So there we were, all packed into the front seat of my rental.  At the ticket gate of the parking garage we had to pull over and find my parking ticket.  I took the opportunity to tell Aileen that she needed to shag a brew for me out of the beverage cooler directly behind her seat.  As she turned and leaned over the drivers seat, retrieving a beer for me her cute butt came into view.  I nudged Diane, she looked up at me, I motioned for her to look over at Aileeen. She started giggling, causing Aileen to turn and see what the commotion was all about.  Once she noticed us checking out her ass she made an attempt to pull her skirt down but there surely wasn’t enough material to cover that lovely butt!  I grabbed Diane’s hand, guided it over to Aileen and we both covered both cheeks.. giving nice gentle squeezes to her ass..   I did notice Diane slide her hand down Aileens ass, her fingers going between Aileen’s thighs.. stroking the length of Aileen’s thigh. Back up to the point that the edge of her hand was firmly against what was obviously a very wet pussy.  How did I know?  You  could smell her arousal in the air.  Were it possible, I’m damn sure I’d have buried my face against her panty covered pussy, my nose pretty much buried in her ass cheeks.  Aileen finally retrieved my beer, extended another one to Diane and asked “Did you two like what ya saw?!”!..My response?  I held up my camera phone and told her “Recorded for posterity!”.. That comment elicited a crimson blush from Aileen and another giggle from Diane.  That is until I told Diane that her wedding ring finger was totally visible as she was playing with Aileen’s pussy!  Now it was Aileen’s turn to laugh! 

Well, things started to settle down, me drinking a beer, Diane keeping me company till her eyelids started getting heavy.  I coaxed her to lean her head on my shoulder and soon heard some soft purring’s indicating she was entering into lala land.  Now, I was wearing off-white linen trousers, my dick down the length of my thigh.. All was well and good till Diane rested her hand on my thigh not less than an inch from my cock.  Looking down at her hand, wedding ring in sight, just caused me to start getting erect.  It wasn’t much longer that I couldn’t contain myself any longer and I reached down to her resting hand and shifted it so that it was resting on my growing member.  In her dazed state, Diane just murmured and started stroking it’s length.  Now a real problem is starting to surface.  A guy can not have a hard-on pointing down his leg!  Looking over at Aileen, I could see that she was having problems keeping her eyes on the road and on my cock being stroked at the same time!   With a grin at her, I reached down to attempt to re-arrange myself to relief the pain!  Finding it a bit impossible, I ended up unbuckling my trous, unzipping my fly and re-positioning myself pointing north!   I couldn’t help but catch Diane sneaking a quick peek at me and then turning to Aileen to whisper something in her ear.  When Aileen quite loudly blurted out:  “Well, give me a peek at it!” I knew that Diane appreciated what she had seen.  Diane looked at me with a questioning look in her eyes and reached into my pants and freed my cock from the restraints of my pants.  Her hand covered my shaft, she leaned back and pointed it at Aileen telling her to check it out!  Aileen took her eyes off the road to check it out and deflated my ego more than just a bit by saying “Nice cock but not the monster you said it was!.. Perhaps your husbands cock makes it look like a monster although I will say it’s a bit bigger than normal but by no means a monster!”..   Well.. I guess that’s considered a “left-handed complement” so I told Diane to tuck me back in to which she complied although giving a firm squeeze of the shaft in the process.  So now we’re motoring down the highway towards Diane and Alex’s home, sipping a brew and just having some flirtatious conversation.  Diane must have said 10 times if not more that we needed to still keep our playful times secret from her husband!  Not long into the drive, my hand on Diane’s thigh, I lifted her leg up and placed it over my knee.  This gave me a lovely view of her panty covered pussy.  Sliding my hand higher I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy and once I made contact I could feel just how wet she was…Once I’d made contact she shifted her hips forward increasing the pressure against my hand so I complied with what I knew she wanted… I managed to push the crease of her panties aside allowing the side of my hand to come into contact with her slick pussy.. my hand spreading her lips.. I started rubbing her between her lips causing her hips to start bucking and then her hand reached down between her legs and pressed my hand harder against her.. Then the first wail of an orgasm started coming out of her mouth.. It got even hotter when Aileen’s hand joined mine between Diane’s legs.  Aileen slid a finger alongside of my hand, slid inside of Diane’s pussy and rubbed her juices against my hand.  Then she took her hand back and licked her fingers!  By now my cock was straining to be released and encased in a warm, wet slick pussy but it was not to be … yet. .It seems that we had arrived and Diane and Alex’s home! 

