'Fuck I hate going to these conferences,' I think as I drive along the M1.
It's Friday afternoon I'm in the middle of a four hour drive to a weekend work conference, Saturday will be a day full of training workshops teaching us how to do what we are already doing and then Sunday another four drive home before going back to work Monday.
Only consolation is all the food and more importantly drink is free all weekends, but fuck I still hate these weekends.
I pull into the resort complex, after parking I head to reception to check in, it's a normal hotel complex that offers conference facilities for groups like ours and normal accommodation for ordinary visitors. The ground floor has reception and conference facilities, the second floor has a varieties of restaurants and bars, accommodation is on floor three to eight,
It turns out my room is on the eighth floor.
I head to my room to freshen up before going downstairs to find a bar, we were given a card to scan when we buy drinks, all meals are organised for a set time in one of the restaurants,
I send my wife a text to let her know I have arrived, I tell her I'm going to the bar for drinks then dinner and I'll call her tomorrow.
I sit at the bar sipping on my cold beer, I recognise a few people from previous conferences some by name but most by just their face and to be honest I'm not really interested in getting to know these people. I simply see what I'm doing as a job that pays the bills, I'm in my fifties and I'm thinking more about retirement than some fabulous career.
As I look around the room a young woman walks in, she gets a drink at the bar and sits at a table by herself, she sees me looking at her and gives me a smile.
Shortly after we are called to the dining room for dinner, we are given assigned seats and I find myself sitting beside the young women from the bar, there are another four people at the table. We introduce ourselves to each other, her name is Anna.
It's a nice relaxed dinner, like myself my dining partners are here because they have to be rather than choice and like myself they plan to make the most of the free meals and drinks. Even tonight with a big day of training scheduled for tomorrow everybody is having quite of few drinks and becoming merry.
After dinner people begin moving between table looking for work mates to catch up with. I have been joined by one of my colleagues Trevor, he's chewing my ear off about what a waste of time this is and all the things he was missing out on at home.
Trevor is a well-known whiner, nothing is ever right at work, at home, anywhere. I'm only half listening, grunting and nodding my head occasionally when I feel a hand touch my arm. I assume I bumped Anna's arm, I turn apologising as I move my arm away from hers, she's talking to someone else and not looking at me.
I turn back to look at Trevor who is now complaining about his room, something about the view I think when I feel a hand touch my leg. I look at Anna again, her hand is resting on my thigh, she is still talking to her friend.
Trevor gets up spotting a new person to complain to, I turn my attention fully to Anna.
I decide to have a closer look at this young woman beside me, I can't see her face but from earlier I know she has sky blue eyes, a sweet button nose and thin lips, From the back her blonde hair is tied in a ponytail and reaches half way down her back, she's wearing a backless dress with a plunging v neckline, I notice on her left shoulder she has a tattoo of a butterfly. The way the top of her body is turned I'm getting to see a nice side boob view, her nipple pokes out against the dress panel nearest me which is pulled tight, the dress hugs her slim waist and I'm guessing it has ridden up slightly as I'm seeing a lot of her well tone thigh, the rest of her legs hidden by the table.
Overall a very hot looking body.
"Well what do you think David," Anna asks.
She caught me by surprise, I know I'm blushing as I look up to see her staring at me, "Sorry, what?" I say meekly, knowing I've just been caught perving.
"What do you think of this?" she asks, her hand pointing to herself as she waves it up and down.
"Sorry...umm...yes well...umm...you look very nice," I answer.
"Very nice, David is that the best you can do, very nice indeed," she says.
"Sorry I don't understand," I said, I'm more than confused, she doesn't like being complemented yet her hand is still holding my leg.
"I didn't leave my boyfriend at home to dress up like this and be told I look very nice," Anna says staring at me with unblinking eyes.
"How do you want to be described?"
"Fuckable, very fuckable," she replies smiling, "Tell me David what do I need to do to be fuckable?"
"I'm sorry Anna but I'm married, maybe there's someone single you can hook up with."
"Silly boy I don't want someone single," she squeezes my thigh harder, "I know your married, as I said I got a boyfriend, I'm her looking for two days of sex nothing more. I'm not wanting commitment or a relationship I just want someone to fuck me and who better than a married man."
I'm shocked, this is definitely not what I thought would be happening at the conference, to be propositioned by a twenty something year old.
"I don't know Anna, my wife....."
"Don't worry about your wife, what happens at the conference stays at the conference. Anyway would your wife believe you if you told her a twenty-six year old picked you up and fucked you senseless all weekend."
"Not unless I told her I paid for it," I say with a laugh.
"Exactly, and my boyfriend wouldn't think I'll fuck a fifty something year old, it's perfect."
Anna's hand moves higher up my thigh as she leans forward, the v of her top falling open giving me a better view of her tits. "Now Daddy as I asked before, what does Baby need to do to be fuckable."
'Umm...well I....umm," I didn't know what to say.
"Well you think about it Daddy, I'm going to the little girls room then the bar, if you are still here when I return I know you want to play, if not that's not a problem either, I'm sure I'll find another Daddy to play with."
I watch Anna walk away, she has a nice peachy ass which wiggles nicely in her tight dress.
This looks like an opportunity too good to miss and as Anna said what happens at the conference stays at the conference.
"Good to see your still here Daddy," Anna says placing a bourbon in front of me, "Did you decide what Baby needs to do to look fuckable for Daddy."
