[M]y con[F]erence experience with a colleague.

About a year back, I attended a well-known conference (8,000-9,000 attendees) with several of my colleagues. The conference was held in a prominent hotel where most go for vacation.

 

My colleagues and I get along quite well; however, we mainly socialize at work and work functions with little non-work related interactions making the following interactions much more surprising.

 

There aren't a lot of female in my career field and especially attractive females are much more rare. One of my colleagues (referred to as Hette) is just that: very smart, extremely personable, and incredibly attractive (approximately 66 inches tall, blonde-brown mix hair, deep blue eyes, and great figure). Hette is slightly younger than I and had little work and travel experience when assigned to my area. She was initially assigned to several of my projects so I could begin to introduce and integrate her into our custom processes. Subsequently, we've traveled together quite a bit, but have limited interaction to work matters until this trip.

 

[DAY 0]  

This specific conference, our group decided to abandon work efforts when the day was over and simply enjoy ourselves. We arrived the night before the conference started and went to dinner as a group. Hette sat next to me. As usual, we were joking with the rest of the group, but I noticed she would focus on me when something leaned more toward the sexual side. I couldn't decide if my mind was playing tricks or if what I perceived was real. After dinner half the group broke away and went back to the hotel; however, six of us including Hette ended up at a small music bar. Everyone decided to have drinks and listen to the music.

 

After a few songs Hette wanted to dance. There were already several other female on the floor, so Hette moved out to the center and began to move to the music. She was wearing a long ankle length dress that clung to her body and displayed her figure perfectly. The way was she moved was simply addicting and seductive. I've always considered her attractive (being smart and personable adds to the allure), but that night she really caught my attention. She danced a song or two then pulled me onto the floor for a slower song. We bantered humorously back and forth while dancing until a member of the group announced they were ready to leave. Travel arrangements were heated for a few minutes and everyone decided to leave. After the short walk, we parted, as I did not make reservations in time to stay at the same hotel. I was a block away. She continued walking with the others back to their hotel. The night was over.

 

[DAY 1]  

The first day of the conference, Hette kept popping back into my mind. I wondered if I was reading into things, but couldn't help thinking about her actions the night before. Halfway through the day, Hette approached and introduced me to another female (referred to as Li) she had met that morning. They were in the same functional area and decided to "team up" for the rest of the conference. Li was also a beautiful person. She was of Asian descent, tall (maybe 71 inches), and energetic. She accompanied us at lunch and I talked with her for most of the time. I learned Li was also smart and held an enjoyable conversation. As we made our way back to the conference area, Hette jokingly pushed me and asked if I enjoyed getting all Li's attention. I returned the humor and stated Hette was simply jealous. In response, Hette smiled, stated "a little", winked, and headed off with Li. It took a full five seconds before I registered the exchange. Needless to say, I was more curious than before.

 

Hette called just as I was leaving my final talk for the day. She asked about the group plans. We decided to call select members of the group (those not so eager to turn-in early the previous night) and arrange to meet around six thirty for dinner. Dinner went almost identical to the night before: Lots of humor, lively conversation, and increased focus from Hette when the topic even hinted at anything sexual.

 

Following dinner, we ended up at a small pub with lots people and fairly loud music. As before, we listened to a few songs then Hette decided she wanted to dance. She obviously enjoyed this style of music more. She alternated dancing with having a bit of her drink. Most of her dances were solo; however, there were several other men and women who took turns dancing with her as well. After about two hours, her dancing was getting to me. She was consistent in making eye contact even from across the floor. During her solo dances, I noticed her periodically checking my direction. I couldn't be sure, but it looked as if she was ensuring I was looking.

 

When not dancing we were joking around, so I decided to start casually flirting. She caught on and took the flirting to the next level. I now knew my mind was not playing tricks. I knew the flirting was directed and intentional. That continued until the band unexpectedly announced the last live song. Time had quickly passed. We had been there for several hours and Hette was flying. I walked her back to her hotel room and we flirted the whole way. Sometime during the walk, I decided I would make sure she was in her room and immediately go to mine. I didn't want to confuse genuine attraction with the effects of alcohol. As she went inside, I told her good night and quickly walked away. I heard her door close after several steps down the hall. Why had she waited so long to close the door? Had I just made a major mistake?

