Chapter 15
MY CHINA BUSINESS TRIP
I had been quite worried about my business trip to China. The customer was potentially a very big and prestigious addition to my bosses business and he had entrusted me to go without him. Much to my delight the meetings had gone well and now it was the last day which would conclude with a large banquet.
Earlier in the week, when I had first arrived, and was about to meet the big boss and his deputy of this potential new customer for the first time, I was very nervous. Unusually for a large Chinese company the boss and his deputy were both English and they quickly put me at ease. Maybe it was their English culture and the fact that they were both older than me that helped. I'm not sure, but I liked their politeness. I found that I had a particular liking for the big boss. He was quite a lot older than me, tall and well built. His eyes had a kind of twinkle to them when he smiled and, although I could sense that he was a hard business man, having built a very successful company, I also sensed a very kind and considerate man just beneath the surface. He reminded me very much of Jack and I felt sure that from time to time he was mildly flirting with me and I could not resist flirting back.
After the final meetings had concluded I returned to my hotel room to freshen up and get changed, ready for the evening banquet. The deal had been finalised and I was feeling particularly pleased with my self.
I'm not sure why, but being alone in my own hotel room and away from home made me feel kind of horny. As soon as I entered my room and locked the door I undressed. When I was completely naked I walked round the room enjoying the feeling of freedom but also feeling a little naughty. I checked my emails and saw a new one from Jack.
It read,
My Darling Jenny, please don't forget to take some pictures of your self in your new basque and send them to me. I am already stiff just thinking about it! Please, please, be as naughty as you dare, maybe just wearing the basque with no knickers?
Maybe you could find someone to take the pictures for you! I'm sure there are some willing men who would be keen to do it. Tee Hee, only joking.
Looking forward to seeing more of you soon. Lots and lots of love Jack. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
I smiled as I read it, remembering how excited Jack had been when I told him about my latest underwear addition. I walked over to where I had put the basque which was together with the rest of my underwear in a drawer. I lifted it out and held it against my body. I knew that Jack would enjoy seeing me wearing but I was concerned as to how I could take some good pictures by my self.
When I had first tried it on it made me feel sexy and I had a strong desire to share that with him. However I did not have much time to get ready because the meetings had overrun and I had to be at the banquet in one hour's time.
I had a quick shower and then decided to wear the basque underneath my formal clothes to the banquet. I put on the basque and a pair of black knickers and checked out my image in a full length mirror. The basque was a deep red colour trimmed with black lace. I liked the way in which it accentuated my figure; holding in my waist and then flaring out over my hips. The bra section had half cups which accentuated my cleavage with a plunge centre. I felt a twinge of excitement as I looked forward to later on when I would be taking some pictures for Jack to see.
I also felt excited to be covering my sexy underwear with my formal clothes for the evening banquet. Once I was fully dressed I checked my self again. "Mmmm," I thought, "not bad!"
The formal black trousers, white silk blouse and black jacket I had chosen gave no hint at all as to the sexy basque I was wearing underneath. I'm not sure why but I was already enjoying the feeling of being dressed very conservatively on the outside but concealing the sexy underwear beneath.
In truth I only ever wore what I considered 'naughty underwear,' for Jack's benefit. When he was not around I would revert to being the old Jenny; the wife and mother with the unappreciative husband.
I spent some time, more than usual, applying my make up and then left the room to attend the banquet. Just knowing that underneath my outer clothes I was wearing the sexy basque made me feel special.
I felt nervous again entering the banquet room knowing that this was the final part of the trip that would seal the deal between our two companies.
I spotted the big boss of our new potential customer and walked across to greet him.
Although he was a lot older than me I thought how handsome he looked dressed in a smart suit. I blushed a little as he said, "Jenny, you look very attractive this evening, please will you sit next to me."
I realised that one of the reasons for blushing was that I found my self checking him out. When he paid me the compliment I was already thinking how big and rugged he looked. His shoulders looked even broader under his suit jacket and his face looked kindly and wise. When he complimented me on my appearance I could not fail to notice a sparkle and naughty twinkle in his eyes.
We were soon seated side by side. The many food dishes just kept on arriving but at the same time so did the wine.
I could feel the wine taking effect. I was not drunk but I could feel my self relaxing and laughing loudly and freely with the big boss. He was also sounding more relaxed than he had been during the formal meetings and on a few occasions I felt sure that he was flirting with me.
As we laughed and joked he put his arm around my shoulders a few times giving me a playful squeeze. On other occasions he playfully touched and squeezed my thigh. Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was because I considered him to be quite handsome, I'm not sure, but I realised that I was really enjoying his company.
The banquet was drawing to a close. Many people had already left. Big boss turned to me and said, "Jenny, will you stay for a while and join me at the bar?"
I felt uncertain as I looked at him and said with a girlish giggle, "Just a drink."
"Of course," he said with a friendly smile, "just a drink."
As he spoke I could not help to notice that he quickly checked me out again. I knew he probably had ideas of something other than a drink but, although feeling very flattered, I pushed these thoughts to the back of my mind.
We moved over to the bar area where the last of the party had gathered. We found a quiet table and sat down together.
A waitress came over and big boss ordered some more wine. We were soon chatting and laughing and when the wine arrived I drank a little more.
I heard my new smart phone indicate that I had received an SMS message. I reached into my bag and pulled out the phone.
I opened the message. It read, "My Darling, are you getting undressed yet? Can't wait to see you in just your basque and then hopefully without it! Loving you lots and lots, Jack. XXXX
I could not suppress a small chuckle as I read the message, probably due to the effect of the wine.
Big boss leaned across inquisitively and before I had time to react he had taken my phone and was reading the message.
I'm not sure if it was the effect of the wine, the flirting between us all evening, or both because instead of being annoyed, which I certainly would have been at any other time, I just started giggling like a school girl.
"It's from a very special friend reminding me of a promise I made him," I said.
Big boss looked at me and said, "I am intrigued, what have you promised him? It sounds like it could be very interesting!"
Before I knew it I was telling big boss about the basque and how I intended to try and take some pictures of my self wearing it and then send them to Jack.
The wine must have taken away most of my inhibitions because in my next breath I heard my self saying, "actually I am wearing the basque here tonight, underneath my formal blouse."
I saw his gaze shift immediately to my breasts as if he was trying to see through my outer clothes. I knew that I was teasing him by telling him about my underwear but, knowing that I should have kept quiet, I also realised that I was enjoying his reaction.