I’ve got this super hot secretary named Kathy that I just can’t keep my mind off.  Let alone my hands!  But as an old saying goes, “You don’t shit in your own backyard”.  But I can only imagine what fucking her would be like.  Ok.. I’m getting a bit ahead of myself here. 

I own a small software company here in San Diego and employ about 40 folks.  Pretty much all of them a bit brighter than me.  I started out telling you this is a story about my secretary but really she runs the company.  Paying the bills, dunning slow-payers, answering the phone, etc.  But her biggest contribution is her presence at trade shows and on prospect calls.  We use our software to run our business so she is quite familiar with it’s capabilities and can demo the software like no other.  Her office is adjacent to mine and she’s forever giving me some hot up-skirt shots, or leans over my desk affording me views down her blouse, seeing those lovely mounds of tits encased by the sexiest of bras.  I practically have to sit on my hands to stop myself from reaching in and copping a handful of those lovely tits.  If I could video all of her actions, I’m sure I could stave off and potential suit but I have had experience with two close associates ending up terminating their careers with sexual harassment suits so this guy isn’t going to go there!  Even though I’m sure she is totally aware of what she’s showing and what’s probably being offered! 

Well another trade show was right around the corner. Katy had booked a three bedroom suite at the hotel that was hosting the show.  A sprawling complex built in the Mexican adobe style with lavish gardens and water ponds, palms etc.  A really beautiful location.  We also purchased floor-space on the exhibition hall for the product demonstrations that we’d/she’d be providing.  All these preparations I left in Kathy’s most competent hands. I arranged for a few technical folks to attend the conference, sit in on the various seminars, provide speaking on technology issues and promote our companies name.  This was intended to bring folks to our booth for demo’s and quantify them to join us in the suite for cocktails/snacks (can’t spell hou’r doures)  and get a better insight into the capabilities of our products. 

Kathy is smart enough to dress appropriately in support of a sales effort without any prompting from me.  You know what I mean:  Nice short skirts, a bit of cleavage showing and a dazzling smile that her creator gave her.  Plus, the fact that she does an incredible effort to keep her figure, something to behold.  Tight lil belly, firm ass and tits that are to die for. 

Damn I sure would have liked tasting a bit of that!  Hell, more than just a bit!   Little did I know, that was all soon to come true. 

Her and I checked into the hotel two days before the show was to start in order to set up the display booth, distribute the mounds of literature, rehearse the product demo’s and contract with various suppliers for the hospitality evening in the suite. 

