matters, if you catch my drift. This would always end in me recommending them one of our "Special Rooms". Rooms that were perfect for two…or even five, if they really wanted to get crazy.
And all for the same price, good bargain if ya ask me…
Then again…I did just make the whole thing up.
There really wasn't anything special about them, they were about the same as any of the other rooms we had on both the ground and the 1st floor. I'd just tell the people that they're more spacious and more secluded, or some crap like that anyway. I didn't think our manager knew I was telling them that, but when the time came, I figured I'd tell him that they were just handpicked suggestions, nothing else.
In reality, they were just the same ordinary rooms…apart from the hidden cameras I had installed.
Yeah, three whole years of computer engineering in college and I use it to have my own personal go-to live porno-cam… Nice to see how much of a well-educated pervert I became over the years.
Wasn't too proud of it, but I can't say I was ashamed either. I was a total loser, and I had long since accepted that fact. If I had what it takes to get lucky and go on dates with hot girls myself, I'd probably be working somewhere that was a lot more decent…as well as Not look at naked people all night long.
So for a few years, I had tiny cameras placed in those Special rooms that gave me direct video feed of what was happening inside them.
There were actual security cameras outside the rooms themselves and even a surveillance room. Which was only available to the night-guards that patrolled the place. Quality wasn't too great--not only were the cameras a little on the cheap side, but the wireless connection made things a lot more complicated--but hey, I wasn't one to complain. It showed me the goods that I wanted to see. And believe me when I say this, I saw a lot!
Though there were cameras outside the rooms, the manager never bothered to have one inside the office behind the receptionist's desk. Which…you can already guess, is where I would watch my porn.
Honestly, it's a freaking miracle that I haven't been caught yet. It's either I'm just good at covering my tracks, or the people who did see me didn't mind. Unlikely story, I know, but it's not like I'm using these cameras to get their credit card information or something.
That being said…I wasn't able to keep this perv-cam set-up of mine for too long. Something…something happened. I wasn't caught, nor was I arrested. In fact, the cameras are probably still in those rooms to this very day.
It made me think twice about the things I did… Sorta changed my life, really. And would you believe me if I said that it was the time I met the most beautiful girl in the world?
It was late, about an hour past midnight. As usual, I was sitting by the receptionist counter, lazily scrolling through social media on my phone. Was pretty slow that night, only four people were sleeping in their rooms that may or may not have cameras in them.
The way things were going, I didn't think there'd be anyone I'd be willing to use the cams with…
But then… She walked in.
Short chestnut hair, fair white skin, curves almost too perfect to conceive, and an amazing rack only covered by a green striped sweater; the strap of her sling bag pushing against her chest, making her goodies stand out even more. Combine that with a miniskirt and boots, and you got yourself one heavy package of hotness. With bonus points of cuteness with the blue beanie on her head.
And her face…I found myself having trouble breathing when I first saw it up close. Though I found her sexy beyond all belief, my heart pounded a little differently that time. Looking into her pale blue eyes as she spoke felt like I was staring at the eyes of an angel.
She asked me if there were any available rooms at the moment, and like an idiot, I stumbled on my own words, saying all sorts of crap that soon lead to my face lighting up as red as a tomato. She only laughed at my stupidity…but not with the same mocking tone I used to get in high school, no, no, it was…it was a lot more sincere and nice. Not to mention adorable…
Eventually, I laughed along myself, embarrassment soon giving way to a sense of comfort. I asked her for her name, and strangely…she paused for a moment. Her smile suddenly shifting to a somewhat worried look. The same kind you'd expect a child to have when asked a question he didn't know the answer to in school.
"Laura" she suddenly blurted out. "Laura, that's…that's my name…" I wanted to believe her, but she didn't really sound like she was sure of it herself.
Not wanting to be rude, I shrugged it off and showed her the available rooms. But before I could make any suggestions, she made one more request. She asked me if there was a room that was more secluded, somewhere people were less likely to pass by.
Only thing missing would be her asking for one of the special rooms by the end of the second floor. Not only was it in a place where nobody would ever pass by unless they wanted to knock on the door to the room itself, but it was also one of the few rooms that didn't have a window beside its front door. A room which…I did eventually give her the keys to.
Now hear me out! I honestly was just going to give her the room, nothing else. Though she was practically a goddess in my eyes, the sweet look on her face made me ashamed for even thinking of spying on her. She was a nice woman that wanted a little more privacy, and I respected that.
That is…until she asked me if there were any security cameras inside the room. A cold shiver went down my spine. I began telling myself that it wasn't possible, that it was just a coincidence. Just paranoid thinking from a somewhat strange but good-looking woman. I mean, that was a lot more possible.
Still…when I stared back at her, I felt a little paranoid myself…
Who was she?
And why would she even ask that question? two questions that seemed to roll around in my head, until she snapped me out of my trance and asking me if I was alright.
I told her there weren't any surveillance cams inside, rambling about our standard regulations regarding the tenant's privacy. Telling her that there were only cameras outside their rooms, not inside.
Lying didn't really feel like my strong suit--even if I was able to hide these hidden cams for so long. But through some stroke of luck, she believed me.
She gave me a smile and said "Thank you", soon heading off to the second floor. I leaned out to get one last look of her as she ascended. Every step she took on the stairs leading up, I could see her skirt swaying left and right, giving me a few more peeks on the smooth skin of her thighs. I was practically salivating…
She suddenly turned to look behind her, and I almost fell down from the desk after trying to get back down on my seat. I could see her quietly laughing to herself before shouting "Goodnight!"
I leaned back out and wished her the same. And to my surprise…
She kissed the tips of her fingers, and blew it towards me…
I instinctively grabbed at the air with my right hand, as if I was one of those cheesy romantic-comedy protagonists. She gave me a playful wink before turning and leaving me utterly shocked by her sudden sign of affection…
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