I had a couple of girls show up to my 4 star chain hotel a month ago.
I had to go downstairs to meet them as the lifts used keycards. I emerged from the lift and looked over to the entrance (I wasn't visible to reception desk where I'd checked in less than 2 hours before) just as they walked into the lobby looking like your stereotypical whores; one had bright red suede heels and handbag and a skimpy little tan leather jacket over a tight, short black dress, and not much else, and the other had a short white wool jacket over an again short, lacy black dress and black knee high stripper boots. I beckoned to them from the lifts, knowing the dude who had checked me in at the desk had just copped an eyeful as they strolled straight past him.
I was worried for a second as this was my first ever outcall, but frankly I doubt the hotels give a shit. This was at 11pm I think so there was nobody else about. I will say that I had an excellent warm shower beforehand, was nice and relaxed and dressed in a loud, rollercoaster T shirt and jeans and Nikes, easy for the girls to pull-off me upstairs.
The contrast with incalls was palpable. No stress, no running against the clock, no awful public transport beforehand, no loitering waiting for a text, no dingy cramped shithole of a room with a shitty shower... instead a pretty sweet suite (har har) on the 16th floor with separate lounge room and two huge bathrooms, for variety whilst fucking, floor to ceiling glass so we could show off for the voyeurs in the ugly massive blocks of flats opposite, not to mention the still busy junction below, and even a very hearty pizza (and I'm from Naples so imagine how fussy I am about pizza) delivered by room service at 2am after the girls had left.
Hotel outcalls easily trump apartment incalls. Totally hedonistic experience. Haven't done a hotel incall yet.