To his room.

After Wes left Amy's cubicle he was greeted by the smiles of the beautiful front desk clerks. He was sure that they knew who he was and how much he was worth -- and after hearing him fuck their co-worker -- they probably hoped that he would turn their necklaces green so they could earn a nice big bonus. He was tempted but he had plenty of time and opportunities later but he wanted to go to his suite to freshen up first.

A blonde bell hop showed Wes to his penthouse suite. He admired her body in its tight dark green tunic and miniskirt that barely covered her ass but showed off her long, slender legs as they rode the elevator. "How do you like the job," he paused to read her name tag on her big chest, "Mara?"

"The job is easy and the pay isn't bad," she replied as the elevator doors slid open. "I get to use the beaches in my free time."

"Do you get good tips?" he asked when they got to the door to his suite.

"Yes, but much better when this turns green," she laughed after taking out her necklace from her jacket.

She opened the door to reveal the spacious living room, lit by the tall windows that overlooked the beach below.

Wes toyed with the fob in his pocket.