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Networing in Madrid

Networing in Madrid

by Mastergo
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Thinking back on the story I am about to tell, I'm not sure how it even happened it seems so, so strange to look back on it and remember that it actually did happen. A bit of background, I travel for business a fair bit and have employees around the world. I wouldn't class myself as super successful or anything but life isn't a struggle financially at least. I'm 52, 6 foot 3 and while not in bad shape definitely carrying a few extra pounds than I did in my 20's. I'm married, kids the usual and live in the UK when I am at home.

This event did not happen anywhere near my home and was a happy accident! Let me tell you about it.

I had received an invitation to a networking event in Madrid, I normally ignored these types of events but this one did seem quite lavish and it would actually give me a good excuse to visit with my team locally without incurring too many company expenses. I accepted, planned travel and honestly didn't give it too much thought.

However once the invitations and itinerary dropped in I came to the slow realisation that this even was really set-up to impress the attendees and no doubt to do some hard selling to us at the same time. The day of arrival had an informal reception for Guests and partner, a formal dinner and Gala the next day after the networking event and usual sales pitches!

I decided to check in with the organisers on what the norm was for this event and quickly got a reply back that it was for execs and their wives/partners to enjoy a couple of days of indulgence while hopefully learning something new. I had assumed this as I had noticed the attendee events included the symposium and networking while the partner events did not but they did have spa type activities instead.

To be honest spa would have been my choice rather than listen to Derek from Marketing drone on about whatever process improvement their software could provide!

If I disliked this kind of event it would be safe to say my wife deplored them, however that evening over dinner I brought up the subject.

"So, I have to hang around with other trophy wives while you go to meetings?" Was my wives opening comment.

"Yeah I guess, maybe you could go to the meetings and I can hang out with the trophy wives instead." I chuckled.

"You could but no way am I going to those meetings." She replied. "I know even you think these events are only good if the socialising is good." She added.

"True, true, look I can go myself just wanted to make sure you didn't want to come."

"Thanks but I think it would be difficult with the kids and work to even make it work." My wives pragmatic side came quickly to the fore.

I nodded and handed her a glass of wine.

"Fine, I'll go stag."

She kind of shook her head at me a bit and then surprised me by saying, "Is there not someone at work that would like the networking opportunity and could pretend to be me? I assume no-one there will actually know you?"

Now that was a thought I had not entertained!

I smiled at my wife as I said, "Are you actually telling me to take a pretend wife?"

"Yes." She simply replied.

"I'm not sure if that would work, we'd need separate rooms, because anyone I ask is gonna think it is an elaborate scheme to fuck them."

"Haha, you should be so devious, but yes, I suppose it would. Well, if it is stupid idea you can just go on your own."

I nodded and conversation drifted onto other things and being honest I forgot about it all as it really wasn't a big issue.

A couple of days later, I was on a call with my Madrid team and mentioned I was going to the event, several of them made wow type comments that made me think maybe one of them would like the opportunity to come but the call was not the right place to open that conversation up but I did find myself mulling over it a fair bit until lunchtime.

I had one team member Ines, she was one of the more senior members of the team and while not super ambitious I figured she might like the benefits surrounding the event, even if she had to hang around with me. The only thing was I couldn't figure out a way to frame not like I could just ask her to pretend to be my wife, or could I?

Now I am not going to lie, Ines sprung to mind as she was young (well 30 ish), had a young family (and I reckoned would welcome a break), but she was also a very good-looking woman and I could only imagine she would look great done up and in a cocktail or evening dress.

In the end this was one of those things that happened almost by accident, I had mentioned it in the meeting and obviously this event was well known locally, so I was not surprised to get a few messages from the team about it. When a message came in from Ines after giving her details about when I was arriving etc, time I would be in the office the usual small talk I asked her if she was free for a quick chat.

I quickly phoned her and figured I may as well get straight to the point.

"Ines, I know you were one of the team members that was impressed by the event."

