"Any closing questions?" Peter asked as he turned off the projector and turned his 5'8" frame to faced the room. The silence in the small conference room was deafening.
Peter wondered if he was cut out for this new job. Starting his career over at 30 and from the blank looks on his audiences faces maybe he would have to start over again.
"Ok ok that's it for today, everyone back here at 8am tomorrow." A dozen businessmen picked up their folders and emptied the classroom.
Peter let out a small sigh as he looked over at senior advisor Lucy who was busy jotting down some final notes. Lucy was looking particularly good today Peter thought. She was letting her dark hair hang straight down to the middle of her back.
As Lucy got up from her seat Peter could not help but check out her amazing curves. She was 15 years his elder and did not even stand 5' but Peter could not help but check out her 36-30-40 Japanese body every chance he got. She was wearing a black and very tight knee length skirt that hugged an ass J-Lo wished she had.
"Good job with the presentation, you're getting better at this." she chirped while giving Peter a warm smile. Peter was new to the training circle which meant his supervisors considered Lucy his de facto mentor. Unfortunately over the last few weeks they had clashed on a lot of the small presentation details. As much Peter lusted for her sometimes she could be a real pain in the ass. Today however she must be in a good mood he thought.
"Hey hurry up let's get back to the hotel and then grab something to eat. I'm starving." Cindy said while unfastening the video camera from its tripod. Cindy was Lucy's assistant and had been for many years. They were very close friends even though you wouldn't think it from their personalities. While Lucy was very prim and proper Cindy was a bit of a wild child.
She was about Peter's age and stood 5'5" with an athletic body, very full lips and dirty blonde hair which today she had in pigtails of all things. Cindy always knew just what to say to make Peter blush. And he could see in that devilish look in her eyes she would probably say something inappropriate real soon.
"Not yet we still have to finish this review." Lucy scolded as she opened up her laptop and started jotting her notes into a file.
"Like I give a flying fuck about that review." Cindy said while walking up to them. Lucy shook her head in that what am I going to do with her face. With Lucy typing away and distracted Cindy leaned over to Peter and whispered "Actually I could really use a flying fuck right now." she said with a wry smile. Peter could feel the red setting in his cheeks.
"What was that." Lucy asked.
Cindy turned and started to speak but Peter cut her off, "She just said she would really like something to eat."
"Yep" Cindy said looking Peter up and down "I would definitely love something juicy to eat."
The trio wrapped up the rest of the day's paperwork and piled into a cab back to the hotel. Peter kept thinking about how Cindy's advances had been getting more and more aggressive as time went on. He was very flattered but also very married. However this long road trip was giving him a major case of blue balls. Peter vowed to hit a cold shower as soon as he got back to his room.
The three changed and met back for dinner as was their usual custom. The hotel faire was actually very good and after a few rounds of beers and laughs everyone decided to retire for the night.
Lucy's room was on the 3rd floor and Peter and Cindy rooms were both on the second floor with about 5 rooms separating them. They all said there goodnight goodbyes in the elevator and Peter followed Cindy out onto the 2nd floor.
The three beers really seemed to have gone to his head as he stumbled down the hall. Not only that but the cold showers must not be working anymore he thought because watching Cindy ass swishing back and forth in front of him was giving Peter a major woodie.
They both reached their rooms but Peter's keycard lock started acting up again. The stupid thing only worked half the time. And at this time of night the front desk staff was always very slow.
"Card not working again.", Cindy called down the hall to him as she opened the door to her room.
"Damn thing is acting up again.", Peter growled.
"Come on you know how slow those guys are come here you can use the phone in my room to call down.", Cindy piped helpfully.
Although it would awkward to be in her room the suggestion seemed like the right thing to do. Peter followed her into her room, sat down and made the call to the front desk. As usual they said they would be right up which Peter knew meant at least an hour.
"Ahh stuck her with little ol me huh.", Cindy joked as she plopped down right next to Peter on the couch.
