112 To the Hotel We Go!

It was supposed to be K as in the english letter but my first customer thought it was the name 'Kei' which I guess was how I earned this name.

I'm not the best at saying the most comforting words but I flashed a smile towards her and consoled her "At least you did the best you could do, and that's what matters."

These words sounded like something used on a middle school student who failed their exam but it worked very well against Fumiko.

She smiled with a gleaming charm and a cheerful aura started to release from her. As expected, she looked much more prettier when she smiles.

Her head was angled at a weird position, so I lent my shoulder for her to lean on as she grasped her arms around my arm.

This left me in an awkward position as I used my other hand to start petting her head.

It was quite a soft sensation and wasn't glossy compared to my hair but the sweet, peaceful expression on Fumiko's face was far too cute.

A sense of pleasure welled up in my heart seeing my partner's face with such a serene expression that slowly lulled her to sleep but it would be troublesome if she began sleeping now, considering we still have an hour and a half.

I didn't want to ruin such a peaceful moment but I knew that it would make her soon feel regret at the waste of time, therefore I asked: "Boss, do you want to get a massage?"

She had a dazed expression probably to due to remembering the sensation from last time of my specialty but her eyes seemed blank.

There was a little mess left by her as drool was collecting into a small drop by the side of her mouth.

Taking the napkin from the cup where I received my coffee, I brushed her red lips gently and Fumiko accepted it quietly.

A subtle nod showing her stance on my question as she picked herself up and began walking to the next hotel. Honestly, she's wasting her Latte so I began chugging both cups of coffee since it would be a waste.

It was a difficult thing not to place your morals, beliefs, principles or other standards that you hold onto other people as they may have been growing up in a different environment with different rules.

Wasting things is generally something that should be taught but even as the person who provides them services, it's wrong to force down your opinion on them unless they specifically request it.

One thing I am able to appreciate about Fumiko his her liking towards many simplistic things in life, an example would be the very hotel we were going to.

Compared to more modern designs of love hotels, the one she tended to pick was one with barely enough access to the variety of kink materials in this location.

When I have customers bringing me to hotels with rooms that have so many lights that make no sense as well as wasting a lot of energy, I just can't help but sigh at the future.

The only plus thing about modern love hotels is the privacy they give but I sometimes wonder if that was one of the reasons why people in this country have difficulties in socializing.

Fumiko was currently checking out a room from the hotel but it seemed that the major demographic of my customers were superstitious.

They usually requested rooms they believed to be lucky if they were given the chance and I could barely hear Fumiko say: "Is room 113 available?"

If I remembered correctly, that was the amount of days it took in order for her to get her very first promotion.

It was quite a recognizable feat, but sometimes I worry if she'll become like other customers and start believing in star signs, making my job a little bit more difficult.

Just the thought of why she wouldn't want my services being 'Today's star sign said I would encounter misfortune…'

Aiii~ business would be tough with that mentality.

Lucky for her, the room was indeed available and Fumiko began smiling a lot more.

Her serious demeanor was gone, the absence of emotion was missing and she just seemed like a normal youthful lady having the time of her life.

We soon arrived to the room and there was another reason why Fumiko specifically enjoyed this hotel.

They had a special table that was usually fold into a convenient size hidden within the closet, Fumiko commented that it was one of the softest materials she had ever laid her hands on.

It was indeed soft from the material it was made off but this item had two holes.

One was the feature that Fumiko used most commonly, the hole for the head, so that she could get the most relaxing massage while the other hole was approximately located beneath the waist for 'milking' purposes.

I really liked this hotel as it would offer materials and tools to satisfy the desires of any customers while giving out the compulsory stuff.

This was the exact thing I was looking for.

On the nightstand, next to the bed was around 4 condoms and a small packet containing lube which I quickly packed into my bag.

Some of the funniest things I heard from other seniors and seen myself is that the hotels want to show that they have a 'competitive edge'.

In the end, one may receive a small gift bag with a blindfold for sleeping and a love egg for the customer's uses.

After searching through the cupboards I was able to find one of Fumiko's favorite oils.

Vanilla Scent Oil!

I've heard has been on a slight rise and it does feel good using something sort of expensive without having to pay for it since it comes with receiving the room.

Fumiko seemed to have already set up the message table as it had a layer of bed sheet on top of it and already unfolded.

I guess it's show time.