"Not right now."

Frank looked over at Stephanie, who, biting her lower lip, smiled back at him. As much as he wanted to click his fob at the blonde front desk clerk he had enough of public sex for the time being. He didn't want to take the chance of some guy wanting to share the girl on his dime!

"Not right now, Laura," he replied, offering his hand to help her to her feet.

The young concierge quickly composed herself -- pulling her panties back up and brushing her skirt down -- and walked back behind the counter. "I will be here until 8 am if you need anything, sir."

"Awesome," he smiled. "Maybe when I get back from my jog." The girls waved as he headed to the lobby doors.

Frank noticed the horizon was leaking with orange light as the sun was about to rise. He could jog along the beach but there probably wouldn't be any girls so early in the morning or head to the gym, hoping there could be girls there.