Nothing happen!

You get to your room hop in the shower and think about the situation with Madison, you're still not sure you're onboard for her whole plan but the job is not really something you can pass up. You doubt you'll find a better offer money-wise unless you consider mercenary work, even then that kind of work entails risks and while her offer may not be risks-free there is little chance for it to be as risky as mercenary work.

Before long you pass out in the comfy bed and only wake up hours later, pass what you are used to, your internal clock is a bit scrambled from the lack of daylight in here. Before you can get out of bed to do your morning workout your stomach growls loudly making you realize how hungry you are.

You take the phone and tap the food button, it only takes a few seconds before someone answers.

"This is the kitchen, how may we help you?" The female voice asks.

"I'd like breakfast, room huhhh." You say trying to remember your room number.

"1003, what should I tell the chef to prepare, sir?" The employe answers before you can remember. You think for a second and have no idea what to ask for.

" Just tell him I'm famished and ex-military." You answer leaving for this chef to choose what to send up.

"Ok ... We'll send your food up as soon as it's ready, have a nice morning, sir." The female answers before hanging up.

You decide to do your workout while you wait for your food.
.................................................................Hotel kitchen.........................................................

"Ok ... We'll send your food up as soon as it's ready, have a nice morning, sir." A blonde woman says before hanging the phone.

"What is it this time? Lobster? or worst something like dogs or some weird shit like that?" A gruff voice asks the blonde woman. The blonde employee turns around to face the chef who's preparing another room call.

"He said and I quote 'Just tell him I'm famished and ex-military'." The woman answer looking confused. Usually, guests were very peculiar about anything they ordered here. When she saw the chef's face break into a smile and nod before turning to his fridge and perusing it she was even more confused.

"What is it? Some kind of code or something?" The woman asks finishing to dress a plate before handing it to the hostess waiting.

"I guess you could say that. Famished probably means 'don't send me some fucking fancy dinner made for anorexic teen' and ex-military means 'I'll eat anything you send up'." The chef answers getting a huge slab of meat out of his fridge.

"So you know him then?" The blonde question him.

"Not at all, I'm just happy that for once there is someone who's ready to let me do my fucking job and thrust what I make will be good." The chef answers jovially.

"Call his hostess and tell her it will be ready in 15 minutes." The chef adds before turning back to his work.

The blonde woman quickly opens her computer log to send the message to the assigned hostess but when she reaches the name listed for room 1003 the woman freezes.

"There must be a mistake!" She exclaims turning back to her coworker. The chef just looks at her with a raised eyebrow.

"The name listed has the hostess is ... Miss Ivy ... she ... she never hosted anyone since I came to work here." The blonde informs unsure of what to do. The chef is a bit surprised but he quickly decides that this is not his problem.

"So? If she's the one listed then it's not our problem ... send her the message." The chef rules before returning to his task. The blonde employee turns to her computer and sends the message hoping her ass wouldn't be chewed out for this.

About 10 minutes later the blonde woman sees Madison walk to the take out area.

The blonde woman couldn't help but stare at her boss, she really fucking likes her job. Madison was well known for dressing up extravagantly for no other reason than she liked an outfit, the employee wasn't sure if her boss was going for the whole 'naughty maid' vibe consciously but she knew it was a fucking sight to see. She would certainly bend that naughty maid over the counter and bury her face in that juicy fucking ass is she wasn't her boss. She was roused from her fantasy by the said boss question.

"Is that all for my room, Ronald.?" The milf asks the chef looking at a filled service trolley.

"Yes, soldier boy is hungry and was kind enough to let me decide what to send up," Ronald answers with a smile completely unashamed to have overdone it. When Madison reaches for the cart the chef stops her.

"Wait, just need to finish cooking the eggs and you can be on your way." He says flipping the eggs over and letting them cook for just a few seconds before putting them in an empty space he had left in one of the plates.

"Ronald, he said he was ex-military, not an army!" The blonde says looking at the filled tray with a laugh looking at Madison lead the tray toward the elevator.

"I won't leave a man who served our country starve while in my care, Lexi." The chef answers proudly.

...................................................................Back to John......................................................................

Madison doesn't stop to knock and instead use her all-access card to get into the room, peoples never really expect the same kind of privacy in here anyway. When she reaches the foot of the bed she's greeted with something she didn't expect, it's a sight that makes her knees go weak.

Your back is turned to her and you're pulling your weight on the pull-up bar, the milf can see every muscle of your chiseled back and butt work to pull you up. Madison unconsciously licks her lips and have to consciously stop herself from jumping you right there. When she lets a moan escape her throat you drop to the ground and turn around.

You take in the sight before you and can't help but smile, Madison sure knows how to make an impression on a man. Her sexy outfit looks more like something you would see in a porno than on the owner of any company.

"What?" You ask not really seeing why she's staring at you.

"Your food is here." She says dumbly still unable to look away.

"Yes, I can see that. The question is why are you still here?" You say and regret it almost instantly. You realize you're still pissed at her for tricking you as she did.

Madison is mortified by what you said, she's looking down and bites her lips while fiddling with her sexy skirt.

"We need to talk, why don't you take a seat." You say starting to wolf down the most delicious breakfast you ever had...................