Room with a view-HNT

After a long day I finally arrived at my hotel, no thanks to the damn Yahoo driving directions. I had no agenda, I was on my own. I walked up to the desk to check in and the hyper desk chick went on about a mistake with my room, an upgrade and BLAH, BLAH, BLAH. I thanked her and wheeled my gear to the elevator.
I entered the room and it indeed was an upgrade. It was a huge suite. “Thank You”, I said out loud. I dropped my things undressed and headed for the shower. I was impressed. It was one of those huge walk in marble looking showers with jets above and below and they were adjustable. I stood under the hot water washing away the day. I soaped up and washed, shampooed, then rinsed myself off.
Once I dried off I entered the sleeping quarters still in the buff. I think of hotels as an extension of my own place and therefore the “Clothing Optional” clause comes into play. In most hotels I wouldn’t be caught dead in the nude, hell there are some I won’t even take my socks off. The room was large and elegant. Centered was an oversized king bed made up for royalty. I went to the T.V. and flipped it on. I originally had hoped to relax and watch some news, but I immediately saw that the hotel had the “On Command” service also known as and referred to by Mike as “SPANKERVISION”. “Why not” I thought as I stood there naked in this room fit for a king. I went to the bed and threw the comforter to the floor. It is a known fact that hotels rarely wash these and I know for a fact what I have done lying upon a hotel comforter. I propped the many pillows up where I could comfortably sit upright. I grabbed the remote and started flipping through the “Adult” selections. I chose one that had something to do with co-eds, hell, let’s be honest, the chicks looked hot and they were going to go “Lesbo”. I confirmed my $12.99 purchase and sat back and watched.
A few minutes into the poorly acted college setting, Holly was munching Allison’s rug and nature was taking its course. My man was standing at attention and staring at me as if to say “You gonna do something about this”. I slowly eased my way into it but before I knew it I was stroking Jimmy as if we had just met. I was really getting into watching the girls find new uses for a wireless mouse, when something, someone caught my eye. I looked to the door and there stood an older woman, a housekeeper by the looks of her uniform. She stared at me and I stared at her the whole time my dick was still in my hand. “Teur Dun”, she said in a heavy Slavic accent. OK, now I am thinking “Is she propositioning me”? I mean she was older and, but who would know, and Jimmy wasn’t complaining. Just as I was about to walk to her and have her knell and, well, she held out some chocolates, pointed to the bed and once again asked, “Teur Dun”. It hit me like a brick. The maid lady didn’t want nothing to do with my sinful thoughts, she was just trying to do her job and TURN DOWN the bed for me. Now embarrassed and humiliated, I stood and took the candy from her and said “Thanks, it is OK, no turn down”. She must have understood. She gave me the chocolates and started to head to the door to leave. As she reached the door, she turned around and looking directly at my, um, thing, she smiled and said “BRAVO”. Then she left. I tried to return to my movie. Hell, I paid $12.99 for it might as well get “Happy Ending”. But I felt dirty and embarrassed and frankly my man wasn’t cooperating.This morning as I exited my room and walked down the hallway to the elevator, I saw several cleaning ladies pop their head’s out from the rooms they were attending to. Some clapped, some whistled. I got into the elevator.