Out of the frying pan, into the fire escape

Coming up the steps was a woman with a cleaning cart, muttering angrily to herself about how stupid management was about having her lug this up a flight of stairs. So far, the cleaning lady hadn't seen them... Yet.

"Quickly! In here!" Mary hissed, gesturing to a nearby door as she threw it open. After Steven scurried in, she quickly ran inside and closed the door...

Only to discover too late that it was a broom closet. And to make things more awkward, there was barely enough room for one of them, let alone both as Mary's back pressed against Steven's front.

"Okay, this one was on me." Mary admitted in a hushed voice. Half a second later, her eyes widened. "Steven. Please tell me that's your thumb poking my right ass cheek."

"..."

"That's not your thumb, is it?"

"... In my defense, I did tell you that you had a cute ass."

Mary opened her mouth to argue, only to close it again as the two heard panting from outside the door. Looking up, they gulped at seeing the silhouette of the cleaning lady in front of the door.

"Crap! Crap! Crap! What do we do?!" Steven hissed, panicking.

Mary looked around until she saw the window behind Steven. "The window."

"There's a window behind me?!" Steven shrieked silently, throwing his hand over his butt crack. Looking over his shoulder, he moaned, "Why didn't I see that before?"

"Nevermind that! Get it open!" Mary hissed.

"Okay, I think I know what happened now." Cassie said with a chuckle, "You climbed out the window, waited for the cleaning lady to do her thing and leave, climbed back in, and made your way down to the front desk, right?"

"Pumpkin..." Steven chuckled, his face and Mary's growing redder. "Your mother and I, to this very day, wish that was what happened..."

"This is insane!" Steven hissed, he and Mary feeling the warm summer air on their bare skin as they sat on the fire escape underneath the window sill. "Are you sure this was a good idea?"

"Don't worry." Mary said, "We just wait for her to be done with what she's doing, then we'll climb back in and get down to the lobby in no time."

"Oh, for the - Really guys?! Do I honestly have to do everything around this dump?!" The cleaning lady was heard shouting.

**THUNK**

**CLICK**

"Um... Mary?" Steven chuckled nervously, "Did you hear something just now?"

"You mean, like the noise of a window being closed and locked from the inside?" Mary asked, a nervous chuckle of her own escaping her lips.

The two slowly raised up to see the cleaning lady leave the supply closet... After closing the window they had just escaped from.

"No, no, no, no, no!" Steven begged as he tried to open the window to no avail. "This is bad! This is very, very, very bad!"

"I know! This is my fault!" Mary groaned, "Now, we're not only locked out of the room naked, we're locked out of the hotel naked too!"

"What'll we do now?!" Steven asked, covering his manhood with his hands as Mary covered her breasts and womanhood.

"The only thing we can do." Mary sighed, getting to her feet as she gestured to the steps of the fire escape.