The Thief

This is ridiculous.

One day I will get caught.

Kim paused for a moment, glancing around the hotel room. She knew it wasn't right. If she was caught, it would mean a loss of job, and even worse, a criminal record.

She knew her husband, Jay, and their year old infant would survive, based on his family support. Financially she wasn't so sure.

She gingerly ran her fingers through her dirty blond hair, tieing it back with a scrunchie. Kim had stolen before. A few dollars here or there, some jewellery. Most often she would see money left in plain sight, and as a hotel maid, would collect the money, bring it to the front desk, then the guests would quickly head to the desk upon the discovery of their money missing. Once they saw the maid had turned it in, they rewarded her with cash of her own. That was the easy way. Pawning the jewellery was a bit more risky.

Her marriage was rocky, but they managed. Their financial hardships ultimately affected their intimacy. She thought if she helped get their money on track, her husband would sleep with her again. And this is how she ended up working this job, and pocketing a little hustle on the side.

Kim grinned at the fact just recently, she was promoted to head housekeeper. This designation allowed her to check out each room unofficially after the cleaners were done. More opportunity for a score.

She walked towards the unkempt bed of room 320. The maid crew had not made it to that floor yet, so she decided to take a look. As she walked past the floor to ceiling mirror on the wall, she paused, taking in her appearance.

Kim was just past 40, but looked a little younger. After the birth of her son, she lost weight, but came to realize that her bigger firm ass, thinner waist, and big boobs were something to be proud of. Even though her husband hadnt had sex with her in months, due to financial stress and a newborn child, she seemed happy. Smiling, she continued on towards the bed.

The sheets were scattered, and pillows everywhere. A slight gasp slipped from her mouth when she noticed on the bed was a pair of mens brief underwear, laying open and exposing a familiar sticky patch on the crotch. No doubt, she thought, the owner must have been pretty aroused to leave those.

Kim turned towards the suitcase on the chair, open and filled with unorganized clothes. On the right side, she saw a small amount of jewelry, men's jewelry, and a black wallet. The jewelry would be a bit harder to come up with a story for. The wallet looked inviting.

She turned and looked back towards the slightly opened door. It was very quiet. She knew there was only a handful of rooms rented in the entire hotel, and on this floor she was in the only occupied one at the end of this wing.

Kim carefully and methodically removed the wallet. It contained a few $50 bills, and one lone $100. A nice $100 bill would help their money problems, if only a little. She held the $100 bill in her hand, and started to put it back, thinking that.....

"What the fuck are you doing?"

The mans voice from behind her startled her and she jumped, heart racing and her mind jolted back to reality. Oh. No.

"I, I, I....." Kim had no idea what to say.

The guest was there looking at her, arms crossed, dripping wet from the hotel pool he had just returned from. He was around 50 years old or so, sporting a "dad-bod", bald head and thicker beard. His swimming trunks were still wet and stuck to his body. As scared as Kim was, her eyes went to the suctioned outline of his cock in the trunks. Hey, he isn't circumcised....

"I asked you a question." He was getting a little frustrated.

Kim had no idea why, but she started to blurt out something not as an answer, but a plea, a pathetic begging.

"I'm so sorry; please please don't tell my manager. I will get fired and I can't afford to. Please please don't tell!"

The man took his right hand and wiped the water from his trunks. He stared at her. What was he thinking?

"How much money do you have? Do you want to pay me to keep quiet?" He started to look around the room, taking inventory of his other possessions.

"Oh no, i'm sorry but I have no money. Please, I didn't take anything, please don't tell my manager." Even Kim was getting tired of hearing her own voice.

The man sighed. Suddenly, he saw Kim do something. Kim found herself staring at his trunks, and more specifically, his cock again.

" If you don't mind, i need to remove these trunks, because i'm feeling a bit chilly." He then pulled his wet trunks off, down to his ankles. As he stood up, his fat, thick and uncut cock sprung into view.

"Oh..." Kim tried her best, but couldn't look away. She had always had a crush on chubby hairy guys. Her husband was anything but.

"So, I think I have an idea. I won't tell your manager if you do something for me." He smiled, reaching down and pulling his foreskin back.

Oh no no. Kim couldn't suck him off. She never ever thought about cheating on her husband, and to get out of this? No, not happening.

"Uh, I don't think..." She started.

