Mike and Jess are away at a conference

Mike stood at the bar cooly sipping on his scotch-on-the-rocks. He checked his watch, his date was running late, he hadn’t heard from her yet. He glanced around nervously, though he didn’t know why: he was far from home.

Mike looked at the clock behind the bar. It was late, even later at home. He pulled out his phone and checked his messages.

“I’ll be down soon XOXO” was the last message he received. He scrolled up in the conversation, then a set of nudes appeared from earlier in the day. They were of a dark-haired woman, topless in the mirror. Mike hastily shut his phone, hoping nobody noticed.

He shifted uncomfortably; a bead of hot sweat ran down his back. He scratched his short dark beard. The dark sport coat he was wearing wasn’t his favorite, but he only had space for two in his luggage, and the other he wore at the conference today.

Mike looked up and saw Jessie approaching him. He blue skirt swirled around her long, shapely legs as she walked. Her top was a flowing light blue shirt with a V-neck. As she walked up to him, her long dark hair caught the light.

“Hey Mike,” she said, touching his hand, “sorry I’m late, was stuck on the phone.”

Mike nodded understandingly. Jessie ordered a martini. She kept glancing around at the patrons of the restaurant.

“Noone else is here from the conference… right Mike,” she asked, taking his hand in hers. Her face betrayed a nervousness to him. She held his hand lightly, rubbing the small pale dent on his ring finger.

“No I already checked. Besides we’ll never see them again after we fly back to Denver.”

“You’re right Mike, I guess I’m just… nervous.”

“I get it Jess,” he said, “we can leave after this drink,” he assured her. She nodded and sipped her martini.

“What’d you think of today,” asked Jess, changing the subject.

“Oh, well fine. Boring. These out-of-town conferences are all the same really. This is your first, right?”

“Yeah, it is,” she said, smiling, “since I started a couple months ago, before I worked for you that is, I was really just writing reports. I was hoping to come along, it’d be boring at the office without you.”

“I was glad I got Jackie and Steve to agree to send you. Travelling alone is no fun.”

“Like you don’t have other… Friends, you could travel with Mike,” she said, giving him a playful shove, but letting her hands linger on him for a second.

“Friends, but not um, friends you know?”

“OH c’mon,” teased Jess, “you don’t have a girlfriend in every town?”

“No I uh, I don’t usually do this,” he said, suddenly feeling a pang of guilt. He felt like that’s what he was supposed to say, even though it was true, coming out of his mouth it sounded asinine.

“Really? With the making sure I’m on the trip, the hotel rooms next to each other, the dinners, you didn’t plan all that? I’m grateful don’t get me wrong,” she said, smiling at him, her hand lingering on his.

“I uh, no, I mean I don’t usually do this except with you Jess. I need you here, you’re an important member of my team. Plus I um… I enjoy our time together.”

Jess giggled.

“Me too Mike,” she said, finishing her martini.

“Want to head… upstairs Jess?”

“Yeah, let’s go,” she said, stepping away from the bar, leading him lightly by the hand. He followed, admiring her pert, round butt in her tight blue skirt as she walked.

With a ‘ding’ the elevator doors opened, and they got on. As soon as the doors slid shut, Jess turned to Mike and pulled him in for a kiss. Their tongues swirled in each other’s mouths.

Mike’s hand slid down and grabbed her ass through her skirt, pulling her into the kiss. They broke away as the elevator shuddered to a stop and ‘dinged’ again.

“How about your room?” asked Mike as they got off the elevator on the tenth floor. He shifted his legs as he walked, feeling his dick at half-mast in his pants. Jess noticed, he saw her looking and lick her lips. His cock twitched with anticipation.

Jess fumbled with the key-card, but after a couple attempts, the door’s small light blinked green and clicked.

She led him into her hotel room. It smelled like her perfume; sweet and floral. Mike took off his sport coat as she walked over to the table and dropped her purse. She turned, a new look in her eyes, sultry, seductive.

“I want you Mike,” she purred as she walked slowly over to him, undoing the buttons of her shirt and accentuating the cure of her hips as she did so, “do you want me? Do you want your secretary all to yourself baby?”

A tingle of desire crept up Mike’s spine. He felt his member twitch in his pants. Jess was close to him now, she tugged the shirt off, pressing her black-lingerie-clad breasts against his chest. The smell of her perfume hung around her neck.

“It’s been a busy busy trip baby,” she whispered in his ear, “let your secretary take care of you baby.” Her hands dropped to his waist and started undoing his belt.

Jess dropped to her knees in front of him and unzipped his pants. Mike felt his breath catch in his chest, his body tingled with excitement as her warm hand slid into his pants and touched his cock. A groan of excitement escaped his lips.

“I’m your whore tonight baby,” she moaned as she pulled his erection out of his underwear. He felt her warm breath on his member. She ran her hands through his dark pubic hair, then wrapped around his shaft and started stroking slowly.

“You like that baby,” she asked, looking up at him as she stroked him slowly, his cock inches from her face.

“Mhmhmm yeah,” he groaned. He wanted nothing but her wet mouth around his cock, to take it all, but she teased him for a bit, stroking him with an almost pleading innocence in her eyes. Her thumb strayed to his cockhead, smearing the beaded precum over his head.

