Linda headed back into the main area of the penthouse and strode over ti the closet. She flung open the doors and stepped inside.
“Ok” she said out loud, “let’s find something to wear” she added as she looked around, immediately turning to face the men’s side. She spent some time looking along the railings until she found something she liked. She pulled off a pair of orange sweatpants, and a white muscle-fit t-shirt. She fished out a pair of black boxers and a pair of socks from the underwear drawer, before finally selecting a pair of fashionable men’s trainers from the shoe wall.
“Fucking perfect” she grinned as she headed back out into the main room. Zoe was out of the tub now and was lounging on a sun-bed in the heat on the balcony.
“You not going to find your girl bro?” Linda asked.
“Yeah in a sec man” Zoe replied, “I’m just drying myself off before head down. No way am I getting yelled out for leaving water in the halls” she chuckled.
“Good shout!” Linda grinned as she pulled off her wet board shorts so she was stood naked in the warm air.
“Dude!” Zoe yelled covering her eyes, “I don’t wanna see that shit!” She added.
“Oh relax!” Linda laughed, “you saw it all last night!” She added as she pulled on the pair of boxers.
“That was then man! This is now!” Zoe replied, “and now I don’t wanna see you free-lipping it!”
“It’s fine, the beast is caged for now!” Linda grinned as she pulled up the sweatpants. She pulled the t-shirt on, followed by the socks and shoes.
“Ok bro, how do I look?” She asked.
“Fucking ace dude” Zoe grinned, “just enough of the guns showing to make her want the full show. Now get out of here!” She added.
“I would say wish me luck, but I don’t need it” Linda winked as she headed towards the elevator and pressed the button for the lobby. She headed over to the concierge desk where another staff member, and man this time, was waiting.
“How can I help” he asked.
“Uh yeah, I think Sierra is expecting me?” Linda ventured.
“Oh Mr Gibson” the man smiled, “yes, she said to send you through to her office.” He added, indicating the door behind him,
“It’s down the hallway and then the last door on the right.” He said opening the door and revealing a corridor behind it. Linda followed his directions and came to another door bearing a bronze plate with ‘Sierra’ engraved on it. She knocked eagerly, and heard her voice shout for her to enter. She opened the door and stepped inside. Inside was a large office with a tv, desk, and a couch, and leaning against the desk eyeing her hungrily was Sierra herself.
“Hello again Mr Gibson” she purred, “I’m glad to see you dressed for the occasion. Come over here” she added, her voice exuding command.
‘Fuck yeah’ Linda thought, ‘I’m so in!’ She walked over to the woman as she got to her feet, her high heels making her stand a little taller than Linda.
“I must say” Sierra said sternly, “your poor attempt at flirting earlier didn’t impress me much” she continued, moving so close to Linda that she was practically on top of her.
“Oh” Linda muttered, a little crestfallen.
“But your physique did” Sierra smirked, “as a rule I don’t fraternise with guests at all, but I just had to see if there was anything else other than those muscles of yours that was hard and bulging” she added as she quickly slid her hand down the front of Linda’s sweatpants and cupped her crotch. The suddenness of the motion, and the feeling of Sierras dainty hand pressing against her caused Linda to let out an involuntary moan.
“Oh…” Sierra purred, “so it’s not just the muscles then” she added with a wry smile as Linda felt her boxers grow damp.
