The embarrassing elevator ride

A tall maid joined the blogging duo. The features on her face were sharp, her golden hair immaculately tied into a bun, blue eyes cold as ice. The door closed behind her, but she paid little mind. The squirming Gabriela held all of her attention. “You, girl. You are wearing one of our pillow sheets,” she said with a thick accent.

The woman’s stern aquamarine eyes reached for Gabriela’s soul and gave it a suplex. “Y-yes ma’am.” She could not bring herself to lie to the woman.

“Where did you take them?”

“From the 9th floor…. Ack!” Like an iron vice, the maid grabbed Gabriela’s left wrist.

“A vandal? Then you will come with me to security.”

“W-wait, please! I only did it because I locked myself out of my room naked!”

The maid eyed Hannah suspiciously. “I don’t believe you. Why is she filming then?”

The two friends exchanged incredulous looks. “I mean, a naked woman is running around, how could I not film her?”

“I swear I don’t know this woman, ma’am. She has been very annoying and inconsiderate this whole time!”

“Hmmm, there is dead fish in here, but fine, I won’t take you to security.”

“T-thank you!”

“I’m taking the pillow back, however.”

“W-wait, please no!”

“Wasn’t asking.” The maid grabbed the hem of the makeshift skirt in one hand and kept Gabriela in check with the other. Before she could pull, the door opened.

“Oh hey, w-we reached the lobby. G-gotta go,” Gabriela tried to squirm away from the maid, but she held her in place.

“Stay still and raise your arms, or this might hurt you.”

“B-b-but, the lobby! My dignity!”

“Hold the door!” A couple of backpackers rushed into the elevator, occupying the rest of the space. They both were wearing shorts, matching jackets, and backpacks larger than Hannah’s body. One was blonde with a stubby beard, while the other was bald with a thin mustache.

The doors closed once more as the elevator made a return trip upstairs. The two incredibly handsome men paused to stare at the confrontation, the maid holding and pushing against a skimpily dressed Gabriela. “What’s going on here?”

“I think we are interrupting something kinky, dude.”

“Help,” Gabriela whispered, but too late. The maid **** the skirt up. The garment slid up Gabriela’s body, uncovering her belly button and riding up her arms. The fabric blocked her eyes. However, she could feel that now there was nothing between her lovely rump and the cold metal behind her.

“Wow dude, she is naked underneath.”

“Whoa dude, you are right.”

“Ah! Please stop!” The maid did not stop, she shimmied the rest of the sheath out of Gabriela’s hands, leaving her as naked as she started her video. The flustered woman was quick to crouch to the floor, throwing her hands around her curvy breasts to hide them from view. Once more, she attempted to become a little ball of naked nerves.

“If you’ll excuse me, I’ll go fix the mess you made.” The maid folded the pillowcase and exited on the next floor, leaving Gabriela and Hannah alone with the other two guys. Gabriela could feel her whole body begin to sweat as they stared down at her. Maybe if she stood real still, they would not-

“So, did we interrupt something with the maid?” One of them asked, breaking the silence.

“Yeah, and where are your clothes anyway?”

G-great, it was nice having dignity, for as little as that lasted. Maybe she ought to change the title of the video. “How to convince half a hotel that you are a pervert”; that seemed more appropriate.

Gabriela wryly smiled at the two guys, still crouching on the floor. “L-long story. I d-don’t suppose you have anything on those big backpacks of yours that you could give to a poor naked woman like me?” Well, that must have been the most unconvincing sentence Gabriela had ever strung together, but anything to change the topic.

“Sorry, we are carrying forty kilos of sausages, cheese and chocolates on these bad boys. My family just can’t get enough of the local products,” the rugged bald man replied.

“No, seriously, why are you naked?” The blonde one asked.

“We are recording a guide on what to do if you get yourself locked out of your hotel room naked.” Hannah chipped in, the two guys finally noticing her presence. “Want to see more? Check out our YouTube channel Gabriela’s Gabbing Guides! She is Gabriela, I’m Hannah!”

“Hannah! They didn’t have to know th…”

“Thanks, I think I’ll do that.”

“So, are we going to appear on the show?”

“Absolutely,” replied Hannah. “Do you want to say hi to anyone?”

“Kind of awkward to say hi to the family with a naked girl next to us... Don’t think the missus will appreciate it!”

“Yeah, I can imagine. Hey Gabriela, didn’t you say that your sister watched all of our videos?”

Gabriela hit the back of her head against the wall. She did, and if her sister never let her live down the time she went to class in her pajamas... Ugh, it was going to be an awkward Christmas. More sweat poured out of Gabriela’s face as her body struggled to put down the fire on her cheeks. She half feared she was going to die of dehydration before the elevator ride ended. “H-hey guys? What floor are you dropping out?”

“The penthouse! We want to check the sky bar.”

“Great, we are only halfway there…”