Richards, it’s Georgiou, can I do you now?”

“Yes,” Tom croaked, “come in.”

He braced himself, his cock hardening under the sheets by the second. The door slowly opened and in crept Georgiou, pushing a trolley. He slowly closed the door behind him and sat on the end of the bed. He span around so that he lay in a spoons position behind Tom. He then gently nibbled Tom’s ear as his right arm snaked around his torso before sliding under the sheets onto his cock, which was rock hard.

“I thought so”, smiled Georgiou.

Tom turned his head to meet Georgiou face on and their lips met. The kiss was slow and tender at first but Georgiou soon quickened up the pace and in no time tongues were darting in and out of their mouths and Georgiou slowly started pulling Tom’s foreskin up and down his red hot shaft. Tom bit his lip but couldn’t suppress the whimper of ecstasy that came forth. He also couldn’t stop his eyes rolling but then instinctively stopped Georgiou’s experienced right hand.

“Stop Georgiou, my wife might come back.”

“She’s just left on the bus,” the eager Greek answered, nibbling Tom’s earlobe and working his cock again. Tom again stopped Georgiou, breathlessly panting:

“Georgiou, I...I’m worried I’m going to come...everywhere.”

Georgiou smiled. “You lovely man. I’m the chambermaid, it’s my job to change sheets.”

With that he passionately kissed Tom, their tongues frantically interchanged and this time Tom started Georgiou’s hand back off. After a dozen or so more movements Tom’s body arched up and his spunk flew everywhere. He smiled back at Georgiou who licked away at the creamy love juice with a sparkle in his eye. Eventually the young Greek led Tom by the hand to the shower where the pair carried on their steamy session.

The holiday had certainly got off to an unexpected, yet wildly exciting start.