This particular show was expecting to have over 3000 attendees’ and we had hopes of nabbing 100-150 prospects joining us in the suite throughout the night.  Well, the night before the show was to start, we had finished our preparation and adjourned to the lobby bar for much needed “attitude adjustment”.  I.e. cocktails!  Now a lobby bar is a bit different than your typical lounge.  These are made for relaxing with a cocktail, quiet enough for talking and generally more genteel than normal.  Comfortable seating around low coffee tables.  We selected an empty table, took our seats and discussed all those last minute details that seem to crop up at the last minute.  Oh, I may have forgotten to tell you that Kath was wearing a nice little black mini topped by a sheer white silk blouse that allowed anyone to see the very lacy bra beneath.  Both of which were so sheer that in the proper light, you could see the darkness of her nipples.  After taking our seats adjacent to each other Kath crossed her legs, kicked off one of her high heels and started massaging her foot, complaining that she’d been on her feet all day and that she was sore.  Me, being the consummate gentleman, offered to give her a relaxing foot rub while we wound down from the day’s preparation.  She jumped at the chance, removed her other shoe and slid her chair so that it was facing directly at me.  She lifted up her legs and laid her feet on my leg, just above my knees.  I commenced my efforts, a firm grip on each foot, firm enough that it wasn’t ticklish but not too firm.  Then bending each toe, one at a time.  Just a slight flex that caused her to slouch even deeper in her chair.  Her slouch caused her skirt to ride up as more of her legs came into view.  She leaned back, closed her eyes and just kept murmuring “Don’t stop”.. While I don’t have a particular foot fetish I was enjoying the massage plus the view being afforded kept me quite interested in continuing.  It wasn’t long that it was obvious that she was wearing thigh high stockings and her panties were nothing more than a lace panel covering her pussy.  I couldn’t pass this up so I pulled out my cell phone and snapped a few pics of her incredible display.  She noted one of my hands stopping the massage and opened her eyes to see what I was doing and almost caught me taking the photos.  I was quick enough to feign talking on the phone so she resumed her pose, laying back in the chair, her eyes closed, continuing her lovely display.  After not more than 10 minutes with constant comments on how well it felt she shifted her feet till they were firmly nestled against my cock.  At this point it was like a steel pipe!  I quit massaging her feet as she took over massaging my cock with her stocking covered feet to the point that I was worried that I was going to cum right there! Thankfully she abruptly sat up and said that she needed to visit the ladies room.  Phew.. I almost violated my oath of “shitting in my backyard”..  As she was leaving, she indicated that she’d like another cocktail while she was gone.  So, of course I snagged a waitress and had them waiting for her return.  When she did return after what seemed like eternity (what takes a woman 15 minutes to pee?) she altered her seating so that she was half on her side, her legs once again on my lap.  Looking down those lovely legs I was fucking shocked to see a pair of moist lips peeking out from that skirt.  She looked me dead in the eye once again, gave off a playful smile and pressed a bit more firmly on my cock with her feet.   

As her feet reached higher up the length of my cock she finally reached the point where the tip of my cock had been nestled in my pants.  Her stocking covered toes must have felt the moistness of my pants where my pre-cum left a spot…. Once she found that spot she wrapped her toes on the very end of my cock, looking me straight in the eye with a huge smile on her face.  But… as luck would have it.. I noted a few other employees making their way to our table but not before snapping a few more pics up her skirt, showing off her pussy lips, a few more down her legs till reaching her feet stroking my dick. 

I was kind enough to let her know that we were about to be joined by a few of her co-workers in order to allow her to get somewhat decent.  With that she turned a bit red in the face and made her self somewhat presentable.  Once the newbies joined us at the table and I ordered some more drinks I noted that the guy that had just joined us was sitting directly across the table from Kat.  It was quite amusing to watch him slouch down in his seat in order to get a better view up Kat’s skirt.  I kept watching him to see his expression once he discovered that she was going commando!  His expression was, as the saying goes:  “Priceless”!    Well, chatting for the next hour or so about tomorrow’s strategy, the details of the hospitality suite/party after the meetings we all pretty much adjourned for the evening with me walking back to the suite with Kath.  Once we reached the suite she announced that she needed to get comfortable, kicked off her heels and went into her portion of the suite.  Once I heard the shower running I quickly emailed my new photos to my website, uploaded them into one of our presentations.  Then I picked up her cell phone, clicked on recent calls and got her husbands phone number.  I was building a case of insurance if things progressed in the manner I was hoping!

After about a half hour or so she re-emerged back into the main portion of the suite dressed in a floppy sweatshirt (San Diego Chargers if you need to know), a pair of slippers and what I was to eventually to find out, just a tiny lil thong beneath.

