An Unknowing Show Pt. 01

Shortly after college I took a job at a high tech software company working in the marketing department. One of my favorite parts of the job was traveling to large software conferences and working in the booth on the show floor. I know most people just hate the thought of working these events but for some reason I really loved it. Thinking back on it, I am sure it has something to do with my deep-seated desire to be a visual treat for people's eyes. The company I worked for always seemed to come up with the tightest skirts for the woman to wear and I am sure it is no coincidence that the more attractive members of the team were always selected to attend these events.

A couple years into my job, I had developed a bit of a pattern to my attendance at these events and I especially loved when they were in big cities with lots of tall, close buildings that were always lit at night. One such event was in Las Vegas and I luckily had a room that overlooked the strip and a couple of the new high rise luxury apartment buildings. I just loved the sights from hotels like this and it made me tingle all over as I checked in and discovered where my room was.

Upon checking in, I went straight to my room, flung open the door and tossed my bag on the bed. Immediately I went to the window and pulled back the drapes fully exposing the floor to ceiling glass and my view for the next few days of the city. It was early evening and the sun was about to set on the famous Vegas strip which made my heart flutter a little. I turned back towards the room and smiled as I saw the big king size bed in the middle of the room facing the window and a couple side chairs on either side of it along with the usual dresser and desk, a pretty typical hotel setup.

After my initial inspection of the room was complete I opened my suitcase and retrieved my bathroom bag, a fresh pair of panties and a tank top and headed off to the bathroom. Doing as I almost always did upon arrival, I stripped down and took a steaming hot, ultra relaxing shower, making sure to clean up any stubble on my lady parts before stepping out and drying off. I pulled my long red hair back into a tight ponytail after towel drying it, pulled on my pale blue thong panties and lastly the snug little tank top, giggling as I noticed just how hard my nipples were in anticipation of what was to come.

Emerging from the bathroom my eyes went right to the desk phone and called room service, requesting a bottle of chilled white wine and a glass so that I could properly relax as I stayed in for the evening. I turned to look through the large glass wall and into the now almost dark sky. The lights of the city had taken over and the apartments across the way were dotted with lit windows as well. I went about my normal routine unpacking my suitcase and making sure to hang my clothes for the next day neatly so that I wouldn't have to iron them before morning. The last item from my suitcase was a small zippered bag that I tossed on the bed as I giggled to myself, pulling the suitcase off the bed and putting it away in the closet for the next few days.

A knock at the door startled me as I heard the voice on the other side announce "room service". I pulled a $5 bill from my purse and opened the door. A young man, probably in his early 20s greeted me with a huge smile as he noticed what I was, or wasn't, wearing. He composed himself quickly though and asked where I would like the wine and glass, I pointed to the table next to the bed and he hurriedly brushed past me and placed it on the table. As he turned to face me I saw his eyes roam from the floor up my petite body and to my face were he was greeted with a polite smile. Extending my hand with the tip, I thanked him for his service and sent him on his way, my body tingling from the attention his eyes paid to it...loving how it makes me feel to have a stranger so entranced by my appearance.

The first glass of wine I enjoyed while standing at the window staring off into the lights of the city, not really focusing on any one thing for too long but knowing that others could be doing the same thing certainly always heightened my senses. Once my glass was empty I moved to the bedside table and poured another glass before propping up a number of pillows against the headboard, creating a makeshift lounge chair on the huge bed. Climbing on I leaned back into it and continued my staring off into the lights of the city, completely lost in the twinkle as I sipped my wine and thought about all of the people in each of those rooms and what they might be doing right now.

I could feel my body growing aroused by the thought of others doing what I was and wondering if any had the ability to see into my room from theirs, perhaps with binoculars or another viewing device. I could feel my nipples harden as I thought about this and I couldn't help but run a finger over them as little bumps became visible through my thin white tank top. Wine in one hand as I sipped, the other toying with my increasingly aroused nipples. Glaring into the lights of the night scene outside my window my free hand traveled down my body, over my toned stomach to the waistband of my little thong, toying with it, almost like I was teasing myself before delving in. My fingers slipping under the elastic band as they explored the warm confines of the cotton material until they find the source of the heat. Running my fingers over the outer lips of my hair free sex, I can't help but let a soft moan escape my throat.

My wine now gone I roll on my side and place the glass on the table, knowing it is time to satisfy the urges that have been growing in me all day in anticipation of tonight. My hand now working in unison to remove my dampening panties as I remain leaning against the pillow backrest, my feet drawing up, knees bent and my sex now completely exposed to the glass and anyone who might be bold enough to be looking. Unzipping the small bag I had tossed onto the bed I retrieve my trusty vibrator and bring it to my lips, dipping it into my warm mouth wetting it with saliva before pulling it dripping from my mouth. Wasting little time lowering it to my awaiting sex, I run the tip along the length of my slit until I find the depth I am searching for. In one motion I plunge it into myself and hold it inches deep as my eyes close and my head pushes back into the pillows. A quick twist of the knob on the end and my insides come to life as the vibrator sends waves of pleasure through me. Gripping the toy with one hand I slowly begin to fuck myself with it, burying the 6 inch toy deep and then pulling it almost fully out before repeating. My free hand has settled just above my sex, my first two fingers slowly circling my clit as they add to the stimulation.

In a good rhythm now, my eyes open again and glare out into the night lights all around me. Locking eyes with the windows facing mine I pleasure myself thinking of all the people who could be watching, even though I know that likely nobody is watching. My climax doesn't take long in this heightened state, my fingers grinding my clit as my toy stimulated my depths sending me over the edge in a pussy clenching orgasm that shakes my whole body. My eyes never leaving the night scene through the window my toned body convulsing on the bed, zapping the remaining energy I had from the long day of travel. Drawing the toy from my still shaking sex I roll onto my side and drift to sleep, sure the next day will be upon me all too quick.

The next morning I awake to my phone alarm, sending my brain into work mode. I quickly pull myself together, showering, doing my makeup and dressing for the busy day ahead on the conference floor. As I open the door to my room I find a small bag hanging from the doorknob, looking up and down the hall, I don't see anyone so I pull the bag from the knob and return into my room and over to my desk. Opening the card it reads "enjoyed the show, thought you might like something else to play with". My heart races into my throat as I read the words and realize what had happened. Reaching into the small gift bag I pull a small jeweled butt plug from the depths, grinning as I see what it is. Also in the bag is a small bottle of lube, "how thoughtful" I think to myself. At the bottom of the card are the words "if you need help, let me know" and then a phone number. Grinning I tuck the card in my purse and place the other items on the nightstand and run off to the conference, unable to stay and risk being late.