A Baby For The Billionaire

Rachel knocks gently on the door while balancing the weight of the tray on the other hand, she tries to hide her excitement and act normal as footsteps approach the door. This was her one chance of a better life, an opportunity she had been waiting for since she took this job.

She had submitted a job application to the hotel three months back not because she loved the job or she was willing to make a living out of it, but she saw it as an opening to find wealthy men like Stephen Grey. Knowing that all men have one weakness, which as a woman was the only thing she had to offer, she intended to use it to get what she wants.

If she could lure one of this billionaires into a romantic relationship whether in or out of law, she was finally going to leave the slums of Las Vegas and dine with the elites; Rachel was willing to do whatever it takes, she knew that most of this men had dark desires which they cannot fulfill with their wives, many of them enjoy the act of sexual torture or BDSM as it is fondly called, so if she was to be a Sub to an older rich man, she wouldn’t have to worry about the afflictions of poverty anymore.

For the first three months as a hotel staff and working in the room service department, Rachel had been unsuccessful with her goal. The rich older men who had visited the hotel in these three months had come with their own ladies, women twice younger than them. Of course, the older men were the best options if your goal was to get wealthy. The young men are not usually as caring and freehanded as the older men who had little or nothing to worry about.

So today, Rachel finally felt like the stars had shown on her. Stephen wasn’t an older guy, but he was stinking rich and rumors had it that he was getting married, which meant he was interested in women. All she needed to do was stir up those dark desires in him, lure out the passion and lust buried deep in all men and use it to get what she wanted. All she needed was one night in his bed and she would ensure to capitalize on it and turn her life around.

The door was finally opened after what felt like hours but in reality it was just two minutes. She came to face Stephen who was on a phone call with his business phone. He pointed to the glass transparent table in the room, directing her to put the order there while he slowly walked back to the window side.

Rachel was disappointed that he barely exchanged eye contact with her but she was glad that he had left an opening for her to move on to the next stage of her plan. She quickly walked to the transparent round table and placed the bottle of whiskey and glass cup, and then she tapped the empty glass, allowing a dusty substance that she had put in her fingernails to drop into the cup. Just a little quantity was all she needed; it was very expensive but would serve its purpose.

When she noticed he wasn’t looking, she opened the bottle of whiskey and began to turn it into the glass cup. It was at that moment that she heard him speak to her.

“Hey, what are you doing?” he yelled as he turned to her immediately. “I didn’t permit you to do that, now leave!” he scolded as he ended the call.

“I am sorry, Sir.” She apologized immediately, faking an expression of remorse. “Is there something else that you would need for the night, Sir?” she asked with a shaking voice.

Stephen sighed and rubbed his forehead. “I am sorry, I shouldn’t have raised my voice at you, but next time ask permission before you pour whiskey for anyone.” He said softly.

She looked up to face him and she smiled mildly. “Thank you Sir, and I am sorry about that,” she responded.

Rachel couldn’t help but notice that he had a heart shaped face which was very attractive, the package came with a pointed chin, a wide forehead and a slender jawline with very sharp lines. He was not just handsome, he was very manly. He had short but well-kept beards, with a tiny line of sideburns and his gray eyes reflected with the light. Maybe it wasn’t a coincidence that his last name is Gray.

What she found most attractive was his shiny light brown hair, he was carrying a classic Taper haircut which complimented the mustache and beard; he had brushed the quiff upwards to give him the celebrity look. His lips were attractively pink, and given the amount of melanin he had for a white guy. He wasn’t the usual pale white male, he was a bit dim but not of color either; he was just somewhere in between.

“It is fine, I checked while you were gone and I couldn’t find the towels in the bathroom. I will take that as a mistake which should not happen again, should I have to visit here some other time. Please go fetch me fresh towels and don’t spend the whole night out there, be back in a jiffy.” He instructed.

“I apologize for that, Sir… I will provide that immediately.” Rachel uttered with a bowed head, trying to sound cute and then she slowly walked away, making sure she displayed her assets on her way out. Jiggling her boobs and letting her backside dance.

The good thing about their hotel policies is that they were allowed to wear whatever outfit they chose, as long as it was white and black and formal attire as well. She had put on a short satin skirt and a white top that accentuated her boobs, then she had left her first two buttons open on purpose. Of course, it was an act of seduction; her only disappointment was that it was luring the wrong guys.

Her coworkers and the hotel manager would always stare at her lustfully, but they were below her standards in a man so they could only get to stare and make their attempts at her, but they didn’t stand a chance. Maybe if the owner of the hotel was around to fall for that seduction, it would have been worth it.

As Rachel left the room, she smiled to herself feeling accomplished. She had purposely taken out the hotel towels when she was preparing the room for him; she had hoped that he didn’t bring a towel with him, so that she could have a reason to return to his room. Now that she had drugged him, she would return for the final stage of her plan. There was only one way this night would end, and it was with her on his bed.