Servicing Clients.

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Hotel Guest, Lydia.

Lydia
Carlson was a businesswoman and operated at senior level for the travel
agency which bore the family name. The firm had been founded by her
grandfather 50 years earlier and had grown to be one of the most
prestigious in Europe.

Lydia
didn't get to her position because of her family ties, as there was a
serious work ethic in the family. If you wanted success, you had to earn
it. Lydia had studied at university and had worked in other travel
agencies to gain experience before moving back to the family nest. Now
she was head of procurement, traveling throughout Europe to contract
hotels for her company.

Lydia
was stunningly beautiful. An only child, with as her name would
suggest, a Danish background, she had grown up in England. Despite her
Scandinavian background, Lydia was not a typical tall, blond haired,
blue eyed beauty, but rather a brunette with deep brown eyes. At 36
years old, she was about 5'9" with a slim athletic figure. Her tits and
ass were in perfect proportion to her height and weight. Her skin
positively glowed and she was always impeccably dressed.

Lydia
was always guarded when she made new acquaintances, preferring to
listen, and assess who it was exactly she was talking to. To some, that
came across as aloof.

Knowing this, Peter wondered why she had chosen to reserve in his hotel for a midweek stay.

Peter's
Hotel was a comfortable family run place with good rooms, and a good
restaurant. A quiet place to relax and enjoy the garden and the local
countryside, and of course the local delicacies. It was certainly not
the high-end luxury resorts that Peter assumed Lydia would be used to.

To
that end Peter was curious. He had googled Lydia and read extensively
about her career. There was very little to glean about her private life
as Lydia didn't "do" social media.

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