I grabbed a beer for myself, asked her if she’d like anything and received a request for a light wine, to which I quickly responded.  Taking a seat on the couch, firing up the lap top, I asked her to join me in a review of tomorrow’s presentation, a slide show of our product.  As she’s progressing thru the PPS the fifth slide came up and it was one of my photos of her up-skirt. With a bit of alarm, she looked at me and I told her to continue.  The next click on the laptop brought up a later photo of her in the same pose but without her panties…showing off her pussy lips.  This was followed by subsequent photos from her face, down to her legs, up her skirt then to her hose covered feet caressing my cock.  With an angry look on her face she asked me “What the fuck are you doing with my pics on here?!”  I told her that after the cocktail party tomorrow evening one particular client of ours had a request that she was going to fulfill!  He had asked for a special “show” featuring her!  She started to raise all kinds of objections and in fact demanded that I delete those photos until I flipped over to my email window.  There on email, was a message all queued to go out to her husband with her pics attached!  Then when she came out with “what kind of show?”, I knew I had her in position!  In fact, I’m betting she really didn’t have a problem with the way things were going. 

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It was a late in the year trip to the UK for a business meeting with the London division.  At the conclusion of the meeting I took three of the senior members of the staff down to the hotel dinning/lounge for a relaxing drink and to talk about next year’s business plan.  You can tell the guys that don’t get out often when they act like kids in a candy-store!  They were checking out every skirt in the place, making lewd comments about each woman’s feature and well, just being ass-holes.  It was all I could do just to sit with these guys when I took note of a table full of ladies just one table away behind me.  I slid my chair back so that I was even with one of the ladies and leaned back to offer an apology if my acquaintances were too loud or rowdy!  She leaned into me and whispered her appreciation for my concerns.  A quick glance down on my part and I was afforded a glimpse of lovely legs peeking out of a semi-short skirt.  I turned back to my table and made a somewhat lame excuse to my table mates and then turned my chair completely around and scooted my chair over to their table.  I introduced myself to the two ladies that were on either side of me and they in turn introduced themselves as Diane and Aileen.  I offered to buy their table a round of drinks in excuse for the boisterousness of my table.  Aileen was quick to take me up on my offer but Diane indicated that she rarely drank and would pass.  Aileen quickly chided Di and with my two cents managed to convince her to join us for just one cocktail.  So gin and tonics were ordered all around.  After we finished that round the other two ladies at the table indicated that they were due home and would be leaving.  Diane leaned over across me to tell Aileen that she too was ready to leave.  Aileen wouldn’t have anything to do with it and told her that Alex (Diane’s husband) would probably encourage her to stay and have a bit of fun!  She finally relented to one more cocktail.  Diane excused herself to visit the ladies room and while she was gone, Aileen leaned over and whispered in my ear “If you want to get in her panties we need to get her a bit drunk!”. Well, Aileen and I keep taking turns pouring parts of our cocktails into her glass at every opportunity, not letting her glass get empty.  After what could have been no longer than an hour Diane was beyond the point of feeling any pain!  At this point, Aileen leaned over me whispering into Diane’s ear.  Then she leaned back followed by Diane leaning into me, and whispered that Aileen suggested that we might like to dance.  Of course I took her up on her invite and we made our way to the dance floor.  Her staggering just a bit, me with one of her hands in mine, the other hand guiding her by her back just above that lovely ass.  Once in the middle of the dance floor we turned to each other, gave each other a smile and she stepped into my open arms.  Initially there was a bit of awkwardness between us but as the song progressed she started feeling more comfortable being in my arms or maybe it was the drink but she ended up resting her head against my chest.    I was tempted to pull her tight to me, allowing her to feel how much she had aroused me by letting my cock rest against her belly.  Worried about scaring her off, I resisted that urge and contented myself by inhaling the mixed scents of her hair and her perfume.   During that dance I saw Aileen speaking to one of the band members before making her way back to our table.  Once that song ended as we were leaving the dance floor a new song started.  I leaned into Diane and told her that they were playing my favorite song of all time and that we should turn back to the dance floor.  Imagine my surprise when she quickly agreed and added that it was also her favorite song!  Hotel California!  Now that song isn’t exactly the best song for a dance so what we basically ended up doing is stand in each others arms, swaying side to side.  Being once again careful of not scaring her off, I did my best to maintain some distance between us but do know that once or twice she had to have noted my arousal.  My hands just lightly stroked her arms, starting at her shoulders, sliding down to her elbows, then to her waist… sliding upwards just inches away from the side of her breasts.  Using all of my will power to resist my hands coming to her front, cupping those lovely tits. As I was lightly stroking her sides she kept murmuring that “she was a decent married lady and that we shouldn’t be doing this”!  I told her that there wasn’t anything naughty going on just a casual dance!  I then took her hands and had her wrap them around my neck, her face buried into my shoulder once again.  I so much wanted to lean down and caress her cheek with my lips and again resisted.  As we were “sorta” dancing, her arms around me the back of her skirt rode up giving those looking our way a lovely view of the bottom of her ass cheeks. I looked over to our table and saw Aileen returning a great big smile to me! Well all good things eventually come to an end as did the song.  As I let Diane lead the way off the dance floor I now got to see what caused Aileen to give off that big smile.  It seems that Diane’s skirt had caught and that the bottom of her butt cheeks was visible to all who happened to be seeing her backside.  Holding her chair out to reseat her she all but jumped out of her skin as she felt her bare bum come into contact with the coolness of the leather seat.  She started to arise to fix her skirt when Aileen leaned over and told her “don’t bother, everyone has already seen what you’ve got!”.  After not much more time, Diane was pretty much out of it by now and Aileen suggested that she and Di take a cab rather than attempt to drive.  I interrupted their plans by telling them that I’d give them a ride home and then come pick up Aileen in the morning to retrieve her car.  Aileen didn’t waste a second taking me up on that offer.