"Hey boss, yeah it is famous locally, very extravagant, very exclusive. Many free things."

I chuckled, not surprised that it had a reputation. "Well, the thing is I can take an additional person." I let that comment hang.

"Oh my god that would be amazing." She excitedly replied.

I quickly cut in before she could get ahead of herself, "There's only one downside, you would have to pretend to be my wife." I quickly said.

There was a silence on the other end of the line.

"I'm sorry did you say I have to pretend to be your wife?"

"You heard me clearly enough, let me explain. The invitation is for me and wife/partner. It gets you invited to 2 parties, a full spa day and then a Gala but yes sadly you do have to pretend to be my wife."

Another moment of silence was followed with, "I would need to discuss with my Husband anyway, but would we have separated rooms?"

Obvious question really.

"Yes, the event pays for one room, but I have checked with the resort and can book another room."

I could tell her initial excitement had somewhat subsided. "OK let me think about it, when do you need to know?"

"No rush really but I will need to book that other room so the sooner the better really.

"OK thanks for thinking about me Boss, I think I can pretend to be your trophy wife but let me talk OK?"

"Sure, let me know."

We said our goodbyes and I left it at that. On one hand I was excited by the whole idea, on the other slightly terrified.

2 days later she messaged me to ask if we could talk. I called her directly.

"Hi."

"Hi Goran, I talked to my Husband, he is not so happy about me pretending to be your wife, but I assured him this is only when we are in public so just means being near you and maybe holding arms occasionally."

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"Yeah, I think that's it really."

"OK then I will come. I may need to buy some dresses as the dress code you sent me is quite set, I do not think I own anything that would work.

"OK but let me pay for those please?" I said quickly and then regretted it, did sound a bit like I was trying to buy her stuff.

"OK," she replied very matter of factually, "give me a budget for this?"

"Why don't you pick some things out and send me them and I will let you know if it is too expensive or not?"

"OK sure. Oh I am going to be all excited by costume planning and event planning now, I best go do some actual work."

Laughing I said my goodbyes. At this point in time I had no idea what I had let myself in for, shortly after lunchtime she messaged me with links.

"I think this for the first night reception." It was a little black dress, with thin shoulder straps, would probably sit about mid-thigh and would absolute look stunning on her.

"You like?"

"Yes, looks like it would really suit you and the price is fine." Actually, the price had almost made me choke but then I had imagined her in it and well really my cock had won that argument. I was beginning to suspect it may win the next few arguments as well.

"And this for the formal dinner." The evening gown was stunning, a soft blue colour that would totally set off her Spanish complexion and dark hair. I could see it was carefully split on one side so it would show a terrific amount of leg and give room for dancing.

"Again, that looks great and the price is, well it's expensive but screw it if I was taking my actual wife she would likely spend more so get it. I assume you may need accessories, just get them and if you can get it all billed to my card that would be ideal.

"Thanks Boss, I promise I won't go overboard."

I was now looking forward to this event for very different reasons.

Time passed and I found myself packing for Spain before I had really thought much more about it, it's easy being a guy at times. Tux for the formal night, smart but casual for the less formal. I probably spent more time polishing shoes and picking watches than I did on clothes. I had to pack a fair amount as I was spending the whole week in Spain with the team the event being Thursday/Friday of the week.

I'll be honest the days of that week were a blur; I barely spoke to Ines but I had gone out of my way to check she was OK with everything. Overall, she seemed excited to be attending what was a glamours event and relaxed about everything else.

My last day in the office was Wednesday and I took Ines out for a coffee just so we could chat.

"Everything OK for tomorrow?"

She nodded as she took a drink from her cup. "Yeah I think so, I'm not sure about a couple of outfit options yet." She said and then laughed, "You can tell me what you like yes?"

"Whatever makes you feel good is all I care about."

She laughed at that, "Sure, you are being very professional but tomorrow, I think not so much. If I must pretend to be your wife, you must also be my Husband! My husband will tell me what he likes!" She stated that as if it was simple fact.

