Anytime that Hazel or I leave town for work, I make it a priority to have sex with her to leave a little bit of me inside her as we travel our different ways. Hazel and I had plenty of sex before her trip to Chicago. That morning before she left for her infamous work trip, Hazel had wrapped her lips around my dick as I began to cum from her expert blow job she was giving me. She loves to give me options on where I can cum, and if I come in her mouth she always swallows. I've never asked her to do it, she just loves the taste of my cum, as it swirls around her tongue and warms her throat as she swallows it down. Hazel then laid in bed and looked amazing, she always does. She actually used to model as a teenager but lost interest quickly. We met 4 years ago, and been married for two years, and now that she is almost 31, Hazel looks even better than when we originally met.
Hazel may not be skinny fashion model size; she definitely has curves and makes anything she wears look hot. Even the over-sized pajamas she wears look amazing covering her small frame. I frequently take them off her while she is brushing her teeth to feel and see her beautiful curves.
In my opinion Hazel has a pair of tits that would make any woman jealous. They are not the biggest I've had, but to me they are perfect. At first her nipples are soft and puffy; I love to swirl them in my mouth. She becomes very aroused as I lick, pinch and suck on them. Before Hazel, I had dated a Filipino girl named Susie, and I remember thinking that she had an amazing pair of tits for her small frame, but when Susie first took off her top, and undid her bra, I realized that she was wearing a padded bra. I was crushed (I thought she had medium c-cups, but I ended up being happy with her full b-cup tits anyways). I continued to date Susie for a while and played with her smaller tits. I still have some great pictures from our sex sessions. After dating Susie, I never trusted that a woman had a nice pair of tits unless I could see the outline of her nipples. I regained my trust of petite women having big round tits when I met Hazel.
I get lost in thought describing my wife to people. I always have huge smile when I'm talking about her. For those wondering her stats, Hazel is black and petite, 5'4", and just a bit over 110lbs. Even though she's small in comparison to my 5'11" stance, her perfectly shaped ass, c-cup tits (with dark, puffy areolas, and nipples that like to poke out in the cold and say "Hi"), and dark chocolaty skin would make any person stop and stare. If you've ever been with a black woman, you know that they are fucking awesome. In my opinion petite black women are incredible. They have all of the curves that a man needs. Hazel was blessed with a beautiful face and lush lips that turned very red when she was aroused, she hardly wore makeup or lipstick. She's incredibly good looking. I can't put pictures in this story, but Kerry Washington looks a lot like Hazel, as far as skin color and complexion. As for me, I am tall for a Mexican, but next to my American friends, I'm considered to be average height, think Enrique Iglesias, but Mexican..:). We've taken lots of pictures while having sex, and my favorite are missionary pictures when you can see her dark beautiful legs wrapped around my olive skin, and her sexy black hands holding on to my back. The contrast of our bodies is amazing! I like to think that my charm and humor won Hazel over enough to marry me; however, being in shape and having a veiny (or "textured" as I like to say) 6" dick with a very round head helped win her over too.
Back to the story and why I'm telling you about what happened at her out-of-town conference. We had lots of sex prior to the work trip she had to take, and after she swallowed some of my cum, I had her lay on her back as I ate her out enough for me to be full for a week before taking her to Tampa Airport. I love getting nude or semi-nude texts from her, or skyping while she's playing with herself and I get to enjoy the show, so I snuck some very sexy thongs in her suitcase, imagining that the pictures I would get in the near future would be amazing. I didn't want to sneak some lube and a small vibrator without her knowing, since the last thing she needed was to be stopped by TSA and I would never hear the end of it. She smiled as I showed her a small bottle of lube, and a small butt plug she liked to use as a dildo. We opted to leave the vibrator as it was a tad too big. "This will have to do while I'm not around." I told her. She finished packing the last minute things, and off she went.
She hit the floor running in Chicago, as meetings and presentations were planned back to back, we talked when we were both available, but at night she was so worn out I just wished her a good night.
From what she told me, the meetings were uneventful, and they were over after three days of presentations. The third day wasn't as hectic as the first two, so she welcomed the slower pace. Her last day in Chicago, after the last meeting was over, she was able go out to the city. It also gave her an opportunity to sample a bit of the city's night life and go dancing before her flight the next day. Hazel loves to dance, she lives for it! She got to know two colleagues during the meetings, who seemed to be her same age and were glad that the conference was over... Carl, who is shy, nerdy and tall, and James, he's more confident and handsome, both of them are white males. However, James is a bit tanner than Carl. Some white men love and have a thing for black women. It surprised me they were white, when she told me about them. They had met each other few days ago and were immediately comfortable with each other. Hazel liked how respectful they were. She knew that would not do anything to offend her.
Carl flew into Chicago from the San Jose office Hazel and James flew in from the Atlanta office. Hazel and James hit it off while discussing their general region and places they've both visited in and around Florida and Georgia.
After the last of the conference meetings, they ran into each other again at the restaurant where people were congregating and winding down at the open bar.