Anne was my best friend and when she told me she was going to a conference in Seattle for 8 days, I hoped that she would get laid. Not that she was a beautiful woman - she certainly is - but she intimidated most men. Tall, maybe 6'1", with long dark hair, great firm breasts with hard nipples that poked through any bra she ever wore, and an ass to kill for, she was also intelligent and sarcastic, usually making most men look elsewhere. I hoped being away from New Jersey would make her relax a little and find some excitement.
When I met her at baggage claim in Newark, I knew my wishes had come true. Wearing a man's shirt and jeans, she was glowing with sexual satisfaction. I snuck over next to her and whispered, "Somebody got screwed this past week."
She jumped, smiled guiltily and blushed, "Is it that noticeable?"
"Yep."
As we walked to the car I told her, "Once we get in the car I want details and all of them!"
"We met on Monday, the first day of the workshop. His name is Rob and he's a project manager in healthcare and we were assigned to the same team to do the in-class exercises. He was nice, very funny, and tall. And he was very, very bright but was open to other opinions and ideas. Not intimidated at all."
As we pulled onto the expressway she continued, "That first night we went out to a jazz club and we sat across from each other. He was very good company and we all had a good time. And for the rest of the week we ate lunch together, at a table, nothing obvious, just part of a group. Then we decided to go bike riding Thursday afternoon, just the two of us. After the bike ride we ate, then we went to a bar for a drink, and he put his hand on my knee and rubbed it lightly, and I was instantly wet. I had to have him so I quickly invited him back to my room."
"He went quickly to my breasts and stripped my shirt off."