"OK you win, I will tell you what I like."

We made some last arrangements; I think we both knew that it was best to keep this away from most people at work as how could you explain it really! So we agreed with the less formal event essential a mixer starting at 8pm that we would meet in the resort lobby at 18:00 get her settled in her room ready to arrive a bit after 8pm. No-one likes to be first to these things.

The next day arrived, and I was busy with work and getting myself organised, the conference resort was a bit more expensive than the hotel I had booked into near the office so I had to pack and then check into the resort.

Checking in was where things took a turn away from the plan.

I had checked in easily for my suite which was funded by the event and was being treated like a VIP by the reception staff when they casually dropped into conversation that they had noticed I had booked another room and they had cancelled it assuming that I had booked it in error not having realised the event provided accommodation. I froze for a moment. This of course is exactly the kind of service you expect from this type of place, great attention to detail, hyper focussed on the guest. But it did give me a problem and I had checked with them I could book another room damn it I should have done it on the call.

"Oh I booked that room thinking I would need somewhere else to work, my wife would give me a hard time if I worked while she was sleeping."

They of course explained to me that the suite had this covered and as they went over the details I kind of convinced myself that we could make a suite work even if it meant I had to sleep on a couch. I put up no further objections but did check if I needed could I rebook the room and was informed they were now fully booked.

"Brilliant," I thought, "She's going to be convinced I was planning this all along. Fuck."

The suite was amazing, and I busied myself putting things away and getting myself sorted while mentally noting that I now had to share this space. It wasn't long until I had to meet Ines, so I made my way down to the lobby and there she was, she looked really fit just standing there casually dressed of course but in a tight vest top and skinny jeans it was hard to ignore her killer body.

"Hey glad you made it, listen we're all checked in, but err well let me explain lift is this way."

"Hola, yes of course," she said making to follow me, "This place is amazing."

"Yeah it is, I think the rooftop bar is meant to be something else, haven't had a chance to check it out yet."

She nodded, the lift opened, we got in.

"So problem with check in."

I sighed which made her look at me.

"Just follow me and I'll explain."

I took her into the room, and I could see from her face she was stunned at the dΓ©cor and the size of the place.

"This is amazing?"

"Good glad you like it because err we have to share it." I didn't want to let her speak though I could see an expression of surprise and something else flash across her face. "I booked a separate room for you, not as nice obviously, I couldn't afford this, but the damn hotel cancelled it thinking I didn't know I already had a room. I asked them for it back but now they are fully booked. They were I guess just being super helpful but yeah what can I say?"

Suddenly she just laughed, big belly laughs and threw herself into one of the sofas. I was taken off-guard by her reaction. I had maybe expected anger, suspicion but not laughter.

Finally, she composed herself. "OK so you looked so scared when you were telling me it just reminded me of my son trying to talk his way out of trouble."

OK so I had toddler energy awesome!

She stood up and simply said, "look at this place, the size of it I think we'll cope."

"It does only have one bed though." Figured I may as well get that out of the road.

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"Give me the tour." She simply stated.

I showed her around, she had seen the living area, the huge bedroom with ensuite was next. I showed her the other bathroom and finally the office space and private balcony which had great views.

Ines turned towards me, "OK I believe you there was a mistake OK?"

I simply nodded.

"This place is huge, and we are both adults so I think we can make this work, but do not be offering to sleep on the sofa or in the bath this is stupid!"

"OK." I replied wondering where this was going and feeling myself getting excited.

"This bed is also huge; I am sure we can both sleep in it?"

"I am comfortable to do that if you are?"

She walked toward me and put her hand on my arm, "I am going to have to pretend to be your wife no? so I will be taking your arm like this, maybe holding your hand like this. She said as she first linked our arms and then gently took my hand.

"By the time we come to sleep we will be used to each other, we will have been close for hours, will have danced, maybe even slow danced together?"

"Yes there is likely to be dancing and as it is couples I expect some slow songs."

