Carla Finds Nude Travel Tricky! Pt. 03

Now having no confidence at all she could correctly guess what button she needed to press to get to the fifth floor, she hit every button she could find, then tried to squeeze into the corner of the cab closest to the control panel, hoping to get out of the front desk clerk's line of sight until the doors closed.

As the elevator carried Carla up, all she could think about was whether or not the clerk had seen her emerging from the elevator. "Maybe he was distracted by his phone call," she thought, but she couldn't quite convince herself that he wouldn't have automatically looked over to see who was coming off the elevator every time he heard the chime. "Nope, he must have seen me, and he probably recognized me from my visit earlier tonight." she thought, her smile slowly growing.

Her distracted state was no help at all in getting to the correct floor; she completely lost track of how many floors the elevator had passed while she thought about being seen naked by the clerk. Not wanting to miss her chance to get off before encountering someone else entering the elevator, she got off at what seemed like it must be a fairly high floor. "Better to have to go up a flight of stairs than ending up face to face with someone checking in late or going downstairs for a snack," she thought.

Looking to extend her adventure a little bit, she found her way to the stair furthest from her room and went in. "This shouldn't be too hard," she thought, "if the stair continues any higher than whatever floor I'm at, I must not be on the fifth floor yet." She cautiously searched with her feet and found steps heading up.

"Okay, no problem," Carla said, "I guess I must have gotten off the elevator on the fourth floor, no big deal." She climbed to the next floor and checked for any more steps going higher; finding none, she felt her way to the door. She turned the handle, pulled the door open, and stepped through it, baffled by the texture of the floor, smooth and rubbery, not the carpet she expected. She was still trying to make sense of the floor being wet when a strong gust of wind pelted her with a chilly sheet of rain.

"Holy shit, I must be on the roof! I've got to see this, time to ditch the blindfold!" she shouted as a second blast of rain hit her. She tore off the soggy toilet paper, wadded it up into a ball, and threw it, farther than she expected, clear over the edge of the roof. "Oh, shit! I hope that didn't hit anybody!" she giggled. She walked around on the roof for a few minutes, getting drenched and chilled. She was way too wired up to mind being doused; it took a flash of lightning in the distance to convince her to head back inside.

When she was still blindfolded and thinking she was stepping into the fifth-floor corridor, she hadn't worried about the door closing behind her after she stepped outside, but as she returned to the door the possibility that it might be locked, not just latched, sent her heart racing. If it was locked she'd have no choice but to call the front desk and ask to be let back in! She hesitated a minute, actually enjoying the suspense, then reached for the handle, not quite sure whether she was hoping the door would let her back inside, or if she'd rather need to call for help!

"Oh, well," Carla thought as she twisted the door handle, opened the door, and stepped inside, "probably just as well that I didn't need to call the desk clerk to rescue me!" Despite being aware that it had been for the best, as she ambled back to her room she was still enjoying a variety of fantasy scenarios based on being naked and locked out on the roof of the hotel.

Even though she was just as naked as she'd been when she left it, and was still dripping wet from her time walking around in a rainstorm on the roof, walking the short distance between the stair and her room seemed almost routine now, at least in comparison with her blindfolded journey all around the hotel. Cozy under the covers after drying off, she reviewed the video of her jaunt to the ice machine three floors away, enjoying her sips of hard-earned ice water more than usual...