Wine Service (Professional Courtesy 1)
by Zenobia Renquist
Musa Publishing, Eros
Contemporary Erotica, BDSM, MF, MFM
She offers satisfaction above and beyond what is requested.
Lexie’s job as a housekeeper at a five-star hotel doesn’t normally include the unique and risqué form of room service that important hotel guest Mr. Malena has requested, nor the generous tip he’s offered. Lexie can’t resist, and what should have been a one-time thing turns into an introduction into the sensual world of customer satisfaction. She finds much enjoyment in her “work,” but is it worth risking her job?
I know next to nothing about wine. Big surprise that, right? I did learn what I like and what I don’t like while living in California near wine country. I prefer whites to reds but I’m fond of sweet late harvest and dessert wines more than any others. Of course my tastes made it into the story with a little help of some online research to find a “reasonable” price for an expensive wine. Besides, red wine stains and I didn’t want to make work for my heroine.
“You’re welcome.” She pushed to a standing position and then bent to pick up the bottle and put it back in its ice bucket. “I should get back to work.”
“Not so fast.” Mr. Malena stood and tossed her thong toward one of the nightstands. “We’re not finished.”
Lexie backed up a step.
“Now, now. Don’t be frightened. Nothing untoward. I promise.”
She snorted. “What exactly is your definition of untoward? I just rode a bottle for your wanking pleasure.”
“That’s all part of wine service. As is what comes next.”
“I didn’t bring it up last night because of how skittish you were, but there is more to it than stuffing that beautiful pussy of yours with a five-hundred-dollar bottle of Chardonnay.”
“Five hun—” She choked on the word. She’d been riding a bottle of Chardonnay that cost five hundred dollars. True, she knew nothing about wines or why one cost more than another—beyond age—but hadn’t known a single bottle could cost five hundred dollars.
“Yes. In honor of you and your first night. I thought it appropriate a five hundred dollar woman should ride a five hundred dollar bottle.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Does it get you hot to think about it?”
“You’re insane,” she said, laughing. “You’re also joking.”
“I’m not. Call Franceska if you don’t believe me.” He gestured to the phone.
She looked at the bottle and then at him. “Five hundred dollars?”
“Wow.” She’d never had anything that expensive between her legs. Her most expensive toy had barely broken the two hundred mark, and here she’d used a five hundred dollar bottle of Chardonnay to get off. “So what else is there? Sex, right?”
“If you want, but not what I had in mind right this instance.” He chuckled. “I’m not as spry as I used to be. I need a little more time to regain my stamina.”
“You look plenty spry to me.” She eyed his semi-erect dick. It hadn’t gone limp after he came. A few well-placed licks would probably have it hard again in an instant.
“Bless you, dear girl. You are good for my ego.” He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the back. “Now then. After riding the bottle comes drinking the wine.”
Zenobia Renquist is an Air Force brat turned Air Force wife. She and her husband are owned by two demanding cats of the long-haired persuasion. Born in Europe and currently stationed in Hawaii, Zenobia has been traveling all her life. “Where are you from?” is not a question she likes to be asked but will usually answer Virginia, because it’s the one place that feels like home.
Zenobia’s stories range from steamy to scorching and she writes whichever genre catches her interest at the time. When not coming up with ways to torture her characters, she enjoys knitting and crochet (both regular and Tunisian) as well as reading shoujo and yaoi manga.