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 As I left off with us on the dance floor, me having hiked her skirt exposing her butt then tugging on her panties till they resembled a thong!

Wendi tried to rearrange her skirt to cover up but I managed to prevent her from doing anything about her show.  She did look over her shoulder to her husband and saw a huge grin on his face followed by a “thumbs up” gesture!  I just pulled her tighter to me making sure she could feel how hard she had made my cock!  I don’t know if it was in embarrassment or passion as she buried her head against my chest.  I suspect it was a result of passion as she started grinding her pussy against my leg.  The contact was even more intimate due to her skirt was now just wrapped around her waist!  Once the dance ended we made our way back to their table giving dozens of folks a nice view of her soaked panties covering her pussy.  Once re-seated, I again lifted one of her legs and placed it over my knee.  Looking around the room I noticed three businessmen at the next table were really enjoying the view.  I leaned over to Wendi and whispered in her ear that she had a few fans checking her out.  I told her to let Dan know of her fan-base.  She leaned over to whisper to Dan, causing her legs to gape open even wider.  Taking this opportunity, I reached under the table, grasped the edge of her panty at the crotch and pulled it aside, letting the 3 gents get a nice peek at the pussy.  While I was doing this the amount of moistness coming out of her pussy was making my hand and her thighs soaking wet!  Wendi reached down to try and cover up but I just pushed her hand away and then buried my hand against her pussy eventually sliding a finger between her lips.  A low gasp from her mouth followed by her sliding her hips forward trying to make harder contact with me.  At this time our waitress approached our table and leaned over to me and whispered “I love the show but you’ve got to stop it before you get into trouble”!  I told her ok, and slid Wendi’s panties back in place but did keep her leg draped over mine, continuing the show for the businessmen.  The waitress then set a new round of drinks in front of us and told us that they were complements of the three guys at the next table!  I told Dan and Wendi to extend a toast to the guys!  They returned our salute with a toast of their own.  I motioned that they should slide their chairs over to our table and join us!  That suggestion was quickly accepted.  For the next two hours we all took turns dancing with Wendi.  Each of us taking liberties, copping feels of her ass, her tits and even rubbing her slit while on the floor.  Close to closing time, I suggested that we adjourn the party to my suite.  Wendi started to protest, appealing to Dan when I told them both that they were too drunk to drive and that we needed to sober up for a while!  As we all made our way to the elevator, two of us holding Wendi upright, I reached over and completely unbuttoned her blouse, unclipped her front clasp of her bra allowing her tits to be free!  Once on the elevator I told Dan to reach underneath Wendi’s skirt and remove her panties which he promptly did!  Once we made it to the suite, I guided Wendi to the couch in the living area.  I had her bend over the back of the couch and flipped up her skirt exposing her cute little rose-bud.  With my foot, I nudged her legs open giving us all a very nice view of her swollen pussy.  As I dropped my trousers, freeing my cock I told one of the guys to get on the other side of the couch and feed her his cock while.  I started toying with her pussy with the head of my cock, letting her juices cover the head until I felt her thrust back, trying to get my cock inside her!  I said to myself, “what the fuck” and just buried myself till the base of my cock disappeared and my belly was flat against her ass. Meanwhile the other guy had grabbed her by the ears and was seriously pounding her mouth.  Dan started to dis-robe when I told him that he had some work to do.  He asked me what I meant so I told him that the two other guys needed to be prepped to go next!.  Again Dan asked what I meant so I told him that he needed to get their cocks out and then make sure they were hard enough to take over from me and the other guy once we were finished!  I told him to get on his knees, motioned the other two guys over to him and told Dan to undo their belts, then their zippers and lower their pants.  I could see Dan’s hand tremble as he followed my orders.  Once their cocks were free I saw him lick his lips in anticipation.  So here we are, me fucking Wendi from behind, another guy face fucking her and Dan on his knees, a cock in each hand.  Dan started alternating sucking each cock as I was getting close to blowing my load deep in Wendi’s cunt.  Once I saw that I had a replacement ready I let loose with one last hard thrust, filling her cunt with a mass of cum!  As my replacement was getting in position I called Dan over and told him that he needed to enjoy a creampie.  He eagerly got on his knees, grabbed her by the hips and buried his face between her pussy lips.. his tongue finding every crevice, licking every bit of my cum from her pussy. His efforts were having quite an effect on Wendi as she kept thrusting her backside against his face till finally she pulled her mouth off the guys cock and yelled that she was cumming!  The other guy then started stroking his cock just short of her mouth until he told her to open her mouth.  I swear he almost choked her as he let loose with his load causing her cheeks to bulge with the amount of cum he’d just let loose.  I then told Dan to go snowball Wendi.  When he told me he didn’t understand, I told him to go kiss his wife and share in her treat!    

