After attending a seminar in Philadelphia, I arranged to meet her at a hotel outside of D.C. I've registered the room in my name, but told the clerk my wife would be checking in first. She arrived and, after checking in, the desk clerk personally carried her bags to the suite. Attempting to find this hard working college student a tip, she bent over and dug through her purse. Forgetting she didn't have any panties on, she gave him quite a show as her mini-skirt rode up in the back. After what seemed like an eternity she turned around to find him blushing bright red and trying to hide the big smile on his face, and the lump in his pants.