I expected the door to creak, but it didn't. There was a reception directly opposite me and I walked towards it. A teenage looking girl sat behind the desk, staring at a computer screen.
"How may I help you today?" She lifted her head to acknowledge my presence and smiled at me.
My eyes caught sight of another girl standing on a staircase to my right. For several minutes, I was disoriented. I had never felt that way at the sight of a girl before. Deep feelings of lust flowed down from the pit of my stomach to my core. My eyes were fixed on her firm double D breasts which were covered by a half-cut corset. The top part of her breasts was exposed, granting me free sight of her luscious cleavage. I had images of us doing naughty things behind closed doors. I think I was hallucinating because I don't know where those images came from. I immediately felt the rush of wetness coming from my p***y and dropping unto my panties.
"Excuse me, Miss. How may I help you?" The receptionist retained the smile on her face. It was clear to see she was just being professional.
"I... I... Sorry. I'm here because..."
I froze at that point. It just occurred to me that I never got the handsome stranger's name. How could I have come all this way without as much as a name to reference?
I cleared my throat and continued.
"I was invited by a handsome stranger and I didn't even get his name."
I laughed from embarrassment because I was alarmed at myself. I probably looked like the biggest i***t in the world just standing there. Maybe it was time to turn around and go home.
"Can I have your name please?" The receptionist asked.
"Roberta... Roberta Hawkins." I replied.