"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.
"God those beers are really getting to me." Peter said rubbing his eyes
"Well seems like they didn't get to you too bad." Cindy cooed looking down at his crotch. Peter was tenting up putting some serious tension on his pants.
He started to explain but Cindy cut him off "Don't worry I can help you out with that.", as she reached over and grabbed his bulge through the fabric of his pants.
Peter tried to squirm away halfheartedly. The beer at really put a dampener on his inhibitions. "Cindy no! Cindy I'm married."
"Well the wifey-poo isn't here is she? And don't tell me you wouldn't like these red lips all over this cock of yours.", as she said cock she squeezed Peter's bulge in her hand tightly causing an audible moan from him.
"shhhhh, no more talk just let me take care of you." Cindy whispered as she started to unbutton Peter's pants. Expertly reaching in and pulling his engorged cock out into the open.
"mmmmm nice!" Cindy purred as she dropped her face into his lap stroking his cock hard up and down and looking up into Peter's eyes.
Cindy's tongue licked his shaft then swirled her tongue around his head tasting the precum that was now leaking out. Peter moaned again as Cindy opened up and started sucking more and more of his dick past her bright red lipsticked lips.
Peter was in a daze as he watched Cindy quickly remove his shoes and pants and throw them into the corner of the room. The devilish grin returned as she looked up at him and began to swallow his 7" raging hard cock.
"Do you like my shade of lipstick hmmm?", Cindy purred hovering her juicy red lips inches from the tip of his straining dick. "The color is called 'fuck my face'.", she said with a smile then opened her mouth and sank down on Peter's cock.
Cindy hollowed her cheeks sucking like a vacuum while holding the base of his cock with her thumb and forefinger. Every few strokes she would lift her mouth off and look up into Peter's eyes a thin line of spit and precum bridging her lips with the tip of his cock.
Spitting on her hand she worked the natural lube all over his shaft and began to jerk him off in earnest while alternating between sucking on each of his balls. Peter was beyond understanding now eyes rolled back into his head as he received the best head of his life.