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Yet another business trip but this time to an area of the country that I don’t normally visit that much.  The destination was Portsmouth, NH.  Not exactly a metropolis of the country.  Got off the jet, went to the bar to await the flux of passengers hitting the car rental and grabbed a cold one.  Sad to say, while it’s nice getting to see a whole lot of the country, it really sucks when you spend ½ your life in airports and strange hotels..     But.. it does have it’s attractions occasionally as your soon to hear about.  Well, a couple of cold ones, a trip to the car rental and off to the hotel I’ve booked. 

Upon check-in, a quick trip to my room to unload my luggage, I made a tour of the hotel to check out the nightlife and my options.  Whilst crossing the lobby I noted a pretty nice lounge.  There was a sign outside the entry advertizing the entertainment for the night which I noted as an arena of possibility for the evenings fun.  I thought I’d check it out and see if it felt right… Some places just make ya feel at home the others.. well  … on to more potentially fruitful waters.  This place felt just right with what I call a primo seat at the bar available.  You know, one that allows you to check out all the arrivals into the place as well as watch the rest of the place just in case something interesting came in.  Well after taking my seat, enjoying a few brews in walked this couple that couldn’t have looked more out of place as lounge goers.  They grabbed a table just a few yards away from the bar and awaited their wait-staff to take their order.  Now let me digress for a minute, she was a very nice looking lady, perhaps 5’4” or so.. maybe 115 lbs. and I’d guess about 34b or maybe C’s.  all in all someone that I’d enjoy and evening with!  Not being a shy guy, I beat feet over to their table, leaned in to introduce myself and offered them a drink if I could share their table!.  With just a bit of hesitation they took me up on my offer, introducing themselves in return as Dan and Wendie. 

