In an undisclosed room on the third floor of the very same hotel,

Repeated sounds of bodies slapping against each other could be heard coming from a certain room if one was placing close attention.

"Mmnn…" A woman's moan was audible followed by a squeal and a giggle.

On the bed, on all fours was a woman completely naked with a man mounting her from behind as he roughly thrust into her repeatedly, without stopping even for a moment.

"You are so… good… Mister…" The woman mumbled in a raspy and hoarse voice after all the screaming that she had done while under this man.

In response, all she got was a grunt in approval of her words as his thrusts grew harsher.

Bracing herself, the woman's eyes rolled to the back of her head thanks to the pleasure that she was experiencing as the man continued to impale her with his rock-hard dick.

"In or out?" A simple and precise question was heard coming from the man whose movements were getting erratic just like his breathing which was turning rapid with every passing second.

Amidst her pleasurable sensations, the woman had a tiny part of her sanity still remaining which she used to answer his query.

"Inside!" She squealed just as he grabbed a bunch of her hair and tugged on them roughly, pulling her towards him.

With her head tilted upwards, her back arched to form a sexy curve, and her hips being held in position, the sounds of flesh slapping against each other were even more vivid than before.

'Just like you did repeatedly last night.' She swallowed those words when she felt his throbbing dick going deeper inside after the slight change in their position.

The grunts coming from behind grew louder and more frequent as his thrusts became haphazard, indicating that he was close to his orgasm.

His hasty movements pushed the woman over the edge as she orgasmed with her mouth opening wide to let out a loud scream as her insides clamped down on the man's already sensitive and throbbing dick.

This simple instinctual move of hers caused the man to freeze as he began shooting strings of hot cum inside her in quick succession.

Feeling that he had climaxed too, the woman fell limply onto the bed, taking with her the man who was still buried inside of her.

Two figures were now sprawled on the bed.

The woman first and on top of her, almost crushing her with his weight was the man whose dick was getting soft inside her.

"You… You were amazing, sweetheart." The man spoke with a gruff voice while moving her damp hair out of her face beaded with sweat after their heavy exercise.

The woman smiled at his sweet gesture and watched as he finally slipped out of her, rolling to the side.

Feeling the weight of his body lifting off of her, she turned around to lay flat on her back and watched as he hopped out of bed, completely naked just like her.

Though his body wasn't the best looking, the fact that he wasn't a fat, bald old man made her smile.

If one were to observe closely, this woman was the same waitress who had tried to seduce Reuben in his and Lina's hotel room and had failed miserably.

While the man who had leaned over the bed to kiss her forehead before heading in the direction of the bathroom was the same man she had met in the elevator after exiting Lina's room.

The sounds of the shower running brought a soothing sensation to her as she recalled the events of last night.

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Last night, she had just ended her shift when she found the same man entering the hotel and heading towards the elevator.

Realizing that she had missed her chance with Emperor Ming, she decided to try her luck with this man instead.

Therefore, just like before, she was not overly eager to head in his direction and greet him, instead, she paused for a few seconds around the corner of the corridor and waited until he entered the elevator.

Once he was inside, she finally made her presence known by turning around the corner and widened her eyes when the elevator doors began to shut.

Without calling out for his help as that would alert the other workers in the vicinity, she began striding in the direction of the elevator.

When the man heard the sounds of heels clicking that grew louder, he finally looked up and discovered that it was from the same polite staff he had met in the morning.

Being a gentleman, he halted the elevator for the woman who was almost jogging towards him.

As the entire process happened wordlessly, none of the other employees noticed that the maid/waitress who should be heading towards the door was in fact, entering the elevator which headed upstairs.

The moment she was inside, her ankle twisted and she fell forward with her arms in the air.

However, manly arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her into a warm embrace to save her from the fall.

When her face was buried in his chest, she could smell his cologne and also a hint of alcohol coming from his clothes.

Him being inebriated would only make things easier for her.

After realizing that she quickly pushed him away, creating distance between them to keep up her appearance of a modest maid.

"Sorry, sir." She apologized and lowered her head while stepping away from him.

The man glanced down at his hands which had felt her soft body just a moment ago and clenched them as he was already missing that feeling.

While he was in his thoughts, she pulled out her phone and cursed after taking a look at the time which succeeded in gaining his attention.

"Is something the matter?" He inquired when he saw her troubled appearance.

The woman displayed expressions of reluctance, embarrassment, and a blush before she chose to reveal her thoughts to him.

"My shift just ended but the take-out place near my house must have closed down already." She disclosed while pouting at this grievance.

This elicited a chuckle from the man next to her which in return made her frown.

Raising his hands in apology, he then offered to buy her dinner which she staunchly refused at first but gave in when he insisted.

Once this was settled, the man led her to his hotel room when she rejected his idea of dining in the hotel's restaurant.

As everything was going according to her plans, the waitress smirked as the man unlocked his room and led her inside.

When a waiter came to deliver the food, she craftily asked to use the washroom to hide until he left.

Once they were left alone, she sat with him and ate while interacting and building up a rapport with him.

She learned that he was a bachelor who was in town for a business conference and would leave soon after it ended next week.

That he lived in a two-bedroom condo close to his workplace and was a recluse who did not have too many friends.

As the night progressed, they continued to converse and broke out the liquor bottles from the minibar which was entirely her idea.

With every drink he finished on her insistence, the more pretty she began to appear in his eyes.

The woman got bolder and scooted closer to him, touching his arm, his thigh while they spoke about random things.

The heat in their bodies began to take control of them and before they knew it, their lips were over each other.

One thing led to another with the outcome being both ripping the other's clothes out and pouncing on each other.

The man was swift as he carried her into his bedroom and thus began their night of utter and complete surrender to the lust that filled their souls.

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Now as she recalled the details of last night, she blushed and was glad that for once she had not hooked up with a bald old married man who just wanted a lay from just about anyone willing to open their legs before them.

While she was in her thoughts, she heard her phone ringing from her purse and frowned before crawling across the bed to fetch it.

"Hello?" She muttered through a hoarse voice and immediately pulled the phone away from her ear when she heard the loud and angry voice of the Deputy Manager yelling at her.

From the bits and pieces that she had heard, the man had ordered her to make an appearance in his office in the next five minutes.

Glancing at the watch, she realized that it was well past her reporting time for work which could have been the reason for his angry outburst.

Therefore, not willing to anger him any further, she scrambled across the room to put on the clothes that she had discarded in haste last night.

Though her legs still trembled and she reeked of sweat, she had no other option but to leave this room in this state.

'He will be here anyway.' She noted after glancing in the direction of the bathroom where the shower was still running.

Smirking when a brilliant idea popped up in her mind, she folded her panties and placed them on the bedside table with a note that explained her reason for taking leave without saying goodbye and also her phone number.

She adjusted her clothes and appearance to look presentable and even sprinted her favorite perfume she always carried with her before leaving the room.