The following is 100% true. Several years ago while on a business trip I had an "incident." I was taking product to various jewelry stores throughout several states. The second stop was in southern Ohio. I had already done my store visit mid morning. So I went back to my hotel to eat lunch and relax until time to leave the next morning to drive the rental car to the next store. After I ate I got bored of watching daytime TV. I should also note that the hotel was doing renovations to the floor above my room. So during the day it was a constant ruckus of construction noise. I had brought a few toys with me in case I felt like playing. I showered, prepped myself with a disposable enema, laid a towel down on the bed and began attending to myself. I'm completely naked, by the way. And for those that don't already know, my body is pale, smooth and hairless all over. My shape is thick and fem-ish.

Now, I tried playing for a while but the noise was beyond annoying and I couldn't concentrate. So I got the earbuds that I brought for my flight home at the end of the trip, popped them in and put on some music. By now it was probably 1:30pm or later. I'd been tugging myself with one hand, then reaching behind me with my other hand and toying my boypussy using my favorite curved glass probe. The earbuds were able to block out the noise and I couldn't hear anything. I was listening to Fleetwood Mac, by the way. So, I I had my eyes closed for probably half the time because I was really getting into it. I mean sighs, moans, heavy breathing, talking dirty to myself, you name it. I have no idea what made me open my eyes when I did. But as soon as I opened them I saw a middle-aged African American woman at the end of the bed bending over, emptying the garbage can and replacing the bag. I let out the loudest "WOAH" you can imagine. At least I think it was loud. I can't really be sure since I still had earbuds in. Literally, in one super fast movement I grabbed the towel out from under me and a pillow from behind me and tried to cover myself. It jolted me and scared me to death. Now, mind you, I'm completely naked, my peepee is rock hard and my glass toy is still sticking out of me. But I don't think you could really see it once I was partially covered up with the towel and pillow. I also yanked the earbuds out of my ears. All this happened within like two seconds. Once I caught my breath I calmly said "Ma'am, I'm so sorry. But what are you doing in here?"

She wouldn't look at me when she spoke. But I'm certain that I had still playing with myself for at least five or ten seconds before i noticed her in the room and reacted. She had definitely gotten a good look, for sure. I could see the profile of her face and she was grinning ear to ear the whole time she spoke. She said that the tag on my door said "please service room" instead of "do not disturb." She also said she had knocked several times and announced herself while coming in. But that no one answered. I apologized again, saying that I was "terribly sorry." She said it was "fine" and that she did not mean to disturb me. However, she was still smiling ear to ear while she spoke and it looked like she was trying to hide it. Also, she still wouldn't make eye contact with me. While I couldn't see myself at the time, I'm sure I was glowing red and looked beyond embarrassed. She said "you have a blessed day" and left the room. After my heart stopped beating a million miles per hour, I finally got up and checked to make sure the door was locked and the sign was correct on the door handle. Eventually, probably twenty minutes later, I finally finished myself off. No earbuds this time though. So I had to hear construction noise the whole time. But I still came good. I got dressed and went to get a soda from the vending area soon after that and had to walk past the cleaning lady again. She and another African American lady had the door of a room propped open with their supply cart when I passed by. Right after I passed the door I heard them laughing. Not sure if they were laughing at me or not. Now, while I do enjoy "being caught" sometimes, this really did scare the hell out of me because it was not planned. I thought I was going to have a panic attack. I was completely in my own world in every sense and what happened gave me the shock of my life. So embarrassing and such a rush. I often wonder how many times that housekeeper at the hotel has told that story.