Superior Room Service (4 page)
Chapter 8
Stella laid in bed for a while as she let her heart slow down and her hormones recede from the amazing experience that the owners of this resort called “room service.” Once she was ready, she decided to get up and take a bath.
When she stepped into the bathroom, she noticed a card lying by the sink. She picked it up and saw that Justin had apparently left it behind. She opened it and it said, “If you’d like to stay here forever, please ask one of our staff about career opportunities in room service at MCVI.”
That was certainly an intriguing idea. Just like the idea of buying a timeshare here was not a decision to be made hastily (even though she was almost certain she’d do it), she realized that she needed to think about quitting her job and leaving her old life behind to work here.
The thought of working directly alongside of Justin sent a surge through her body not unlike what she felt when he pinched her nipples.
She turned on the shower and the bathroom quickly filled with steam. She breathed in the hot air and felt comforted and relaxed. As she stepped into the tub, she thought about the amazing experiences she’d already had here. Between Nick (twice now) and Justin, she felt more satisfied now than at any time she could remember. This place was just so magical, how could she not want to be a part of it, a part of something that much greater than herself?
Of course, that could all just be the public image of this place, she realized. Behind the scenes, it could be a lot worse, a lot harder. She figured that, since she’d be going on the trip to the Space Needle that night, she’d ask someone on of the staff that’ll take her there. Hopefully, she’d be able to ask one of the women...
Chapter 9
The entire group assembled in the lobby promptly at 7 pm to get in a shuttle to go to the Space Needle. Lucy, from the timeshare presentation earlier that day and a guy Stella didn’t recognize accompanied them.
Once on the shuttle, Stella made a point of sitting near Lucy, while the guy talked about the history of the Space Needle, how it had been built for the 1962 World’s Fair, and how three successful suicides in the 70s warranted the placement of a safety grid to prevent people from jumping. Someone in the middle of the bus commented that they were surprised that it took so long to have that many suicides. “Seattle is the suicide capital of the US, isn’t it?”
“That’s just a myth,” said the host. “But it is true that we get a lot of rain here in the northwest and rain is generally more depressing than the sun. If this city were truly the suicide capital of the US, and considering how many famous people come from here, wouldn’t you think you’d know more than just Kurt Cobain as a famous Seattle suicide?”
“Good point,” the guy who made that comment mumbled.
After the host resumed talking about the Space Needle, Stella tapped Lucy on the shoulder.
“Is everything all right, Stella?”
“Yes. It’s … more than all right, actually. I was hoping I could ask you a … um… I mean… How do you like working here?”
Lucy paused for a moment before smiling broadly. “Did you… You must’ve tried our room service, haven’t you?”
Stella nodded her head vigorously.
“How’d you like it?”
“It was … amazing. I’m not sure I’d ever had anything quite like it.”
“I know how you feel. I was a guest here two years ago when I tried the room service. Then I decided I wanted to work here, too.”
“Two years ago, huh?”
“Yup. And let me tell you something. It was the best decision I ever made. I’m just so grateful that they thought I could work here.”
“Did you work in room service?”
“Everyone who works here does. It’s a great way to help you understand all of the workings of this place, get the lay of the land so to speak. And, of course becoming the lay of the land at the same time.” Lucy giggled.
Stella giggled with Lucy. “But …” She took a deep breath to calm herself down. “Don’t you miss the life you left behind?”
“Oh, I still keep in touch with my friends and family back home and there’s so many MCVI resorts around the country, that they can easily work out an employee exchange program so that, if I want or need to go somewhere else, either permanently or temporarily, it’s not a problem.”
“Really?”
“Yup. If you’ve gotten one of the job invite cards, you’d be foolish not to at least interview for the position. We only hire -- at most -- one guy and one girl from each free week.”
“Oh. Thanks!”
“Not a problem.”
Stella fell silent, thinking about Justin and how she’d specifically asked for a guy with long brown hair and green eyes and Justin just happened to fit that bill. Would they need her to dye her hair or do something to her boobs or ass just to make sure she filled whatever niche other guests might desire?