Mike groaned. With one motion, she slid Mikes cock into her mouth, causing him to grab her shoulder, suddenly weak in the knees with pleasure. She started sucking quickly, the brown hair bobbed in front of him. The room was silent but for his groans and the rhythmic slurps.

“You’ve wanted this for so long haven’t you baby,” she moaned, brushing her hair aside so he could watch her take his cock deep into her throat.

“Gaaa, fuuuck yeah baby, uhh, I wanted this so bad.” She elicited a moan. Without breaking strike, took her hands off him to undo her bra and let it fall to the floor between them. She slid him out of her mouth with a ‘pop’ and looked up at him, the innocence still in her eyes whiles she slowly licked his throbbing cock.

“That’s what (slurp) you wanted isn’t it mmm,” she moaned as she worked. “To have me, allll (slurp) all to yourself.” Her lips slid around the tip of his cock, then he took him as deep, taking almost him almost entirely in her throat.

He groaned again. She gagged and withdrew him from her mouth for a moment to recover, a string of precum and saliva trailed from her lips.

“Mmm that’s exactly what you wanted wasn’t it baby? Take your sexy little whore of a secretary on a big trip and have your way with her,” she pouted, looking into his eyes, and gently licking his cock. She had her skirt hiked up, and her other hand was under her panties.

She was right of course. He watched her as she stroked him; Saliva ran down her lips, her lipstick and eyeliner smeared, her hair mussed. She looked every part the whore she said she was, and she was all his. His cock twitched with the feeling of power he felt.

Jess stood up after giving his cock a last lick. Her tits weren’t big, Mike guessed b-cup, but they were perky. Her little pale nipples were stiff and inviting. He pulled her close and sucked on her left, while her felt her hands were working the buckle on her dress. It dropped to the floor and her hands came up to his head holding him on her tit as she moaned.

“Mmm feel how wet I am baby. Feel how wet your secretary is… Boss.”

His hand travelled down to her thin black thong and slid the wet cotton aside. His index finger parted her lips, causing her to moan in his ear.

“No quickies in the office at lunch break this time baby, aahhhh…” she trailed off as his finger slid inside her. “You, mmmm, you get to-to take your time with me,” she panted.

He withdrew his fingers from her quaking pussy and put them in his mouth, savouring her taste. She pulled her lacy thong off and stood naked in front of him. Her long hair hung down her breasts. Mike noticed a small tattoo near her naval and realized he’d never seen her entirely naked before. Her pussy was smooth but for a little dark stripe of pubic hair.

Jess walked slowly over to the side of the bed and climbed on. She got on her hands-and-knees and presented her round ass to him with a jiggle.

“Take me baby, take my cunt,” she moaned. As Mike pulled off the last of his clothes, she positioned herself so that he had good view, and access, to her pussy and puckered pink asshole. Mike had never heard her talk like this before. Every other time together there’d always been a reason to be quiet and secretive.

He got behind her and started rubbing his cock over her slick entrance, causing her to moan and gyrate her hips, trying to find his cock with her pussy. He gave her ass a firm smack. It was louder than he thought.

“Ohhh! Mmmm,” she gasped, surprised but seemed to enjoy it. A red handprint showed on her ass. He slid his cock to her entrance, and slowly pushed inside her.

“Ohhhh fuck yeah, fuck my lil’ cunt baby, fuck meee,” she cried out as he started thrusting into her. Within ten seconds Mike felt her pussy tighten and clamp on his cock.

“Ohh fuck you’re so tight,” he groaned. His hands were on her hips, pulling himself deeper into her. With he thrust she twerked her hips and pushed back, driving his cock deeper with each thrust.

“Oh God, oh fuuuuuck,” screamed Jess, her arms collapsing so that her shoulders fell to the mattress. Her pussy started to pulse again, like a wet vice clamping on his cock. “You’re… you’re… aaaaah, so, so much better than my boyfriend,” she screamed out as another orgasm ripped through her.

He felt his crotch soak with her squirt. The cum was rising in him now, he could feel his balls tighten and his heart quicken. He pulled out of her soaking wet pussy, and she rolled over and moved to his cock, knowing what he wanted.

No sooner had she taken wet cock in her hand did he start to cum. A guttural roar escaped his lips and he started to pulse, barely able to keep his eyes open to see his cum hit her face. She jerked his cock with one hand, the other at her crotch, violently fingering herself.

As soon as he stopped pulsing, she engulfed his cock in her mouth, causing him to gasp. He watched her work, her cheeks and chin splattered with his hot load, her lips wrapped around his messy dick, slurping loudly while she sucked licked it clean. She continued until he gasped out that it was too sensitive, then with a happy expression, she wiped the semen off her face with her fingers and sucked them clean.

They collapsed in the bed next to each other. They winced and lay in silence as one of their phones buzzed somewhere for a while and then went silent. While Mike lay there still gasping, Jess stood up and walked over to the fridge, pulled out a bottle of champagne and grabbed a couple plastic cups.

She popped the bottle and poured some for each of them. They toasted and took sips.

“That was just round one baby,” teased Jess. Mike could still see with satisfaction a sheen from his load on her face. He was ready to go all night.