What Mary gets up to…… part 1

My name is Mary, I am sixteen years old, a petite 5’ 3”, my parents own a very upmarket hotel in the heart of London. The hotel predominantly caters for the very rich, there are 12 self contained suites/apartments and they are usually habited by long term guests for months at a time. I have led a very sheltered life, I had little or no friends as I struggled to keep up friendships after school as I was expected to go straight home and help my parents in the business.

This summer I had befriended one of the chambermaids called Claire, she was 18 years old, on her first placement away from home, we became very close and after a lot of badgering and persuading my parents agreed that I could share her room. I think they had finally realised I needed friends of my own, either that or it was an excuse to off load me onto someone else, I always got the impression I was a thorn in the freedom of their side so to speak. The room was right at the top of the house, twin bedded with a small ensuite and skylights in the ceiling, I was so excited to be allowed to share with her.

The first few nights we would undress quickly before bed, embarrassed about being naked in front of one another, I couldn’t help it but to cast furtive glances at Claire’s more mature body comparing hers to mine. She had larger breasts than me, she had a bob of shiny black hair and her pussy hair was dark but clipped, shaved or waxed into a small triangle, she was so different to me, I am fair with shoulder length hair, small developing breasts and just some light downy fuzz between my legs. I couldn’t help but watch her, apart from changing for gym or sports at school, I had never seen another person’s body!

On the third or fourth night, I was jolted awake quite suddenly, lying very still I heard Claire moaning softly, it must have been a full moon as our bedroom was bathed in a brilliant silvery light from the skylights. I looked across at Claire’s bed, it was quite a warm night so her body was only covered in a sheet, she was obviously naked as I could see her nightdress discarded by her pillow. Realising she was awake I keep my eyes nearly closed so she would not see me watching her, I could see movement under the sheet by her breasts and down by the top of her legs. As her moans became louder the movement seemed to become faster, I had to shut my eyes quite quickly as she suddenly threw the sheet off of her body and I wasn’t sure if she was getting out of bed and would have seen me watching her.

Listening, I reopened my eyes once I was certain that she was still on the bed, to what a sight! She lay naked squeezing her nipples with one hand and her other hand was between her opened legs moving in quite rapid judders faster and faster, suddenly she tilted her pelvis off of the bed crying out before slowing her hand down between her legs. Her body was glistening with sweat, I had no idea what she was doing but my pussy was tingling like crazy.

Eventually she seemed to drop off to sleep and I got bored watching nothing so I rolled over with my back to her and went back to sleep. When I woke in the morning she was re-covered and fast asleep.

Our working days at the hotel were quite hectic so I hardly saw her all of that day until it was evening, we served dinner to those residents who wanted it and retired to our room to eat our own. Later on when we were changing for bed and we stood naked in our room, Claire stood watching me, and asked,

‘Did you see me make myself cum last night Mary?’

‘Nnnnooo, I don’t know what you mean.’ I nervously muttered.

‘You lay in your bed with your eyes half shut watching me play with myself didn’t you?’ she demanded, it was glaringly obvious she had seen me watching, what was the point of denying it, I didn’t want to fall out with her and end up going back to my room on my own.

‘Okay, yes I did watch you, you woke me with your moaning!’ I said defensively.

‘Do you never have the urge to make yourself cum Mary?’ she quietly questioned.

Hanging my head in embarrassment I said,

‘I don’t even know how.’

She giggled softly, making me blush all the more,

‘You mean you’ve never played with yourself or explored your body Mary?’

I just lamely shrugged my shoulders, what else could I say?