Now we’re sitting at these tables that are about waist high with bar-stools for seating.  Just the right situation to show off her nice legs!  After a bit of chit-chat I found out that they normally don’t frequent clubs like this but that Wendie had spent the day at a seminar hosted at the hotel and that Dan had joined her after he got out of work and they decided to visit the lounge to wait out the rush-hour traffic. Well one drink turned into two then three then four till we were all feeling no pain.  About then the band had finished warming up and Wendie asked Dan if he’d like to dance.  Off they went to the dance floor as I ordered a new round of drinks. After a few dances they came back to our table and Dan asked me if I’d take over for him with wendie.  How the hell could I refuse of course!  So back out to the dance floor we went and had a nice time till the 2^nd song came on, a nice slow one.  I shrugged my shoulders, held my arms out to invite her to dance and she slid into my grasp like a long lost lover.  The smell of her hair, her perfume hit me like a ton of bricks, causing my cock to come to life.  I dropped my hand to her ass, pulling her tight against me till I finally felt her heat against my leg that was firmly against her cunt, knowing full well that she was feeling my cock against her belly.  That dance took me too close to messing my pants so at the end of it we made our way back to the table.  I helped her up on her chair and as she was getting situated, I reached over and undid one the two of the lower buttons of her skirt.  (It buttoned up the front with about 5 or 6 buttons).  She looked over at her husband Dan as I was doing this and all she got back from him was a weak kneed’d shrug.  Feeling a bit emboldened, I reached up to her blouse to free two buttons allowing her cleavage to come into view.  Again she looked over to Dan and got no response so then she turned to me and called me out as being a bit too naughty!  I told her that with a body like hers, it should be on display for everyone to see.  I told her to look around and note how many guys were checking her out.  Now Wendie was seated between her husband and I, her skirt now opened up enough for anyone to note that she was wearing thigh-high stockings and that her legs were to die for. 

She took a sip of her drink and as she was putting it down, I reached for her hand, dropped it beneath the table and directed it to my now rigid cock.  Her hand initially jumped back, a quick glance at her husband and then she resettled her hand on my cock.  Not to be outdone, I reached over to her exposed thigh, reached beneath her leg and lifted it up over my knee.  This gave anyone who looked our way a clear view of her panties that were pretty much see-thru.  A quick slide of my hand up her thigh met with a furnace of heat coming out of her pussy.  Some gentle stroking of her caused her to get so wet her pussy lips were visible thru her knickers.  After not more than a few minutes of playing with her it was obvious that she was having an orgasm.  I then took my hand away from her pussy, offered it to Dan to let him smell her cum and then offered it to Wendie for her to taste herself.  Things got quiet real quick after that so I asked Wendie for another dance and off we went.  One on the dance floor (another slow one) I arranged for Wendi to have her back to Dan.  As we danced my hands once again dropped to her butt, slowly hiking her skirt.  Then reaching down to grasp both sides of her panties and pulled them tight until I’d created a thong like look on her. 

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There will be a part 2 coming but she's too excited to wait on my efforts!

I just landed at the San Francisco airport with one of my business associates, picked up a rental car and made our way to the downtown area to check into the Fairmont hotel which was hosting our conference.  For those that have not been there, it’s a pretty upscale hotel overlooking the city center, at the top of Nob Hill.  Not exactly bargain basement pricing!  After checking I, I told my associate that I would meet him in the lobby bar for a much needed cocktail or two.. ok,, maybe 3 or 4.  Well, while reviewing what needed to be done before the next days functions I decided that my associate needed to review my presentations, make recommendations for change and that I’d be up to his room to review his efforts.  I also reminded him that he needed to ensure that my suite was ready for the next evenings hosting for selected business prospects!  That meant, a couple of cases of wine, five or six cases of beer, about 15 trays of hor dourves (spelling, I know) and a mixed selection of scotch/burbon etc.  Once he left for his room to commence work, I looked around the rest of the lounge and out into the lobby area.  A few minutes later, I noticed this fucking hot looking lady crossing the lobby and enter the gift shop!  I told the bar-tender to keep my tab open, left him my credit card and beat feet over to the gift shop to follow that lovely lady! 