 

[DAY 2]  

I didn't sleep well the previous night. I couldn't help thinking I just blew it. To make it worse, I didn't see Hette the entire morning. I finally received a call from her just before lunch. She was bringing Li and wanted to avoid the crowd since they had to get back early. I couldn't help but stand a bit taller when walking into the restaurant with these two beautiful women. Lunch conversation was fun and engaging but largely uneventful. We headed back to the conference. We ran into others in our group on the way back. Conversations split between the group and I overheard Hette tell another that she was tired from the previous night and would likely skip out on us tonight. I was more than disappointed. Maybe I had read too much into her actions. As we continued toward the conference, I joked with Li about getting Hette to take her to hear some music. Li stated she didn't really get into the pub/bar scene, but would be open going to a restaurant with a band. Hette just shrugged it off. I knew at that point, I had missed my opportunity. I didn't feel bad about my decision, but I was extremely disappointed.

 

I didn't get a call from Hette before I headed to my room for the day. I wasn't really surprised. I took a shower and decided to get some work done. A few from the group texted they were staying in, so I didn't need to come up with some lame excuse. Around eight o'clock Hette texted and asked what I was doing. We exchanged several text and I learned her area was done a bit early. She decided to get a few hours of sleep before heading out! She wanted to get something to eat and asked if I would join. I was ecstatic. We met in her hotel lobby and ventured out for food.

 

Dinner went well. We joked, talked, flirted a bit (nothing like the previous two nights), and started back toward the hotel. At one point someone collided with her spilling his drink on Hette's coat. She was holding and not wearing, but it was soaked just the same. Due to travel frequency I get room upgrades almost every trip so I mentioned my suite had a washer and dryer she could use, if it wasn't dry clean only. She accepted and we headed to my hotel. Once at the hotel, I flipped on the TV and added the provided detergent to the washer. There were drinks stocked in the fridge, so I offered her a drink and told her she had free reign on whatever she needed. I sat on the couch and tried to look nonchalant while she placed here coat in the wash.

 

[DAY 2 Hotel]  

Hette then sat next to me on the couch, took the remote, and started flipping through the channels. I joked about being a "couch commando" but relaxed and waited for her to choose a program. While changing channels, she passed through a few displaying random nudity, sexual encounters, and explicit scenes. My stomach immediately tightened, as I was almost positive she paused on one a bit longer than others. I don't remember what she decided on. At this point, I'm running multiple scenarios through my mind. I'm not sure how to play this situation. I look over at Hette and catch her turn away. I decide to go all in and make a joke about the spill. "It's a shame he didn't soak all your clothing". She laughed, and stated "Don't you wish". We sat in silence for what seemed to be an hour but was actually about ten seconds. Then she said she would get that drink now and went to the fridge. I followed her, partly because I didn't know what to do, and partly because I just wanted to watch her walk. Did I just make this awkward? I boldly went out on the ledge, but now she's stuck with me until here coat is done. I decided to give her an out. I offered to finish her coat if she didn't want to wait. No response.

 

She grabbed a drink and then headed into the adjacent room (the bedroom) stating she wanted to check out the suite. I’ve seen too many movies so almost choked when she asked if I had been in the hot tub. I reluctantly stated I had not. I decided following her may be a bit much, so I walked back through the living area to enter the room from the opposite doorway. As I turned into the room, we were standing face-to-face. I had barely realized how close we were when she kissed me. I immediately felt the adrenaline rush through my body. I began to return her kiss and allowed my hands to roam around her back and bottom. In a flash Hette removed her top and returned to our kiss. I'm lost in the moment, acutely aware that we are standing in the bedding area of my hotel room with our bodies (hers partly dressed) pressed together.

 

Hette unbuttoned my shirt. We are now both topless, save her bra, standing next to my bed. I cautiously reach to unhook her bra with my right hand. Almost in sync she reached down and began to take off my belt. I slide her bra down her arms and began to kiss around her ear, side of her neck and top of her shoulders. I was unbelievably excited by then and Hette was unbuttoning my pants, so I broke away from the kiss and walked around her. She was wearing a pair small panties (not thong but bikinish) and had the most beautiful ass I've ever seen. I press the front of my body against her back and reach around to caress her stomach (I learned a long time ago not to go directly to any erogenous zones). While kissing her neck and shoulders, I slid my hands up her arms, down her sides, and across her abs before opening the clasp on her pants. I'm careful not to touch her front while unzipping her pants. I then have to help her pants down to fall to the floor. I let my hands roam over her hips and the upper portions of her legs. She tightened her grip on my arms. All I want was to make her crave the next touch.