"So, this will be no issue, but I want you to do something for me ok?"

"Sure, anything, just ask."

She hesitated for a moment and softly bit her bottom lip.

"Could you go and buy some condoms? Just in case with closeness, touching, dancing, alcohol things get out of control?"

You could have knocked me over with a feather. I must have looked like an idiot as I spluttered a response.

"Are, are, you sure that seems, err I mean of course but I can just sleep on the couch."

She looked down, I had no idea what her relationship was like, I knew she had 2 young children and was married, hell I had asked her predominantly because she was married, and because she was hot but mainly because I figured catholic Spanish married woman was safer than a younger, single Spanish woman.

Ines looked back up, put her hands on her hips, nodded and said, "Yes, I am sure. We're both old enough to know sometimes things happen, events happen but this is just in case. OK?"

I nodded

She shook her head and laughed. "Don't get your hopes up I fall asleep fast when I have had a few drinks."

And with that I wandered down to reception, asked where the closest pharmacy was and discovered they had one on site. I probably spent more time looking at condoms than I should have. I don't use them at all now so had no idea there were so many types, but my brain and my cock kept telling me if we had even a remote chance of getting in her pussy we needed to buy the extra thin real feel ones.

Having secured condoms, I made my way back to the room. When I arrived back she was busy in the room sorting out her dresses etc, I obviously had seen pictures but both looked really nice as she hung them up. I simply walked through put the condoms down on a bedside cabinet and looked at her. She had a slight smirk on her face, I'm sure I looked like a total dork.

"Do you want to go check out the rooftop bar? We have plenty of time before we need to get ready?"

"Sure," she replied, and we headed up. It really was something special and I was sure when it was darker the soft lighting and views would make it a stunning place. We both had a glass of wine and spent a pleasurable time together, chatting about nothing in particular really. As we headed back to the room I noticed we were both already much closer to each other than we had been before.

"Right 1 hour to go I will shower," she stated and simply headed into the ensuite.

I nodded grabbed my kit and went into the other bathroom to shower and shave. I was heading back into the bedroom to get dressed, wearing a very comfortable hotel robe when Ines walked out of the ensuite wearing a similar robe.

I think it was at that point we both realised we were truly sharing this room.

"I can go next door," I started to say.

"I'm already wearing lingerie," she stated and I felt my cock flex as my mind imagined that.

"OK." I spluttered again pulling on boxers underneath my robe.

She was already engrossed in doing her hair and make-up. I'd never seen her made up for a night out so I was fascinated by this as I pulled myself together. It really does not take long to put on a shirt and smart jeans but I was sure she was checking me out in the mirror when I slide my robe off.

"I really like your hair," she had softly curled it so it hung around and framed her soft features. I continued, "the curls really suit you."

"Thanks," she replied reaching for her make-up, "I haven't had the opportunity to get all glammed up for a while so decided to go all out."

"Well you have plenty of time. Would you like a drink while you get ready?"

"Yeah please that would be great. But first can I ask your opinion on something?"

"Of course."

She stood up and her robe fell open a bit, I almost fuckin died there and then. My eyes must have been hanging out of my head her body was sensational, sure not super toned after a couple of kids but curves in all the right places, a small curve to her belly and those tits looked amazing in a black lacy bra. Between her legs was the tiniest piece of material I had seen and I could confirm she had to be completely bald there was not a hair showing. I drank her in.

She noticed my reaction, "You like?"

"How does a gentleman even answer that question?"

"With compliments."

"So I have my Little black dress over this lingerie that you've now seen, stockings or hold-ups? It's too warm for tights but I think bare legs aren't smart enough!"

I struggled to form some thoughts. She had now pulled her robe back together which helped.

"I don't think bare legs would be too bad for this event, but whichever you think is best!" I saw her arch an eyebrow I got it had asked for an opinion got a standard guy answer.

"But if it helps with that dress, I think hold-ups would be best as it is quite tight on the body so the stocking belt might be visible and spoil the silhouette."

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