Hotel confessions

I suppose sex parties have a certain residual shock value when straight people are doing them.

I have a friend who knew a girl who went to sex parties at the local budget in. This was in some redneck logging town and apparently it was a really nasty scene. Allegedly she wasn’t paid to attend either.

All I can say is NEVER drink from the water glasses they provide. Just because they have a paper sleeve or wrapped in a tiny bag, DOESN'T mean they are clean or sanitary.

Some people are so tacky and money can't buy class!

- LA Cumdump

Is tipping the cleaning staff a dying custom? I am practically never carrying cash with me, always just credit card, Google Pay or Venmo. I need to make a conscious effort to bring cash on my trips just to tip for cleaning at the end of my stay.

How much tip is customary nowadays anyway?

That's really true, R5.

My friend's ex girlfriend told him about the sex parties she and her friend would go to at a mansion in the Hollywood Hills. She said there were a couple actors from tv shows there, but she didn't know their names because they were C-List actors. There was a room designated for same sex playtime that was for the men. You had to be invited into that room.

Bump. What are the exciting revelations from behind the scenes? Is the front desk really a hub for gay entry management? Spill the beans!

How is hotel corporate these days? How are boutique hotels run successfully against the major chains?

R5, I still tip housekeeping, in cash. I'm usually staying at mid-range places. I tip $5 per day.

I try to have cash in smaller denominations when I travel.

When I worked at a DC area hotel we often had military officers from northern Euro countries and Russia (!) staying because they were collaborating on projects with US entities. Occasionally one of these guys would walk into the lobby in the middle of the night (but not so late their weren't other guests around) stark naked and have to be escorted back to their room by a male hotel employee. I guess they were sleepwalking and the time change did a number on them.

We also had a front desk guy who got paid to service allegedly hetero Saudi men. Apparently "a mouth is a mouth" in that part of the world.

^ As I suppose it is most places.

A female night manager was caught banging one of the security guys on the hotel roof by another security guard. The bangers were both canned.

We had a woman confined to a wheelchair who somehow managed to poop-smear her bathroom. She weighed about 220 or so and (allegedly) needed assistance to use the toilet. When this is the case, a traveler is to bring a care-giver along and not require hotel staff to assist. Likewise, the hotel is subject to liability if something goes wrong, like dropping the guest on the marble-floored bathroom. Apparently, she went ballistic one night because only men were working and no one would go to her room to help her so she smeared poop all over the walls. The second time she did this she was banned. Not sure why there was a second time.

Working at a Marriott in the midwest, one of the housekeepers swore that groups of men in black fraternal orgs guaranteed shit stained condoms in the trash.

I liked the original Howard Johnson motels. They had blue roofs.

R16, Fuck Howard Johnson!

I feel bad for the person who had to clean the room my college friends and I rented for Mardi Gras. All we could find was a honeymoon suite at a Days Inn near the airport. A bunch of kids drunk on Hurricanes makes a hell of a mess.

There was a scandal in a small town north of where I live. The volunteer fire department was gang-banging an underage girl at the nicer hotel by the highway. The desk clerk had to be in on it.

Orgies?

I like blew.

[quote]All we could find was a honeymoon suite at a Days Inn near the airport

I really try not to judge, but just how sad do you have to be if your wedding night is spent at the bridal suite in the Days Inn at the airport.

R20, some poor girl who wants one nice night before a lifetime of drudgery. Be kind, asshole.

Or R18 and his SAE orgy.

My straight friend worked for a hotel after college. He said all the young gay guys who worked there were hooking up with older men all the time. For extra “tips”.

I’ve had a few raised eyebrow/“is there anything ELSE I can do for you?” proposals over the years from room service guys. Have never been interested in taking that plunge, other than one really cute guy at a hotel In Philadelphia.

I worked at several motels/hotels over the years and Im here to tell you getting dick was never,ever a problem. See bitches,it pays to be a femme queen sometimes ! I cant tell you how many times I was asked when I was getting off,what I was doing after work,etc. I never charged though,Im a slut,not a whore.

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r5, tip 10% of the nightly room rate per night.

Women are generally not allowed overnight desk. Some insane shit goes on and you generally need to be able to throw down if necessary, or face belligerent assholes too drunk to know better.

A male friend who did work overnight had some crazy woman request something to her room and left the door open for him to "drop off" whatever it was. He said she was sitting on the bed stark nekkid with a come hither and he refused to even enter the room with her item, just left it on the entry. No way was he going to be tangled up with that shit.

He said it was obvious who had hookers in, as they would traipse up and down the stairs all night in their fuckme pumps, which were totally out of character at his higher end Napa hotel.

My ex is a hotelier. When we first lived together, he worked at a Courtyard. The number of times he was propositioned while working nights was astounding. Employees could see phone numbers dialed from rooms. All those married guys who were calling gay hotlines in the early 90's! After college, he did a Hyatt management program and got a job as a housekeeping manager in a downtown Hyatt. Oh, lord. Shitty sheets, shitty robes, shit in the showers, clogged toilets causing shitty water on the bathroom floors. So much shit! The black lady housekeepers just rolled their eyes and called engineering to clear the bathrooms. Funny that they had no problem putting on a mask and throwing shitty sheets and towels into the laundry, but they would freak out if they had to touch a toothbrush.