I entered the shop and saw that she was at the back end of the store, browsing thru the various magazines and books.  I quietly approached her and when I was directly behind her, tapped her on the shoulder to indicate I needed to reach for a book that was just in front of her!  That tap on the shoulder caused her to jump much like she stepped on a hot wire!  Well it turned out she had been holding a soda or something and her reaction caused her to let it fall to the floor!  After much apologizing, I got her to agree to let me buy her a drink in the lounge to make up for my / our accident! 

That apologizing drink turned into two then three until I lost track of how long we had been there!  By then the lounge band was warming up so I convinced her to join me in the lounge proper where they had a dance floor surrounded by tables and a few horseshoe shaped booths.  As we settled into one of the booths the dress she was wearing rose quite a bit up her legs giving me what I think is a view of a woman’s best asset!  Her long lovely legs….and a peak up the dress to note she was wearing dark thigh high hose and had white panties on.  I couldn’t have selected her outfit any better.  After a few more drinks I asked her to dance.  We came together on the dance floor like we had been lovers for years rather than someone we’d only met hours ago.  She melted into my arms, my hands on her back, pulling her closer into me.  When her belly came into contact with my crotch area, she looked up at me and let me know she had found my hard cock pleasantly nestled against her.  She gave further approval when I felt her crotch straddle my leg, allowing me to feel the heat emanating from her pussy.  I thought for sure there would be a wet spot on my trouser leg at the end of the dance.  Once back at our table/booth we continued touching each other.  My hand on her thigh, reaching up beneath her dress.  Her hand on my thigh, stroking it back and forth coming just a hair away from the bulge in my pants.  I couldn’t take the teasing any longer and reached down between us, grabbed her hand and laid it directly atop my rock hard cock!  I took my hand off and resumed playing with her panty covered pussy underneath her dress… till finally I just had to feel how tight she was.  I nudged her panty aside and inserted just the tip of one finger into her.. I swear that would be all she would be able to take she was that tight!  At this point we both knew we better adjourn to more private settings so off we were to my suite.  We barely made if off the elevator with our clothes intact, got the room door opened and started undressing each other.  Once we were both naked, right in the foyer, I reached down to her butt cheeks, lifted her up off the floor till her pussy was right over the end of my cock.  As I lowered her onto me, a whimper of pain or excitement came out of her mouth followed by an animal like groan as I lowered her even more until I was buried completely in her.  That velvety wetness, the heat of her cuntal wall were just taking me over the top.  With all the teasing, the dancing and our excitement it didn’t take more than a few minutes until we both were moaning with our first orgasms.  I slowly lifted her off me, my cock leaving her pussy making a slight pop.  Followed by a few dribbles of our cum leaking out onto her legs.  I just had to get a photo of her leaning against the hotel door, her completely naked, our cum clearly visible on her pussy lips and on her legs.  I grabbed my camera phone and was about to take a pic when she tried to cover up, claiming she was married and didn’t want to ever take a chance that her husband would see her like that.  I reassured her and told her it was just for me.   After more than a dozen shots of her, some close-ups of her face, her pussy, he tits we both thought that a shower would be in order to clear some of the fog from the alcohol.  We took turns with the soap on each other, me paying special attention to her lovely tits (34C?) and her making sure my cock was as clean as could be.  Once finished with the shower I told her I’d be in the master bedroom and to come join me when she was done in the bathroom!  I quickly ran to the bedroom, set my laptop atop a dresser, turned on the web-cam that was attached and angled the camera toward the end of the bed.  I then took a seat at the end of the bed, my cock pointing straight at the ceiling until she came out with just a towel wrapped around her.  She came over and stood between my legs as I reached out and tugged her towel off.  I reached her hand, tugged on it and indicated she needed to get on her knees between my legs.  She wrapped both hands around my shaft and started licking the head of my cock.. She was almost in a worship mode.  Her tongue swirling around the head.. then down the length of my shaft… terminating with her mouth sucking in my balls….