They met in the hotel bar after the first long boring day at the conference. They were the only two people from their office at the conference, but there were others from other offices that they knew and six of them were gathered around a table with some drinks in front of them. He noticed that she had put on some makeup before coming to the bar this evening. She was sitting opposite him and was wearing another one of her tight black dresses. This one was very professional but still showed off her shapely curves, accentuating her bosom and shape of her hips. As she sat back in the chair, the dress rode up her legs somewhat, those long shapely legs. She was getting glances from other men in the bar.
She was trying to catch his eyes across the table, but he was busy talking to the person sitting next to him, some senior person from another office. He was wearing a sport coat and one of his trademark checked shirts, this one had light-green and pink checks. Her mind flashed back to that evening in his office, she remembered how incredible it had been, how many times he had made her cum. This conference was a perfect opportunity for another round. She felt a tingle between her thighs and suddenly she was worried that her hard nipples would show through her black dress. She had to get him back to her room this evening!
As he drank his cocktail and tried to concentrate on the conversation with the senior person sitting next to him, he stole a couple of glances over at her. She was looking at her phone but then she looked up and smiled at him. Such beautiful eyes, such a gorgeous smile. His mind wandered to the memory of their encounter in his office. He was so lucky nobody had discovered them, and he started to get hard thinking of how hot she had been, how turned on they both were. Now he just had to figure out a way of extracting himself from this conversation and discretely slipping away with her back up to one of their hotel rooms.
Eventually most of the others at the table disappeared, complaining of work they had to do, or the earliness of the start of the conference session tomorrow. She got up to leave as well, saying goodnight to Nick and the other man left at the table. As she walked away from the table, she was disappointed that they had not been alone together, but she knew that they needed to be careful not to be seen. As she left the bar and walked towards the elevators, she pulled out her phone and texted him her room number: "Room 1535 - we need to "talk"".
He watched her back as she left the bar, her long dark hair following over her shoulders, tight black dress showing off her shapely hips. Lust took over his brain and he was just trying to figure out how to extract himself from the conversation when his phone buzzed with a text message. He glanced down and saw it was from Katie and his pulse quickened. He finished his drink and started to make similar excuses about it being late. Within a few minutes he was able to get up and leave and headed for the elevators. When inside, he hit floor 15 and impatiently waited as the lift moved up through the floors. At 15, he jumped out, briskly walking down the hallway, glancing around to ensure he was alone. He found 1535 and knocked on the door.
When she heard him knock on the door, her nipples hardened, and she went over to open it. He stepped in, let it close behind him and then their lips met. His lips were soft, and his kiss was gentle but with some urgency. As they broke apart, she walked over to the window and kicked off her high heels. She stood looking out over the nightlights of Las Vegas, but she was watching his reflection in the window as he took off his jacket and walked up behind her.
She looked amazing standing in front of the window, and he walked up behind her. He moved her long dark hair off her neck and started kissing her neck. He had one hand on her hip and moved it slowly up to her waist, feeling her tight but voluptuous body through her black dress. Then up, over her flat stomach to the underneath of her magnificent chest. As his fingers slowly moved over her right breast, he could feel her nipple was rock hard and as he caressed it, he heard an intake of breath and then she pushed her buttocks backwards into his crotch. Blood rushed to his crotch and he felt himself start to harden as her soft buttocks swayed left and right, brushing the outside of his pants.
As she pushed her buttocks back into him, she felt his other hand go down to her other breast and then he cupped her breasts tightly in his hands, her nipples hard between his fingers. She swayed her hips, brushing his crotch with her buttocks and she started to feel a hardness growing in his crotch. She drove against the hardness and his erection throbbed inside his pants. His hands tightened on her nipples. "Oh Nick, you feel so good" she said. The urgency of his body excited her, she could tell that her body was turning him on, driving him crazy, filling him with lust for her.
He gripped her big, beautiful breasts through the material of her tight dress and played with her nipples. He drove his hard crotch into her buttocks and his mind wandered back to that evening in his office, how turned on he had been, her wonderful body, how tight she had been, how they had fucked. The thought of driving himself deep inside her again filled him with lust, he wanted to drive her crazy and he wanted to fuck her again. He reached up from her tits and caressed her neck and then moved her long hair to the side and found the top of the zip to her dress. The zip to her dress went all the way down to just above her buttocks and he eased it down her back, revealing her soft tanned skin, her bra strap and then the small of her back before the zip ended just as he reached her lacy underwear. He reached back up to her bra strap, it was wide (but then it had a lot to hold up) and he undid the hooks.