Day Two - On to Bigger and Better Things:
Janet woke up that morning feeling so good. Last night she had picked up and fucked a perfect stranger. And he was perfectly what she needed after a year of nothing but her boring sex life. She'd fucked her until she was nearly unconscious from cumming over and over, and filled up her pussy twice with huge cumloads. She'd always remember him as "that guy at the conference who came so much".
She had kicked him out after they were done and had a long hot bath and a great night's sleep. Now she was ready to go out and get fucked again. She'd connected with a man, John, at the conference yesterday, who had been so attractive and so interested in her, but they'd been interrupted before they got very far. Today, she was going to see to it that they got a lot further.
She got to the auditorium a little late, just minutes before the talk was supposed to start. She looked around for John, but didn't see him outside. Maybe the emergency that had called him away yesterday was going to keep him away!
Disappointed, she walked into the auditorium and looked around for a seat when she saw him siting in a row near the back. He was turned around as if he had been watching the doors, and now he was waving at her with a big grin on his face.
Things were suddenly looking up!
She quickly went to him. He greeted her with a handshake and then a kiss on the cheek, in the European style. It looked innocent enough, but it sent a thrill through her. "Mmmm. I'm so glad to see you again..."
"Me too.", he said, "You look even more gorgeous than I remember."
"Maybe it's because I'm freshly fucked," she thought to herself, "or maybe you can tell l'm dying for you to fuck me..."
Aloud, she said, "Thank you. You're so sweet. Did everything get sorted out yesterday? I was really hoping to spend some quality time with you."
"We managed to put a bandaid on it, but unfortunately, I'm going to have to leave the conference early to go home to deal with it. I fly out tomorrow morning, but today, I'm yours."
"Good, I'm going to hold you to that."
Just then, the MC began announcing the morning's scheduled speakers, so they settled down to listen. Janet was surprised to hear John's name as one of the afternoon talks. Impressed, she nudged his arm. He said quietly, "I was glad for the excuse to stay one more day. It gives me a chance for that 'quality time' you mentioned."
With that, he casually reached over and stroked her inner thigh. He leaned close and whispered, "Yesterday, you said if I did this, you'd be mine"
Blushing and suddenly flushed, moist, and dizzy, she breathed back, "Oh, yes. I did, and, yes, now I am..."
The talks began, but she could hardly concentrate. She could feel the nearness of him and when they lowered the lights, it was all she could do to keep from grabbing him.
After they sat there for the first couple of talks, she couldn't resist any more and reached over and pulled his hand over onto her leg again. Noone could see, so she kept it there for a while. He teasingly rubbed her thigh gently, almost like a tickle, but with heat. He kept getting closer and closer to the hem of her skirt, but then would move back down, squeezing her thigh possessively.
He was making her crazy with lust. She so wanted him to continue up under her dress and inside her undies. She imagined him fingering her right there, but it was too risky!
She reached over to return the gesture and when she put her hand on his thigh, she was surprised to feel a big bulge. It seemed enormous, so she wondered if it was a bunch of fabric from his underwear or something, but as she felt it, she realized it was too smooth and round for that. She gave it a little squeeze and realized it really was his penis. She gave it a little harder squeeze and found that it was firm and solid. He leaned over and whispered, "I like that, but not yet."
She rubbed her hand up and down the bulge a couple of times, marveling at the size, and leaned close to his ear as if to whisper something, but then she just licked his ear instead. She was pleased to feel his cock twitch and see him shudder. "Later...", she whispered.
Before much longer, it was time for the lunch break.
"I'd rather be melting in you, but I've got to meet with a couple of colleagues over lunch, then I'll have to sit down front since I'm speaking, so I won't be able to sit with you."
"That's alright. After the last talk, then?"
"Definitely. We've got unfinished business. Here's my room key. Meet me there at 6:00"
That afternoon, she made sure to sit where he could see her from the podium and when he got up to talk, he noticed her immediately. She made eye contact and winked at him. He smiled and then turned to deliver his talk.
He kept looking over her way as he was speaking, so she decided to tease him a bit. She crossed her legs so he could see way up her skirt. When he noticed, he stumbled on what he was saying, but quickly recovered and went on, but kept looking over more often. She waited for the right moment and pretended to be adjusting her clothes, and when his eyes stopped at her, she cupped her breast and gave it a little squeeze only he could see. He stopped talking and his eyes got wide for a second and she licked her lips suggestly and winked again. He immediately turned back to the center of the audience and went on with his talk, careful not to look her way again.
Too excited to concentrate, she skipped the last talk. She went back to her room and took a long hot shower. She washed carefully, wanting to be clean and eatable for him. She carefully did her makeup to be subtly seductive and put on a slinky, easily removed dress, no underwear, and her favorite perfume.
Promptly at 6:00, she inserted the key in his door and let herself in.
She heard the shower running and realized he was already there.
"Hello... it's me."
"Hi," he called back, "I'll be right out."
In less than a minute, he stepped out, wearing a big plush robe and toweling his hair.