 

I turn her around. As she steps out of her pants, I run my fingers over the inside of her thighs. I notice her shudder. She initiates another kiss and this time I give in completely. I grab her by the back and ass and began to press my body into hers. I'm not exactly sure how, but we end up laying on the bed deep into this passionate kiss. We are in this position for several minutes before I began to kiss her down the front of her neck. I make every effort to kiss every inch of her neck, shoulders, arms, and sides before moving to her breast. Until now I haven't touched her breast but realize how full they are. I began to kiss around her left breast in circles slowly working toward the center. Hette was grasping the back of my head and neck and I can hear her breathing heavily. As I reached her nipple, I began sliding my tongue across the tip and applying just a bit of suction with my lips. I work my tongue and lips in reverse between her breast and perform the same actions on her right breast.

 

Hette was quietly encouraging me with soft moans and the occasional gasp. Her breathing was turning me on like I've never been. I began to work my lips down her right side. I kiss her right side and abs before making a sweep to her left side. I follow with a short trail to her center and began long circles around her belly button. She was writhing beneath my weight, breathing heavily, and starting to gasp more often. I ever so slowly start a trail down to the top of her panty line then move slowly to her left hip and to her right. I finally place my fingers under her panty line at the hips just to get a grip, but this has a crazy effect on her. She lets out a loud moan and pushes herself toward me. I want to give her what she wants but resist. I want to ensure she completely satisfied before the night is over.

 

As I began to pull her panties lower, I trail the panty line left to right with my lips and tongue. As I got low enough to expose the top of her pubic mound, I purposely "skip" over this area. A few inches lower and Hette starts whimpering a bit when I skip over her exposed mound. I continue trailing down her legs alternating between the left and right as well as inside thigh and outside thigh. Once I reach her feet, I casually tickle her feet to throw her body off. She let out a major gasp. She enjoyed it! Retracing my steps, I began to kiss back up her legs slowly pushing them further apart as I ascended. I paused to pay special attention to her inner thighs. I quickly learned she loved my lips trailing up the inner portion and back down to her knee ( soft portion just on the inside back). After a few minutes exploring her reactions, I slide my tongue up through the sensitive area between her right thigh and pubic mound. Hette was now pulling my head toward her opening, but I resist. I cross the top of her pubic mound and back down through the same sensitive area on her left.

 

As I trailed back down her inner thigh, I position myself so that I can easily sit still for several minutes. I then move directly to her labia. I flatten my tongue and lick up the left side as slow as possible. Hette says something but it's barely audible. I quickly ask her to repeat herself and then perform the same on her right side. The second time was clear. Hette asked, "Please lick my pussy". This was like fueling the fire for me as Hette jokes a lot but is not overly vulgar! I pressed by tongue just inside here pussy and started long slow passes up and down her inner lips, careful not to make it all the way to the top. I used by hands to bend her knees a bit further up and out and began alternating between long strokes of my tongue and short dips inside her. She was now gyrating her hips and trying to press her pussy down onto my tongue. Deciding to gauge her reaction, I let my tongue drop to her ass during one of my long strokes.

 

She let out a higher pitch gasp but began to grind down on my tongue again. She really liked it. I continued this for maybe five minutes before letting a long stroke make it all the way to her clit. Hette's entire body stiffened. She arched her back, grabbed at my head with one hand, and I could see her pulling at her nipple with the other. Her body was stiff for a good twenty seconds then she shuddered and dropped her ass back to the bed. I pulled away and began gently kissing her thighs. Hette just lay there for a few seconds before saying "WOW".

 

She didn't say anything else so I just stayed in position for another thirty seconds or so before moving my fingers up and down her pussy. She kept jumping so I knew she was sensitive, but I wasn't done. After getting my fingers slightly damp from her release, I softly began moving the tip of my middle finger in and out of her pussy. As sensitive as she was, I expected some protest or pause. Hette surprised me by spreading her legs even further apart. Once my finger was completely inside her, I began to gauge her reaction to my movements. There were several movements I could tell she really enjoyed.

 

I began to move my finger in and out of her pussy, stopping every few thrust to curl it upwards toward her G-Spot. I would periodically stop and move my entire finger up toward her abs a few times before returning to the rhythm. I could see it was driving her to an even bigger orgasm. I continued this for another five or six minutes before placing my tongue back on her clit. As I started licking, suckling, and gently rolling her clit in my lips, Hette started moaning loudly. I was about to push her over again. I timed my next finger stroke to include a second finger. She was so wet it didn't throw off the rhythm at all. Her moans began to be intermingled with the word "yes". Each time the "yes" was a bit louder until her body again tightened for at least thirty seconds before violently shaking and collapsing to the bed.