"Ok, fine, ill change and head down to the front desk then." He began to look for dry clothes of his.

Fuck. Kims mind raced with all her options. She couldn't lose her job. If her husband found out, oh that would be a disaster. She very quickly dissected logic in her brain, then blurted out : "Ok fine, I'll give you a blowjob."

He smiled, and said "Great, but first, I want you to undress for me." He began sliding his foreskin back and forth over his now swollen head.

Kim cringed. She did it this time. Oh why oh why? Slowly, she reached down and slid her purple scrub type pants down, exposing her thick thighs and grey satin panties. Hooking her thumbs in her underwear waist, she slid the panties down and stood back up. Her moderately hairy pussy was on full display for this stranger. And yet, she could feel herself getting wet.

"Now your top." He said, fixated on her pussy.

Kim took off her purple scrub type top, and reached back to undo her bra, which housed her big creamy DD's. Once they were free, the large nipples pointed out, hard as a rock. She stood there, and waited for the next command.

"Come here, and get on your knees."

Kim walked over to him, and went down on her knees. Without asking her, she reached up with her left hand and cupped his balls, while grabbing the base of his cock with her right. His now precum slippery head went in her mouth in an instant. Kim began sucking another mans cock, the first one since she had started dating her husband Jay 5 years earlier.

His cock tasted good, and she began getting into a rythem. The man groaned and placed his right hand on the back of her head. In and out he pumped her mouth. The slurping and smacking made Kims pussy start to drip.

The man then told her to stop, and lay on her back on the floor. She was not sure at first, but was realizing her horniness was almost out of control. She layed on her back, and the man was hovering over her face.

"Wait, what are you...." She barely got those words out, and she soon found his puckered asshole on her lips. Kim had never done this before, but went with the motions, and began licking. It was intense! Why had she not done this with her husband before?

Oh no, her husband. Kim thought back to him for a moment, but soon forgot, as she felt a warm, soft sensation on her clit as she now realized he was licking her. Yes, that's what she wanted.

She continued to rim his ass, and he made her pussy hair wet with every lick. The position was slightly awkward, and soon he got up, and grabbed her hand. Once he had her up, he crawled onto the bed.

She knew what he wanted. Really, she wanted it too. Kim climbed on top of the guy, and straddled his chubby hard cock. It slid into her pussy easily. She felt him inside her, another cock, not her husband. Again, a quick wave of guilt, followed by pleasure.

Kim grinded her pussy on his cock, as he massaged her big breasts. She knew she wasn't going to last long. He reached down and spread her ass cheeks as she was grinding, which almost put her over the edge.

The mans face suddenly twisted with pleasure, and she felt him erupt hot cum inside her. She gave a few more grinds, and expected him to go soft. He stayed hard, and as she went to climb off, he grabbed both of her arms.

"Please, one more thing, sit on my face."

What?! Kims mind went wild, and she nodded in agreement. She placed her pussy over his face, and planted her opening on his mouth. She felt him run out of her and into his mouth, his tongue exploring every inch.

She decided the negotiations were over, and got off the bed, and started collecting her clothes. She could feel him staring at her ass as she put on her panties, then her scrubs. He just layed there, stroking his still hard cock.

"Please, are you promising not to tell my manager?" Ugh, Kim felt so pathetic saying it.

"I won't, I won't say a word about what you were doing when I walked in." He smiled, and sped up his stroking. Kim knew he was jerking off.

"Ok, I have to be going now." Kim walked towards the door, with a slight look back, and then with not another word, left the room.

She went home that night, and as hard as it was to look Jay in the eye, she went about her night like nothing happened. She was even able to pleasure herself in the bathtub, something she had not done in years.

The next day, she went to work, wondering what the day would bring. Her manager said hello, and things were as normal as can be.

Just after lunch, she was walking through the lobby, and to her surprise, her husband Jay walked in the door.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" She asked, as she gave him a kiss.

"Your manager, Terry said he had something special for you, for all your hard work. He asked if I wanted to see you get it." Her husband smiled.

Kim and her husband walked to the managers office. She was curious, but knew it must have been a nice reward since her husband was called.

"Come on in my office, please." Terry smiled.

Kim and her husband sat in the two chairs across from his desk. Terry sat and took his laptop, and spun it around, pushing the one button. A video began to play...