Monday, 1 February 2021

The Clerembeax Palace Hotel and Spa – Predatory

 

The beautiful Downshire village of Clerembeax St Giles was situated to the west of Abbeyvale located between Grace Hill and Bushy Down and on the outskirts was the Clerembeax Palace Hotel and Spa.

It was once the home The Clerembeax’s, who arrived in Downshire following the Norman conquests and stayed for a thousand years before the name died out following the death of the reclusive Marcus Clerembeax at the age of 96.

The current owner was Yvonne Labuschagne, who decided to open it as a Hotel and Spa and she and her handpicked staff had made a great success of it, and they had a varied clientele.

 

Malcolm Steele had stayed in a lot of Hotels over the years and he had bedded a lot of women in Hotels, sometimes he picked up the women and sometimes they picked him up.   

The bar was a favourite starting point and was usually fertile ground and on those rare occasions that he struck out he could often go to the concierge to find him one, in the bigger Hotels at any rate. 

But in the Clerembeax Palace Hotel and Spa didn’t really work like that, so if he struck out there, he would spend the night alone.

However, as luck would have it when he arrived in the bar there was large busty blonde sitting on a stool at the bar, and he recognized her.

“Hello Dr Simmons” he said “Good to see you again”

She was one of the Doctors at his mother’s care home.

“Mr. Steele, please call me Sally, I try to play down the Doctor bit when I’m out otherwise people have an annoying habit of telling me about their nasty complaints”

She laughed a rather delightful laugh that caused her rather substantial chest to come alive.  

“I’m looking forward to getting hold of those beauties” he thought to himself and then he noticed the wedding ring, which was to him what Kryptonite was to Superman.

He had a very strict rule about not fishing in another man’s pond so to speak, a rule which he had only broken on a handful of occasions and on every occasion he regretted it, even though the sex was outstanding.

But he thought there was nothing wrong with having a drink with a beautiful woman and indulging in some polite conversation while he ogled her tits.

So, over a drink or three he explained that he was doing a publicity tour for one of his famous authors and she told him she was hiding from her ex-husbands mother.

“I divorced him, no problem” she said “but she still thinks she’s my mother in law”

“I notice you still wear your ring” he said

“That’s to ward off the lounge lizards” she remarked

“I understand”

“Are you really publishing a famous author?” She asked and he nodded superciliously

“Your mum says you publish dirty books” Sally stated and laughed loudly.

“We all have to make a living” he replied

“So, who’s the author? Some dirty old man writing for other dirty old men” she asked cynically

“Actually” he said quietly “she’s a middle-aged spinster from Cheltenham”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously, she has the filthiest mind of anyone I’ve ever met” he said and they both laughed

It was shortly after that when they got the distinct impression that the barman had had enough and was ready to close.

The generally accepted convention was that the staff were obliged to keep the bar open all the while guests were wanting a drink but in reality they had to close at some point and you could still get a drink from the night porter if you wanted a nightcap.

“I think we should let this poor man close up for the night” she said, and they bade the long-suffering barman a good night.

As the lift doors opened, when they reached the third floor, Sally announced

“This is us”

“No, I’m on the fourth floor”

“Yes, but me and my magnificent breasts are on this floor” she pointed out “and as you’ve been staring at them all evening with lustful eyes I thought you might like to do with them what you’ve been imagining” 

“Well as you put it like that then of course I will accompany you” he said

“Thank God for that I’m so horny” she whispered as they stepped out of the lift

“Really?”

“Yes” Sally replied and then added “you wouldn’t believe just how horny”

“Let’s find out then” Malcolm said and escorted her to her room.

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