My Wife And Her Male Boss Are On A Business Trip And Share A Room. She Asked Me To Bring Her Undergarments-5
December 16, 2025
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The Ringing Phone
The sudden glare of my phone jolted me awake in the dark. My heart clenched as if gripped by icy fingers. Blindly grabbing it, the screen's light stung my eyes—11:47 p.m. Tracy's name flashed. Instantly alert, I answered breathlessly: "Tracy?" Her voice was hushed, distant TV sounds in the background.
Her Request
"Mike? Asleep?" She spoke rapidly, a hint of breathlessness. "Listen—I just showered. Disaster struck." My heart leaped to my throat. "What? Are you okay?" "I... I messed up," she sounded frantic, "packed in a rush—forgot my intimate wear! All clean ones are in the bedroom drawer." She paused. "A crucial client meeting tomorrow—I can't go bare, can I?"
Room 3305
Clutching the phone, I reeled. Intimate wear? Midnight delivery? "Mike? Listening?" she urged softly, as if avoiding ears. "Bring them now. Hyatt downtown—remember? Room... 3305. Key's at the front desk under Tracy Keller. Hurry!" Room 3305—stated swiftly, clearly. "Wait, Tracy," my throat tightened, "you and Jack... aren't in separate rooms?"
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The sudden glare of my phone jolted me awake in the dark. My heart clenched as if gripped by icy fingers. Blindly grabbing it, the screen's light stung my eyes—11:47 p.m. Tracy's name flashed. Instantly alert, I answered breathlessly: "Tracy?" Her voice was hushed, distant TV sounds in the background.
Her Request
"Mike? Asleep?" She spoke rapidly, a hint of breathlessness. "Listen—I just showered. Disaster struck." My heart leaped to my throat. "What? Are you okay?" "I... I messed up," she sounded frantic, "packed in a rush—forgot my intimate wear! All clean ones are in the bedroom drawer." She paused. "A crucial client meeting tomorrow—I can't go bare, can I?"
Room 3305
Clutching the phone, I reeled. Intimate wear? Midnight delivery? "Mike? Listening?" she urged softly, as if avoiding ears. "Bring them now. Hyatt downtown—remember? Room... 3305. Key's at the front desk under Tracy Keller. Hurry!" Room 3305—stated swiftly, clearly. "Wait, Tracy," my throat tightened, "you and Jack... aren't in separate rooms?"
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