He later worked in luxury hotels in LA and Chicago, in sales and marketing. Not a lot of illicit sex stories to share, but lots of celebrity weirdness. One day, an A-lister hurried through the lobby and into an elevator, the door closed and then he whipped out his dick and pissed on the floor. Apparently he did not care that security watches cameras in the elevators.

As a guest in Shanghai hotel a few years ago, I got a huge suite at check-in. I did not reserve a suite, nor did I pay for one. But that night, a (albeit very handsome male) frost desk clerk knocked on my door. He said something in Chinese then showed me a digital translator whose screen read "You are pretty and you want to make sex."

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Feel like this is what happens on every top-flight mens' footballer jolly. Horny, competitive and adrenaline-fuelled young men with more money and clout than they know what to do with.

I don't find this person to have interesting things to say.

My friend worked at the Peninsula in Beverly Hills. One night John Travolta paid some crazy amount to shut down the restaurant so he could eat and canoodle with his guy pal.

One day, my friend heard something smack against the marble floor in the lobby. It was like someone threw a ham at the floor. It was Liza Minelli, who drunkenly fell on her face. Her face made the ham sound.

In the living room area, there was a child's birthday. A Saudi prince spotted the birthday cake, and said "I want that." They said "ok we can have someone go pick..." he goes "NO. I want THAT one." He was demanding the entire cake that belonged to a child. He wound up spreading cash around, and he got the cake, but I'm not sure he even touched it. So weird.

[quote] had a front desk guy who got paid to service allegedly hetero Saudi men. Apparently "a mouth is a mouth" in that part of the world.

That is true ackchullay.

The Shayk makes me swallow, evray toime, oothawoise he says oi carn't play the next match. But the jowkes on him, y'know, cuz oi loike having my guts full of cum.

I don't understand the last three comments...why are you linking to other threads that have nothing to do with this thread and why are you pretending to give the Saudi head?

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Bruce Vilanch is banned from a hotel I used to work at for having a shit party.

A guy died in literally gallons of shit from meth and laxatives at another hotel.

You'd be amazed the shit I've seen on night audit.

OP Vice...oh,dear.

I worked at three different hotels during college in New Orleans and the nicest one was also the sleaziest one. It was part of an international group called Small Luxury Hotels and that was the one where the weirdest shit went down. I worked the front desk but we often took shifts as bellmen (because they got tips and the front desk never did) and we didn't have ice machines or ironing boards for guests to use. If they wanted ice, a bellman brought it. If they wanted a shirt pressed, a housekeeper (or in the evening) a bellman did it, and we'd get tipped anywhere from a couple bucks to the occasional $10. But dudes would see us (we were all in our 20s, all relatively handsome, wearing suits) and we'd get calls for ice and then would be met at the door by guys in bathrobes with their dongs hanging out. I never, not once, ever slept with a guest. There were some handsome guys, but I had a boyfriend and it just seemed sleazy. But that hotel! We had rich guys come in with verrrrry obvious hookers, we'd catch guests doing lines of coke in the small sitting room on the mezzanine, we had crazy celebrities acting like total jackasses (Pa Walton? Biggest asshole I've ever met). I had to quit because it only had 44 rooms and the asshole hotel owner always oversold the place and we usually had to "walk" someone (basically lie and say "I'm sorry, one of our rooms is out service and we don't have any other rooms and I called every hotel in the city and nobody has availability but I found a place 90 miles outside of the city and we won't pay for your room there or a cab for you to get there. Have good evening!" People loved that 🙄). There was a date that was quickly approaching where in a 44 room hotel, we had oversold the place by 22 rooms. So I turned in my notice specifically to avoid that day. I was gonna get a folding chair and a case of beer and sit across the street and watch the night it happened (but I didn't).

When I quit I took a job at a hotel in the French Quarter and it wasn't as nice a hotel, but the guests were a thousand times better. It was just too chaotic. It was exhausting with the amount of people constantly coming and going (and it was a bigger hotel) but nobody ever opened a door naked or propositioned me (except one time after work, an older guy who was a guest recognized me from work at a bar and he was drunk and grabbed me by the back of the head and kissed me. It was very gross and not cool). So I quit that place too.

And the last place I worked was a tiny little guest house that had 20(?) rooms and it was NEVER busy and I could actually study while I worked and it ended up being the perfect job. No weirdness there at all. Except one time a totally roided out gay guy and his boyfriend hated their room and threatened me. He was screaming at me and he said "you still have to leave this place at some point!" and I asked if he was threatening me as I picked up the phone and started calling the police, but his more level headed boyfriend dragged him out before I made the call. Luckily, I didn't run into them again.

But no sex.