There are so many steamy stories on MH, we thought it might be a welcome addition to share an embarrassing but sexy experience in hopes that others would too.
Back in the Spring of 2020, in the throes of Covid quarantines, we got to feeling so cooped up that I decided a change of scenery was in order. We live on the east coast, and the beach is two hours away, so we packed our bags and went off for a spontaneous weekend at a nice resort.
We felt like we had the place to ourselves. The weather was pleasant. Tom played golf, and we went for walks and dinner, and we tried to forget for a couple of days that the world had gone crazy.
Hotel sex is always nice; a change of scenery, luxurious bathrooms, strategically placed mirrors, always gets me so horny. There is something naughty about meeting a lover in a hotel bar, even if he is your husband!
After a fun weekend, and several long lovemaking sessions, we packed up to head back home. We had brought our favorite sex toy – a pink rabbit vibrator – and made liberal use of it. I put it in my suitcase along with my other things and went into the bathroom to finish getting ready while Tom went to get the car.
A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. I opened it, and there stood a very young and very cute (even behind his mask) bellman with a luggage cart. He was roughly the same age as our son, and very polite.
“Mr. Anderson asked me to assist you with your bags. May I come in?”
We exchanged small talk about the weather and how nice the hotel was and how wonderful it was to be able to get away from home for a few days. I was in the bathroom finishing with my makeup and hair, when it occurred to me that I had not zipped up my suitcase, which was still sitting on the bed.
I zipped my makeup case and went into the hall just in time to see him reach for the bag, pick it up and spill the entire contents on the floor.
He was mortified, but not as much as I was. There was the pink, penis-shaped vibrator, lying on the floor amid assorted pairs of panties, a black push up bra, and a see through Natori gown.
I surprised my middle-aged self with how fast I moved. I scooped up as much as I could against my chest, and did my best to conceal the vibrator with a handful of other clothes, but instead only managed to accidentally hit the ON button. The vibe began gyrating in my hand like a squirming plastic cat that did not want to be picked up.
I frantically and unsuccessfully tried to turn it off. Now, tell me, what in the hell is it about these things? You can’t turn them off! You need an IT degree to figure them out. I cycled through about ten different settings before I got it to stop squirming.
The adorable bell boy just stood there holding the empty suitcase with his mouth agog. Finally he looked at me with this odd combination of shock and awe, and just said, “I’m soooo sorry. Let me, um, let me, um… help?”
I figured there was no way out of this other than the direct approach.
“First, this is all MY fault for not zipping the bag. Second, I’m sure you have the good judgment to let this be our little secret, at least until we drive off.”
“Oh, yes, ma’am! Absolutely.”
“Thank you.” I put the suitcase back together, zipped it up, walked back into the bathroom and gave myself an “I can’t believe that just happened” look.
Tom showed back up, and as the young man was putting the bags in the car, I told him what happened. We laughed like guilty teenagers, but I think Tom enjoyed the thought of the staff talking about the hot mature couple in 108.
Let’s just say that young man got a very generous tip.
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