Look For Help From A Friend

"What can I do..." Alisha wondered aloud pacing back and forth. Her mind scrambling for options.

It was way to embarassing a situation to call her mom.

Lucille would ask to many questions and not relate.

Maria would preach and make sure everyone found out about this.

Natalie... The porn came to mind, it couldn't have been her. Natalie was usually understanding, she also would understand if Alisha didn't want any questions asked. She was always kind and helpful.

The thought of Natalie sent an exciting chill through Alisha. Either Natalie would keep quiet, or she'd have some explaining to do… Tying the robe shut once more Alisha rushed through the hall to the public elevator, eager to resolve her situation. As the doors opened Alisha paused to think what floor Natalie would be on, if she wasn't already finished that is. The thought that Natalie might be down in the staff area, or worse, gone home scared Alisha.

Pressing the top floor assigned to Natalie Alisha fidgetted as the elevator held her in suspense. Her mind wondered if that really was Natalie, that some how her locks had gone rainbow. No it couldn't. Natalie wasn't daring enough for… Alisha shifted her legs, feeling the on going wetness of her arousal, despite the circumstances.

As the elevator lurched to a halt Alisha timidly stepped out to into the hallway. As Alisha turned the bend in the hallway there was still no sign of Natalie, stopping to consider checking another floor Alisha paused as she thought she heard something.

Stopping to listen Alisha gazed further down the hall. Stepping lightly down the hall the muffled noise became clearer, sounding increasingly like moaning Alisha paused as she reached a door that seemed to be the source of the noise.

Leaning against the door she could hear a cacophony of moans and groans, each one dripping with pleasure. Leaning against the door Alisha could feel her heart rate increase, her mind was beginning to wonder just what was going on, and how many were joined in the coitus.

As Alisha intently leaned against the door listening to the animalistic sounds of pleasure emanating from within her hands began to roam, subconsciously opening the robe allowing her to cup her breasts, and brush a hand across her still wet panties, her subconscious mind locked in debate about diving beneath the moist fabric.

Her mind imagined just what positions they were doing, how many there were, a girl being double teamed, a guy pinned beneath two women using him as little more than a tool to please themselves, her wandering thoughts meandered to joining, a hand pressing up against the door barely resisting the urge to knock.

What would the occupants think? Being interrupted by an almost naked woman in the hall. Hell it could even just be a gay couple... But obviously people fantisize about housekeeping, she'd seen a porn or two about the housekeeping.

Supressing a moan Alisha firmly grabbed a breast, thinking about the porno again. A rainbow haired Natalie sucking and fucking with others, turning and gesturing for Alisha to join.

Slowly sliding down the door to her knees, Alisha further succumbed to the urge to masturbate once more, concerns of being caught increasingly answered with thoughts of just watching them as she got off before them. Half desiring they at least return the gesture.

Her suppressed moans and groans slowly growing louder, and louder. Alisha leaned against the door, legs spread, robe open. Her light chocolate brown skin glistening with sweat as her large brown eyes gazed around, pulling the elastic from her hair letting her glossy jet black hair drop free to below her shoulders, framing her face wildly amplify the desire and primal arousal in her body language and face.

Increasingly the pheromones circling the corridors, and the subconscious exposure to the Idol's corruption through the porn movie ate away at her inhibitions and fear. She was becoming ravenous for more than the touch of her own skin, she shook her head resisting ideas of wandering the hallways, elevators, even soliciting the rooms for what she increasingly needed.

She could even start here...