Beatrix

Greta is wearing out your patience, but a bit of non-Greta female company would be a welcome distraction. You give Greta the word, and she can barely contain her laughter. "Here's the plan. You go up to your room for a minute and call me up. I go back and tell Bea that you have a problem with the room. She then goes up to see and that's when the magic happens. Just a tip, she always tells me that she wishes a handsome, assertive stranger would throw her up against the wall and stick his tongue down her throat." You nod your understanding and she walks off, bursting into suppressed giggling.

Several hours later, it is time for bed. You and your men go to your rooms. As you walk up the stairs and exchange winks with Greta. Once you get to your room, you wait a little while then call Greta up. As the door closes behind her she stops trying to suppress herself, belting out a loud laugh. "This is gonna be SO GOOD! Just remember what I told you and you'll be fine. Ok ok, I'll go get her now." Greta leaves and you wait by the door anxiously. You hear Beatrix say something, sounding annoyed. Then, a march of footsteps up the stairs. Slowly, slowly, step by step she gets closer. Then you hear her right outside the door. The handle starts to turn. Despite the butterflies in your stomach, you know it's time to act.

The door opens and there stands Beatrix, pretty face illuminated by the candle-holder in her hand. You sweep her up in your arms and starts kissing her aggresively. You stumble with the shocked woman to the wall. Then the worst happens. Beatrix begins struggling wildly to free herself. You don't stop her and she breaks off. She stares at you, half furious half terriffied. You guess that's a normal reaction to a situation like this, but a cynical part of your mind tells you that you got suckered by Greta. Fuck.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" Beatrix screams. You wince at her fury. "I'm sorry, really I am. It's just that Greta..." As you mention the name a flash of understanding shows on her face. Guess you were right about this being a prank. Beatrix begins storming off with a look on her face like she's about to committ a ****. You grab her arm before she gets to the door. "Wait just a minute, please. I think we both understand that Greta tricked me when she said what you wanted. But she also says you're lonely here. Is that true?" Bea looks down bashfully. The woman changes moods like nobody you've met before. "She told you that, eh? Well, in all honesty, it's true. I've spent almost my whole life in this inn. I was born here. I went with pa once and a while to the market, but that's about all. So yeah, I guess I'm lonely." You see tears in her eyes as she finishes. "Good thing I'm here then." you say. You bring Beatrix's face up into a kiss. Starting gentle this time, you are surprised as Bea grabs hold of your head and begins kissing you passionately. "I could do a lot worse than you" she says, voice low and husky.