The Clerembeax Palace Hotel and Spa – Night Management – Charlie

 

The beautiful Downshire village of Clerembeax St Giles is 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 who frequented the Hotel for a variety of reasons, but all of them expected a high degree of service.

So the staff were always on hand to deal with whatever needs the guests might require, whatever the hour.

Among the night duty staff were Night Manager Chelsea Winfield and her assistant Charlie Wadsworth.

Charlie was attractive rather than pretty, mid-twenties, with short straw-coloured hair, pixie cut, and stood barely an inch short of six foot tall and was slender and willowy.

She also had a roving eye, and her tastes leaned very much on the feminine side, she had even hoped her friendship with her boss Chelsea might have developed into a sexual one but she realized very early on that she was a man only kind of girl.

But working at the Hotel offered her plenty of eye candy and on occasion she even got to consume some, like the evening when she was on duty and a guest phoned down requesting additional towels.

So, with a bundle of towels in her arms Charlie knocked on the door and a moment later Katie Daniel opened it.

“Lovely” Charlie thought as she looked her over, pretty face, blue eyes, soft shoulder length brown hair, 5t 3 or 4, early thirties, gorgeous figure, housed in a black cocktail dress, thick black tights and heels.

“Fresh towels Madam” she said

“Thank you” Katie responded, “Can you put them in the bathroom?”

“Certainly, Madam” she responded and watched the mirrored relaxion as Katie kicked off her shoes and sat on the sofa with her legs up.

After Charlie had replaced the towels and generally tidied up, she reappeared to find Katie sitting where she had last seen her.

“Will there be anything else madam?” she asked, and Katie tried to reply but was unable as tears started to well up in her eyes and then they ran uncontrollably down her cheeks as she sobbed.

Charlie rushed over to her and knelt on the floor beside her and offered herself up as comfort

“Whatever is the matter?” she asked which just elicited more sobs, so she offered a consoling arm.

“I’m so sorry” she sobbed gratefully accepting Charlie’s open arms and buried her tearstained face in her comforters’ neck.

Charlie then made encouraging noises and stroked her back but being a shoulder to cry on was the full extent of her expertise.

They held that position for some time until Katie’s sobs began to get shallower and shallower and eventually abated altogether.

Nevertheless, she held on to Charlie tightly and began to nuzzle her neck and she could feel Katie’s breath on her skin, which was when her thoughts changed from those of consolation to those of lust.

While still nuzzling Charlie’s neck Katie’s hands began to caress up and down her back and her nuzzles turned to kisses.

She reciprocated the caresses and in an instant Katie’s mouth was on hers.

Miss Daniel’s lips were soft, her mouth was hot and her tongue was energetic and as they kiss her hands began to claw at Charlie’s blouse, dragging it free of her waistband and then with great urgency she pulled herself upright so she was seated in front of the maid as her fingers fumbled at her shirt buttons and when she had accomplished her task she almost ripped the shirt off her back and when those trembling hands were on Charlie’s flesh and she sighed and Charlie knew that “There was something else that Madam wanted”