She was about to say something to Lucy when the host said, “All right, folks. We’re here. They’ve shut down the entire needle to other tourists so it’s going to be just us up there. Personally, I think it’s because so many of our guests want to become members of the mile high club without getting on an airplane, but you can think of this place as your resort away from your resort, so have fun up there!”
Lucy added, “But you wouldn’t be a mile up in the first place. Maybe about a tenth of a mile or so…” Everyone on the shuttle laughed.
Stella stepped out of the shuttle and gazed up at the massive structure, lit up against the black nighttime sky. She couldn’t help but gasp at the beauty of it all.
The host placed his hand on Stella’s shoulder and said, “if you think that’s breathtaking, wait until you see what I can do for you when we’re up there. I’m Steve, by the way.”
“Stella.”
“I know who you are.”
Stella’s pussy suddenly felt very wet. She’d thought she’d been completely satisfied for the day, but, apparently her body had other ideas. “I’d … like to know you better,” she whispered.
“That won’t be a problem. Let’s go up and then we’ll go down.”
She giggled as she followed him into the tower.
Chapter 10
The group had been in the Space Needle for a total of two hours when Lucy’s voice came over the public address system. “In fifteen minutes we’ll go back to the resort. Please finish what you’re doing, have your final orgasms, get dressed, and meet up back in front of the shuttle by then.”
Stella, who had already lost count of the number of orgasms she’d had with Steve, screamed out her pleasure one final time. It was almost as if Lucy’s instructions were taken literally to heart by everyone there, since Stella couldn’t hear her own voice over the echoes of literally everyone else in the observation deck.
Soon, everyone was getting dressed and finding their way back down to the ground and back onto the shuttle.
Before she left the tower, Stella stepped into the gift shop. She looked around and felt somewhat disappointed when she looked at the replicas of the needle. “Don’t you have anything … bigger?” she asked the clerk who stood behind the counter, smiling but otherwise minding her own business.
“Bigger? What’s wrong with this size?”
“I think you’re missing out on the chance to sell a Space Needle dildo; you need something bigger than this thing, though.” Stella held up a standard size replica and placed it in the palm of her hand.
The clerk chuckled. “I’ll … I’ll bring that up to my boss and see what he says.”
“Thanks,” said Stella, knowing that the clerk was just giving her lip service but feeling satisfied that she’d even expressed this thought.
As she boarded the shuttle, she winked at Lucy, who nodded knowingly. “I take it you’re going to apply?”
“Yeah, I think so. How do I apply?”
“When you get back to your room, press the red button, but at the first prompt, press the pound key followed by the 9 key instead of saying how many people are in your room.”
“Thanks. Do you have any advice for the interview itself?”
“Yes. Don’t wear a bra or panties.”
“Good idea.”
Chapter 11
When the shuttle arrived back at the resort, several people said they were going to go to the nightclub for some dancing, drinking, and who-knows-what-else. Stella politely declined, saying she was tired and wanted to get back to her room. No one argued with her on this point.
When she returned to her room, she picked up the phone on the nightstand by her bed and pressed the red button. The recording of the woman’s voice said, ““Thank you for calling the deluxe room service feature available to our members and valued guests. Before I can connect you to a customer service representative, I need you to answer a few questions. First question, using the number keys on your telephone, please type the total number of people currently in your room, followed by the star key.”
Stella recalled what Lucy had told her. She pressed the key with the # symbol on it, followed by the “9”.
The computer on the other side of the phone beeped three times and then Stella heard the same recording continue. “Thank you for your interest in employment with MCVI. Before we begin, please use the numeric keypad to indicate your current age.”
Stella reached forward over the keypad and pressed the “3” followed by the “4”.
“Are you a male or a female? Press ‘1’ for male, and ‘2’ for female.”
She pressed the “2”.
“Do you consider yourself straight, gay, or bisexual? Press ‘1’ for straight, ‘2’ for gay, and ‘3’ for bisexual.”
She pressed the “1”.
“You indicated that you are straight. Have you ever had a same-sex sexual encounter? Press ‘1’ for yes, ‘2’ for no.”
