Marlissa answered the door.

"I'll get it," Marlissa said cheerfully, jumping off the bed and skipping towards the door like an excited schoolgirl.

She opened the door to reveal her six foot tall slender frame, with her robe untied exposing her DD-cup breasts, to the hotel room service waiter.

"Hi there," she smiled at the young man who stared at her with his mouth slightly agape.

"Your food, ma'am," the waiter mumbled trying not to stare at her perfect body.

"Please bring it in," Marlissa said, pretending to finally notice her robe was open and covered herself.

The waiter pushed the cart in and felt a pang of envy when saw Ryan sitting on the foot of the bed watching TV. He put the food, bottle of wine, and two glasses on the desk.

"Honey, do you mind giving him a tip?" Ryan asked, fully expecting what his demonic wife would do.

"Of course," Marlissa replied as she grabbed the waiter and planted a kiss. She suppressed her natural instinct of draining his life **** but instead weakened his will so she could plant a subliminal suggestion. "You have the stamina of an ox and will remain hard until sunrise." She squeezed the bulge in his uniform pants.

Blushing, the waiter quickly left the suite, hoping to find to find someone or something to relieve his swelling balls.

"Let us eat!" Marissa said cheerfully.