Be a little naughty and call a bellhop.
From Create Your Own Story
As you probe your womanhood your brain flashes the face of the porter who carried in your bags from the carriage, a instantaneous reaction to your self pleasuring. Surprised, you think about him, picturing him in your minds eye and remember he was attractive in a boyish kind of way. Just imagining him causes a deep sinking of pleasure between your thighs, sending your eyes rolling into the back of your head. You get a naughty idea; he was rather handsome, yes? Why not send down for one of the boys? It may have been some time since you have felt yourself but its been even longer since you've had the company of a man. And you have no illusions, given the chance almost any man would take you on the spot. You giggle to yourself, almost embarrassed by the idea...but why not?
You ring for a bellhop and return to the tub, lowering the lights to your liking. A few minutes later you hear a knocking at the front door.
"It's unlocked." you say.
You hear the door open and somebody enter in the main bedroom.
"Ma'am? You ordered room service?"
"I'm in here." You call out.
The bathroom door opens and reveals a skinny young bellhop wearing a pressed red uniform complete with the silly little hat. He reacts with sudden flustered shock, and you have to repress a sudden urge to giggle.
"I...I...I'm so sorry! I didn't know you were..."
"It's alright, I wanted you to come in." You coo, your body hidden beneath the piles of pink suds. "You see I have a problem in here that I need your help with."
"Wh...what kind of help?"
You pout. "Well it seems I've dropped my soap and I can't find it..."
The bellhop gulps.
