'One more darn trade show,' Elizabeth thought to herself.
Liz liked writing articles for Erotica, but she knew her readers liked reading Erotica more than she did herself. Writing was more fun.
Occasionally, Liz got to know some of her readers. But, she never got involved with any of them. One time, she made a mistake having with a blind date fly in from Georgia and meeting her at a business meeting. Gosh, was that a mistake. The guy was looking all over the world for women on the Internet to solve his problems that he wouldn't face.
Liz was seriously overworked, badly in need of vacation and rest when now she was at a tradeshow. She was looking forward to the beach later in Hilton Head. The water makes me so horny, Liz thought to herself. She loved walking on the beach and seeing the sun set on the water glistening against the sky.
"Hi, Liz," said Harry.
"Hi, Harry. How goes it? How's the publication business?" asked Liz.
"This is a pretty good show. I've gotten a lot of new business from it this weekend," remarked Harry. "How about for you?"
"I've picked up a few freelance assignments, so far," answered Liz. "I'm tired and irritable though. I think I'll go to my hotel room, and take a nap. See you later, Harry."
Before Liz went upstairs, she stopped by the Vibe and Lube booth. She was too tired to look very long at the toys, so she just grabbed a clit vibrator and some lube.
"You're going to like this one," said the owner. "It's one of our more popular sellers. Do you own a store?"
"A....a....No!" she stuttered.
Thank goodness Liz was incognito. She always went to these shows with a different colored wig and darkened glasses. Only the editors really knew her and that was good for business so she didn't dress slutty either.
"Well, thanks a lot," said Liz and walked away.
"Bye, now. Happy trails!" said the booth owner.
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Finally, Liz thought. She was so glad to be back in her room. Her hotel room had a balcony that overlooked the beach and water. This was a beautiful sight. Her room was pretty far back behind the dunes but there was a nice view of the water. It was a bit chilly and there wasn't anyone on the beach.
Liz slipped out of her clothes and slipped into a white cotton t-shirt. She went out to the veranda and opened her toys. No one will see me from here, now will they, she asked herself?
Liz had on just her t-shirt and thong while mentally picturing a man standing next to her on the veranda. She could feel the memory of a cock getting hard against her as she was leaning against the balcony and staring into the sky. She was getting really wet just thinking about a hard cock probing her wet pussy fucking her really hard. She had to hold onto the rail to keep from falling over.
Liz pulled off her lace thong. The ocean breeze blew through her full bush and brushed against her exposed pussy. Liz took her middle finger, probing it and she was wet, really wet. I think I'm ready! No lube needed now.
Glazing into the view, Liz tossed off her sandals grabbed her toy. There was such a beautiful vision from her deck. The water was a rich and majestically blue. The sky was clear and lucid. The temperature and briskness in the air at Hilton Head was just wonderful. She loved Hilton Head, South Carolina for its terrain of a barrier island, dynamic and shifting beaches with offshore bars, pounding surf, grassy dunes behind the beaches, maritime forests and wetlands, and tidal marshes facing the mainland. Liz wished she could share this moment with someone. She craved for a man; a man in her room that she wanted to fuck, maybe from the tradeshow right now, this minute, at this very second but there wasn't anyone.
The ocean air flowing sinuously past her pussy dried it a bit too much. Liz took out the lube and saturated her new toy with the slippery gel she provided. The toy had five speeds. 'This ought to be interesting,' Liz contemplated. She played with the different speeds on the control of her new clit toy with a tiny little tail at the tip. Whoa! Wow! This toy is going to be great!
Liz applied the toy to her clit as it pulsated, stopped, probed and then effortlessly turned her on. She rested in her own glory. Solo sex is great, she thought but there are no bells and whistles. She started up the toy again, trying the different speeds. Wow, this one is like a man's tongue starting and stopping, and starting and stopping teasing a woman to death, to a grand climax. Almost as good as a man's tongue with the staying power she enjoyed.
Liz liked the steady usurping tickle of the last speed, using it over and over again angering her into a constant and rebellious orgasm.
Liz began to cum really hard. She tried to keep quiet as the other hotel room's were pretty close and it was a good thing that it was getting dark but if someone looked hard enough she was sure someone could figure out what she was doing. Her bare ass was up in the air while she was masturbating with her favorite new vibrator. Feeling very relaxed after masturbating herself, she was abruptly interrupted by a by a man's voice.
"Good afternoon, Miss. Sounds like you're enjoying yourself over there!" said a gruff voice from balcony next door.
Liz was so embarrassed. She immediately ran inside for anonymity. This guy was probably watching her. Oh, no, what if he was at this conference?
"Room Service. I need a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc please. Bring me your best bottle!" After all, her company would be paying for it. Maybe, she should order dinner.
No, Liz had other plans
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Liz began thinking about this guy she had emailed before she left for the tradeshow. She met him online so he was still mysterious. She tried not to give him too much concentration before she left for the show but he kept emailing her back with witty and playful exchanges.
