From room to room.

He had spent an hour or so going from room to room, changing sheets and putting fresh towels in all of the bathrooms. One of the rooms he had entered was dimly lit, the curtains still drawn and a heavy, musky smell hung in the room. Charlie was quite familiar with the smell of futa sweat and cum, he was even beginning to find the smell quite pleasant. At first he thought that the guest was still in bed, but as he crept in closer he saw that the sheets were simply a tangled, bunched up mess. The bare mattress was exposed, the pillows lay in the corner of the room, even a chair, which normally sat at the foot end of the bed in each room had been shoved away. It seemed like someone had had a wild night.

Whilst Charlie was pulling of the soiled sheets he found a pink jockstraps hidden in the laundry. He picked it up gingerly, staring with wide eyes at the bulging part which was meant to support a cock. By this point he shouldn't still be getting surprised by sizes of the futa's resident appendages, but as he held the jockstrap closer to his face, looking over his shoulder to see if anyone would catch him, he still remained mesmerized. The jockstrap smelled strongly of cum, he even found some dried jizz inside of it. Charlie shrugged, pushing the jockstrap against his nose and taking in a deep whiff. The smell hypnotized him and immediately his dick jolted in his pants. He laid the jockstrap carefully on the chair, after pushing it back to the appropriate part of the room and continued cleaning.

In another room he did accidentally barge in on someone, they hadn't bothered to hang a 'do not disturb' sign on the door handle and just as he had changed the sheets and turned to put new towels in the bathroom, a sudden noise stopped him in his tracks.

"Oh! What are you doing here?" The door to the bathroom swung open and in front of him stood a short dark-haired women, as naked as the day she was born. She had thick thighs and soft curves in all the right places, her belly looked like the perfect pillow to sleep on and beneath, barely being covered by her hands, hung a flaccid cock around five inches long.

"I'm so sorry ma'am!" Charlie quickly responded, turning around and hiding his face behind a stack of towels. "I'm just here to clean up, I didn't know you were in the bathroom!" Embarrassment flooded over him as Charlie felt his cheeks growing hot.

"Gosh you gave me quite a scare... It's ok, just hand me one of those towels will you?" Charlie turned back around slowly, still trying to keep his gaze away from the woman's wet, glistening body. He handed her a towel from the top of the stack, which she took and threw around her waist, making no effort to hide her heavy breasts. "C'mon don't get shy now, it's not like you haven't already seen everything."

When Charlie looked up again, his eyes immediately darting across the woman's body, he noticed her standing quite relaxed, her arms resting on her wide hips and a small smile painted on her lips. "I'm sorry, I'll leave some towels on the bed and I'll get out of your hair." Charlie dumped a few towels on the freshly made bed and turned to hurry towards the exit of the room.

"Now wait a minute young man, why are you in such a rush?" Her voice sounded mischievous and her hand shot out to grab hold of his shoulder. "Do I know you from somewhere?"

"I work down in the bar as well ma'am, maybe you've seen me there?" Charlie wasn't sure what was going on, but he could at least tell that the woman wasn't angry at him.

"No, that's not it..." There was a short pause, meanwhile the woman kept her hand on Charlie's shoulder, as her eyes study him from head to toe. "That's it! I've seen your profile on Honeypot! Gosh, you're even cuter in the flesh." Suddenly the hand that rested on his shoulder shot down in a flash and smacked him square on his ass, making it jiggle. Charlie gasped in surprise, looking back at the woman, and seeing something twitch underneath her towel. The woman grabbed hold of his right ass cheek, squeezing and massaging it, smacking it once more. "I heard you're a real naughty boy... Charlie right?"

Charlie nodded, letting the woman fondle his body. "Yes ma'am, b-but I'm sorry, I have to go clean the other rooms, I really don't have the time for anything right now..." The woman sighed, giving his ass one final smack and grabbing hold of his shoulder once more to turn him around and make Charlie face her.

Both her hands shot up and grabbed the sides of his head, the woman took a step forward and pulled Charlie's head towards her chest. Within the blink of an eye Charlie's face was mushed in between the woman's tits, he felt her shake her chest from side to side, leaving him breathless and slightly dewy from the moisture of the shower still clinging to her skin. Charlie's face was red hot with excitement, he heard the woman's muffled giggling as she kept his face pressed between her tits for a few seconds. When she finally let him back up Charlie sucked in a big gulp of air, his shoulder length, black hair a frizzy mess. "That's so you'll remember me Charlie," the woman winked. "The name's Diana, keep your phone close by for me, I think you might be getting a message from me soon."

Charlie just nodded, completely flustered and unsure of what to say to her. Diana took the lead, waving him out of the door and hanging bare-chested in the doorway for a short moment to watch him stumble clumsily down the hallway. Of all the mornings that he'd had working at Hermatus, today had certainly been an eventful one. Still, there was work to be done as Charlie did his upmost to collect his thoughts. He continued cleaning the remaining rooms, knowing in the back of his head that when his regular work at Hermatus would be done for the day, there were plenty of other opportunities in the pipeline for him.