Shortly after we returned from Palm Springs, it was announced that the company was moving from the small Idaho town to the Boston area where the CEO lived. Job offers were made to all who wanted to relocate, but hardly anyone wanted to. Molly and Liz were about it.
New hires from Boston came to Idaho for training, but the department where I worked had a couple of people bail, and it became necessary for a couple of us to travel to Boston to help train new staff there. It was part of the plan for me to go there to train, but that was all.
Kim was a late addition to the trip, and since she had never actually traveled alone before (she is a 34-year old MILF), she was booked on my flight, in my hotel, and it was assumed, I would take care of her. Believe me, I did.
It turns out that Kim's mother-in-law is Brenda, and while Kim is not a straight laced as Brenda, she is fairly religious now.
We flew into Boston late on Sunday night, and we had an adventure getting out of the airport and to our hotel. Thank god for GPS navigation systems! We had a short night (separate rooms, of course), and I drove us to the office in the morning, Lunch rolled around, and we went together. It's still not clear to me why, but I paid for all of her meals too, and included them on my expense account.
After work we headed back to the hotel, rested and cleaned up, then went to dinner together. We repeated this every day, and a couple of times we did other things as well. One night we went to the factory outlet stores, another night we went to a movie, and another night we bowled. As we spent more and more time together, I became acutely aware of her, her nicely formed lips, her perfect ass, her sweet small tits, and her overall sensuality. I had been aware of her before, but spending so much time one-on-one heightened my awareness. The visit to the factory outlet stores was the turning point, I think.
We had gone into the Lucky Jeans store, since they were her favorites. When she came out of the dressing room in a new pair, and spun around for me to see, I nearly creamed in my pants. Her ass was the sweetest ass I had ever seen. The jeans formed and framed it perfectly. That was the word: perfect. It was utter perfection, and I told her as much. Okay, I said "Those jeans fit you perfectly. They look like they were made just for you and for your shape. You look great."
By the weekend I was dying I was getting so very horny. Other nights I had just masturbated, but this was different. We had been out for dinner, and when we returned to the hotel, I mentioned that the pool and hot tub were quite nice. She asked if I was going to down to use them, and I replied in the affirmative.
"Well, I might see you down there," she said. I nearly sprained my dick, it got hard so fast!
Needless to say, I was down there a few minutes later. It took Kim a half hour, but she did actually show. It did surprise me, but I was totally excited. She had a towel wrapped around her, but I could see her legs and shoulders, and it was very enticing. She spotted me in the hot tub and walked around the pool to where it was. I watched her peel off the towel, and she looked great.
Kim is petite – a size two I think, with a narrow waist, small tits and a fine ass. She was wearing a purple one-piece suit, with diamond shaped cut outs on the sides. It was strapless with a gold diamond shaped metal piece between her breasts attached to a chain that encircled her neck. It had French cut thigh – very high – and it was clear that she must shave to not much more than a landing strip.
She was in the water quickly, but was quite aware of my admiring her as she entered. She found out it was too hot to get all the way in quickly, and popped out to sit on the edge. I could really admire her then, and she blushed.
"You look great," I told her. "Not just anyone can pull off wearing a swimsuit like that,"
