The Suite
Sylvia had finally finished placing all her stuff in the right place of her
hotel's suite. The lingerie and hosiery in the upper drawers, the suits and
dresses in the hangers, a dozen pairs of pumps and sandals in the closet, and
all the perfumes and cosmetics in the bathroom. Although it only was a four
day's business trip, Sylvia carried a wardrobe enough for three weeks. Aware of
being a beautiful woman and how it helped in her career, she always took good
care of her look making difficult to notice she was in her mid thirties.
She was very tired after a long day working and traveling, and her only wishes
were taking a shower and go to bed early. After undressing she started removing
her makeup and found that the tissue paper supply on the bathroom was over.
Sylvia immediately picked the phone and angrily complained with the concierge.
It's an unacceptable mistake for a luxury hotel like this! Sylvia yelled at the
concierge. As she was a regular guest, the man reacted promptly calling the room
service supervisor. The supervisor rapidly found that Maria was the maid in
charge of Sylvia's room. He severely reprimanded her and told her she will have
a discount on her payment because of her fault.
Maria picked a tissue paper box and headed to Sylvia's suite. When the guest
opened the door Maria kindly apologized, only to hear more angry complaints from
Sylvia.
Somebody should be more careful when hiring this hotel's personnel! Shouted
Sylvia as she slammed the door on Maria's face. The maid realized there was
nothing to discuss with that snooty bitch, and although she was accustomed to
some mistreat from some guests that businesswoman had gone too far. Maria wanted
to give Sylvia a deserved comeuppance, but she had to think about the three kids
she had to maintain, and being a single mother made her appreciate every cent
she could earn, so she had to put away her thoughts.
Next afternoon, Sylvia ended her workday early and after doing some shopping she
went back at the hotel by 4PM. She sexily walked through the lobby drawing the
attention of every man there as she retouched her makeup while waiting for the
elevator. Sylvia was wearing a tight black double-breasted skirt suit with white
lapels and wrists, black sheer stockings and black patent leather high heel
pumps. During the elevator trip, Sylvia caressed her nicely done brown hair
while looking at herself at the mirror. Minutes ago Maria had finished doing
Sylvia's room and was browsing the drawers surprised by the expensive lingerie
sets and hosiery when Sylvia entered the room and shouted her.
What do you think you're doing? I'll report it to the manager right now! Maria
was frozen, as she only was being curious and she didn't planned to take
anything.
Madame, I was just looking, you have nothing to report, please. Maria begged
knowing she would be fired for sure if Sylvia reported her, but the angry guest
headed directly to the phone. Maria desperately approached Sylvia grabbing her
hand before she could dial while pleading her not to report it.
How do you dare to touch me? Get out of here! Shouted Sylvia after slapping the
maid's face. While heading out of the room Maria was about to cry knowing she
would lose her job, and when she reached the door she decided it wouldn't
happen. The maid locked the door and walked directly to Sylvia who picked up the
phone again.
Put down that phone, bitch! Maria yelled at the surprised businesswoman.
I told you to get out, or you'll be in serious trouble! Sylvia answered without
knowing the anger she had just unleashed. Maria stood at three feet from Sylvia
and warned her.
If you don't put that phone down you'll be the one in trouble, bitch! For a few
seconds Sylvia hesitated before she restarted dialing and threatened the maid.