 

Hette lay on the bed while I resumed slowly kissing her thighs. My plan was to try that once more with alternations between my fingers and tongue. Hette had other plans. She sat up on her elbows and watched my kiss her thighs for a few moments. Then moved off the right side of the bed and around to the foot. I now see her complete body nude for the first time and realize she isn't just beautiful. She is absolutely stunning. As she reached toward me, she grabbed my pants and slid them off. As she did this she smiled in a way that I know she's up to something. She began to "return the favor" by slowly peeling my boxers off my body and avoiding any area that she perceives is more sensitive than others. I'm standing at attention. I'm no porn star, but I'm very proud of what I do have. Hette seemed to approve.

 

I was really looking forward to feeling her lips slide down my cock and admit I was a bit disappointed when she straddled my legs and started kissing my chest. I pulled her toward me and started to kiss her again. My erection was pinned between her pussy and my stomach. As we kissed Hette began to slide her pussy up and down my shaft grinding her clit at the end of the stroke. It's driving me crazy and she's starting to really get into it. On one long stroke she slid up to far and the head of my cock slid in her pussy on the down stroke. She visibly enjoyed the feeling, but immediately pulled off. I got the message and reached over to the nightstand. I pulled a condom out of my daypack. Hette wasted no time in helping and placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy as soon as it was on. She paused and slowly slid down my shaft. I know she was doing the same thing I was in watching my reaction.

 

Hette began to slowly rise and fall on my shaft. It took her a few strokes to take the full length, but began a steady rhythm. She would alternate between sitting up straight, reclining back resting her hands on my legs, and leaning forward to kiss me. She kept this position for a while; in fact I was surprised she didn't tire out much more quickly. On one of her reclining moments, I reached down to rub her clit while she worked her body up and down my shaft. I barely touched her clit before she frantically started repeating "OH MY GOD" then convulsed on my shaft. She had stopped moving and I could feel her constricting around me. This almost sent me over the edge as well. Luckily, she rolled off. The next words were another unexpected phrase. Hette simply stated, "Come fuck me". That's all the encouragement I needed.

 

I positioned myself between her legs while she drew her knees up just a bit. I slowly slid the head of my cock into her pussy. The first few strokes in, Hette asked me to take it easy. I set into a slow steady rhythm pushing in until about two inches of my shaft were left exposed and withdrawing until I could feel the head pulling against Hette's opening. I kept this pace for quite a while often shortening the strokes for variation. Eventually Hette told me to go faster. After just a few seconds she also requested I go deeper. I started long, full strokes at about twice the speed as before. Hette started breathing erratically, dropped her head back, and her body started to convulse violently. I was considered stopping as it looked as if she had passed out; however, she started the familiar chant "OH MY GOD". After ten to fifteen seconds of chanting, her entire body tightened and released.

 

I didn't move in attempts to give her time to recuperate. Hette lay still for another few seconds. Then she surprised me for the hundredth time that night. She pulled out from under me, rolled onto her knees, and stated, "Fuck me from behind". I quickly positioned myself and slid into her pussy. Started slow, but quickly realized she still wanted me faster but not quite as deep. I was as aroused as I had ever been. I could actually feel myself grow and pulse inside her with each stroke. Hette began to moan and almost instantly started her chant. Amongst her chant she actually wanted me to go deeper! I lifted her ass, pushed her knees together, and stood up while still inside her. I leaned over her and placed one hand on the wall and kept the other on her hip for leverage. I began to give her everything I had. I heard her gasp the word "ouch" and stopped for a moment; however, she told me it was a mix of pain but actually felt great and didn't want me to stop. I continued. After two or three minutes Hette blurts out "Fuck, I'm going to cum again". This starts reactions throughout my body. My body starts to get tense, I can feel my muscles strain, and I feel the tightening at the base of my cock. I'm trying my best to hold back. At that moment Hette pushes up on her toes and began to yell out "YES" over and over. That sends me over the edge. My orgasm lasted nearly as long as Hette's. I wanted to stay inside her for a few more seconds, but as she went limp I slid out of her pussy.

 

I went to take off the condom and clean up. I halfway expected Hette to be getting dressed when I walked back in. She was dozing off. I told her she could stay and head back in the morning. I set the alarm for an hour earlier than normal so I could walk her to her hotel before others starting heading downstairs.

 

There is a day 3, but it will have to wait until a later time.

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