She pressed the “2”, hoping that this wouldn’t jeopardize her chances at getting a job.
“If you were asked, would you be willing to try a same-sex sexual encounter? Press ‘1’ for yes, ‘2’ for no.”
She heaved a sigh of relief and pressed the “1”.
“Prior to coming to MCVI, how many unique sexual partners have you had in your life? Please use the numeric keypad to indicate the number, followed by the star key.”
Stella pressed the “3” followed by the key with the asterisk on it.
“How many unique sexual partners have you had here at MCVI? Please use the numeric keypad to indicate the number, followed by the star key.”
Stella pressed the “3” followed by the key with the asterisk on it.
She heard three beeps coming through the phone. “You indicated that you are a female. Are you currently using any forms of contraception as prescribed by a qualified doctor or gynecologist? Press ‘1’ for yes, and ‘2’ for no.”
She pressed the “1” key.
“Have you been tested for any STD’s within the past year? Press ‘1’ for yes, and ‘2’ for no.”
Stella paused. It had been over a year since she’d been tested but then again, she hadn’t had sex -- before she came to the resort, anyway -- in over a year, too. She scowled and pressed the “2” key.
“Thank you for your information. Please hold while I connect you to an interview specialist.”
Stella suddenly felt very nervous as she heard a click and music started to play through the phone. It started roughly in the middle of Pearl Jam’s “Black.”
Before the song ended, a woman’s voice came through the phone. “Thank you for holding. Am I talking to Stella?”
“Yes.”
“Excellent. My name’s Alexandra. I’m just looking over your responses from our voice prompt system and I’ve got a couple of questions for you, if you don’t mind.”
“S..sure.”
“First, I see that you haven’t been tested for any STD’s in the past year. Do you have any reason to believe you might be carrying any STD’s right now?”
“No. Not unless I contracted one since I got here.”
“If you don’t mind my asking, how can you be so sure?”
“I was last tested about two years ago, after I broke up with my last boyfriend. Since I hadn’t had sex with anyone since then -- at least, not before I came here -- I’m pretty sure I’m clean.”
“Good answer.” Stella recognized the sound of Alexandra typing something into her computer.
“I see you consider yourself straight, but you’re willing to, um, hit for the other side so to speak. That’s a good thing. Is there anything you wouldn’t be willing to do with a male client if you’re called to his room?”
“I’m sorry. I’m not sure what you mean.”
“Well, let’s go down the whole list. Are you willing to give him a handjob?”
“Yes.”
“A blowjob?”
“Sure.”
“Let him fuck your pussy?”
“Of course.”
“How about fucking you in the ass?”
“Um. I’ve never done it before, but… Sure, why not?”
“You willing to play with yourself for him?”
“Sure.”
“What about a gang bang? Would you be wiling to fuck two or three guys at once?”
“I… I don’t see why not…” She suddenly felt somewhat insecure about her relative lack of experience.
“Are you willing to be a complete submissive?”
That was an easy question. She’d already done that with Justin. “Yes.”
“How about being a dominatrix?”
“Yes.”
“Perfect! Please note that if you’re unsure of the proper techniques for some of these acts, we offer an in-depth training program so you don’t need to worry about places where your personal experience might be lacking. Now… Let’s see here. Oh! How could I miss this? What’s your bra size?”
“36C.”
“If necessary, are you willing to get a boob job? If you’re hired, MCVI will cover the costs of any body enhancements.
“Um… I’d never really thought about it. I suppose so.”
“Do you have any questions for me?”
“Ummmm… Are there any other job responsibilities other than coming to people’s rooms?”
“Well, we work in eight hour shifts, It generally works out to two or three hours answering the phones and the rest either with our guests or preparing for them.”
“That sounds … fair.”
“Oh, it’s more than fair. You’re welcome to work longer but don’t expect any overtime pay. It’s just volunteer work when you’re not on the clock. Got it?”
“Yup. So let’s see… Can you interview for the position tonight? Come by room number 611 at 11 o’clock and we’ll interview you to see if you’re the right fit for us.”
“I can do that.”
“Great! We’ll see you there!”
