Hotel Sexual Encounters VIP Tango 2

Chapter 2

Saskia

Kathleen rushed through the foyer, struggling with her coat.

“I hate winter,” she grumbled, throwing her stuff under the desk.

“Right.” She pulled her hair back in a ponytail. “How has today been so far?”

“Nothing note-worthy, except our VIP arriving any minute now.” I sat up straight in my chair.

“Do you know who it is?” She rubbed her hands, eyes sparkling.

“Nope.” His name hadn’t rung a bell.

“He’s like the most famous ballroom dancer, ever! He won the International Championship, twice in a row. He’s most famous for his Tango.” The door opened stopping her from regaling me with the accomplishments of the man approaching us.

“Mr. Dawdson, welcome.” Kathleen fawned over him.

“Thank you.” He turned to me when Kathleen simply gaped, not giving any other indication of helping him.

“I’ll help you with your bags. If you would please follow me?” I rounded the desk, and grabbed his carry-on, while he held on to the garment bags swung over his shoulder.

Kathleen, still starstruck, didn’t blink, unnerving me. I hurried to the elevator, pushing the button a few times. Sighing in relief when it…