The Maids at Travelodge

In 2002 I had moved to the Bay Area and, for a few months, I stayed in an Travelodge while I looked for a place to live. I was working absurd amounts of hours and, between that and searching for a residence, I had little time for anything else. Over the course of weeks I became friendly with the maids at the hotel. Most of them were Peruvian and, of the dozen or so women working housekeeping, around 1/2 of them were extremely attractive. The seemed to be taking extra good care of me and my room so I started leaving 5 or 10 dollar tips for whomever cleaned with a note, written in my mangled Spanish, of thanks.
I also started to leave a small stack of erotic pictures out amongst my books, journals and misc. papers. Though I rarely knew who had cleaned my room on a given day I could tell the pictures had been looked through on a number of occasions.
As the weeks went by I could tell the photos were known to pretty much all the maids. They'd smile and say hello when I came and went and, as they usually worked in teams of 2 or 3, they'd whisper amongst themselves when I approached, or, as I walked away.
One morning around 7 a.m. there was a knock on my door, the sound of a key going in the lock with the words "housekeeping". This was hours before housekeeping came, typically. I woke up, opened the door, and 2 young girls I'd guess to be 19 or 20, both gorgeous, neither of whom I'd seen before, shrieked and ran off down the hall laughing. Apparently they had expected me to not be there and had got ahold of my room key in order to, I'd assume, look at my pics.

One morning I figured 2 of the most beautiful women were cleaning the rooms on my floor, including my own. I put the pics out and a note of thanks for taking care of me, with an invitation to look at the pics.
I put a small tape recorder under a dresser and left to get breakfast.
Came back a couple hours later and, sure enough, there was 30 or 40 minutes on tape of them looking at the pics, reacting, talking about them/me/the whole situation.
They called the pics Muy Caliente, they pondered if I was mentally ill, they commented on the color of my cock. Some pics they'd gasp and say "que bien", "mucho gusto para ese". They also called me "Padrone" (big papa), one of them said I was like a small horse. One girl exclaimed "pinga dura!". At one point they discuss how one girl would take 1/2 of me, the other would take the other 1/2, but that I was too big for one. It went on and on for 1/2 an hour.
It's not so much what they said but more in how they sounded, the visceral aural thing in their voices. You can hear them getting physically affected and turned on, especially one of the girls.
(Btw, I've had 2 different gf's who speak Spanish listen and tell me what they were saying in the years since)

Anyways.... The next day one of the maids on the tape approached me and gave me her phone number!
Long story short, we dated for a few months and became good friends.

I still listen to that audio recording to this day.....