I'd been working out of our Manchester office that day, finally meeting colleagues who I have only ever spoken to via email and phone for the past year. I'd already taken a bit of a shine to Debs. I had no idea what she looked like, nor had we talked about anything other than work, apart from "how was your weekend" sort of things. It was all about her accent.
She was from Dublin and whenever we spoke on the phone her voice would make me melt. Today I finally met her, and she looked just as good as she sounded. She was about 5ft 5, a few inches shorter than me. Light blonde hair, big blue eyes and she had the biggest smile.
We spent a few hours this afternoon working together in one of the meeting rooms in the office. Although it was very work orientated, she was flirting a fair bit. Playing with her hair, touching my arm and even my leg a few times whenever she lent in to look at my laptop.
A few of my colleagues from that office said they'd take me out for dinner that night. So 5pm came and everyone went home to freshen up, agreeing to meet at the restaurant at 7. I went to the hotel to check in. I showered and changed into jeans and t-shirt and was the first to arrive at the restaurant. It was only a 10 minute walk from the hotel and I felt like having a drink so left the car in the car park.
As I was at the bar getting a drink Debs walked in. She looked completely different. Her long blond hair was no longer tied back, and she had a very loose and very short floaty summer dress on, revealing her stunning legs. I could definitely tell she definitely didn't have a bra, as her boobs had a natural swing and hang because of their ample size. I was having a hard time keeping eye contact and keeping my train of thought as we were talking.
We must have only been chatting for 5 minutes when a few more of our lot arrived together, so we decided to take our table. I was hoping to sit next to or opposite Debs, but John and Sally, a couple of account managers ended up doing just that. They sat next to and opposite me, trapping me on the end of our long table.
"Bollocks" I thought to myself.
When Sally and John weren't looking I glanced over at Debs and we made eye contact. She subtly shrugged her shoulders and mimicked a tut at John and Sally who had blocked me in.
After the meal we were all outside saying goodbye and everyone was going in their separate directions. Some walking, catching lifts with each other etc. I was looking up the hotel on Google Maps on my phone, looking forward to going back to my room and having a wank with the thought of Debs in that dress. I suddenly heard her voice which made me jump.
"What are you doing?" Debs asked.
"I'm looking up my hotel. I can't remember how to get there" I replied.
"Where are you staying?" She asked.
I told her the name.
"No shit" She said, "I live almost opposite it. If your room is at the front you might be able to see into my flat. I'll have to keep my curtains closed otherwise you might see me getting dressed."
I said "I'll bear that in mind in the morning then."
"My cab should be here any minute. Want a lift? I can't be bothered to walk" she offered.
"Yeah, if you don't mind" I replied.
In the cab we talked about how good the food was and before I knew it we arrived at the hotel. Debs said she'd get out as well as she was so close to her place. I offered to pay for the cab as I could claim it on my expenses.
"It's not even 10pm, fancy at drink?" I asked.
She smiled and said "sure, just the one though, we have work in the morning" and winked at me.
We walked through the entrance and I started moving towards the right, in the direction of the bar. Debs, however, walked off to the left.
"Where are you going? The lifts are this way," she said with a playful grin.
"The bar!" I replied.
"Haven't you got a mini bar in your room?" she asked.
"Erm, yeah" I nervously croaked.
"Your room it is then" she said as she swung her arms in the direction of the lifts, "this way".
We walked into the empty lift and stood at the back. Just as the door was about to close a hand appeared and stopped the doors from closing all the way. Someone walked in, then another 5 or 6 people joined us in the lift.
We were squashed in at the back of the lift. Her fingers were lightly touching my left hand as we stood side by side. I was starting to feel a tingle and a twitch in my cock.
As we got to my floor we squirmed our way out of the busy lift and walked in nervous silence to my room. I unlocked the door and held it open for Debs to walk through. She walked straight past me and into the bathroom and closed the door. I kicked off my shoes and I went over to the fridge which was in the far corner. I heard her come out of the bathroom and without looking back I asked what she wanted to drink.
"Oh, anything" she said.
I grabbed a small bottle of white, stood up and turned round. Debs was on the bed. On her back, propped up by her elbows. She'd taken her shoes off and her already short dress had risen up, revealing even more of her beautiful legs, all the way down to her bare feet.
She was smiling at me. I walked towards her with her drink. I got to the foot of the bed.
"Stop, put the bottle down" she said.
