The Business Trip

“No, honey,” Veronica sighed into the phone. At the other end a voice babbled excitedly. “I told you, I’m away on business. Tomorrow night, okay?”

Her husband grumpily agreed and allowed Veronica to hang up and head back into the restaurant. She and Chris were trying for a baby. They were trying so hard that they’d taken to fucking at any possible opportunity, which was great, but she was beginning to think that Chris was simply enjoying the feeling of power that came with ‘breeding’ her.

From what he’d said on the call, her trip to this business expo had thrown a spanner into his plans for the evening.

“Chris forgotten you were away?” Charlie grinned as she slid back into her seat. He was her assistant, now apprentice, who had begged with an embarrassing amount of desperation to come on this trip. She’d relented pretty quickly; these trips could be boring and Charlie was a cheeky entertainer, so she thought he might make good company.

“You know my husband too well,” she smiled. She took a sip of wine as she examined the dessert in front of her: a fudgy, chocolate brownie topped with juicy raspberries.

“He must hate not getting to spend a night with you.”

Veronica shrugged. “He’ll enjoy the peace and quiet.”

Charlie shook his head as he swallowed a spoonful of sundae. “Nah, us boys like it loud.”

Veronica nearly choked. “Charlie!”

“Sorry, I forgot this was a work meal,” he said with a sly smirk that burned into Veronica’s mind.

Maybe it was the wine, but Veronica felt pretty relaxed. She waved her spoon dismissively. “We’re off the clock. Anyway, it’s more than likely the neighbours who’ll be enjoying the peace.”

Charlie snorted as he took his turn trying not to choke. As he wiped a tear from his eye he leant back in his chair, “You’ve met your match then.”

Veronica shrugged. Chris was good in bed, she couldn’t really complain, but there were some things she wished he’d do more. She glanced up and saw Charlie watching her with a knowing squint.

“He’s not hitting the bullseye! What’s he missing?”

“He’s not missing anything,” Veronica pouted as she tried too hard not to act awkward.

“Small dick?”

“No!”

“Keeps calling out his sister’s name?”

Veronica clasped her face in despair. “What the fuck?”

“It could happen, I’m just trying to help,” Charlie teased. “We’re friends, open up to me.”

Veronica’s face scrunched up. She never really talked about her sex life with people and she knew Chris would be mortified.

But the wine had really kicked in.

“He doesn’t…” she tailed off as she gestured to her mouth.

Charlie’s eyes widened and he dropped his cutlery dramatically, causing half the restaurant to turn and inspect the clatter. “Why the fuck not?”

Veronica shrugged and finished of her raspberries. It was as frustrating for her as it was shocking for Charlie. Sometimes dick just wasn’t enough.

“Damn,” Charlie was shaking his head. “I could eat pussy for hours.”

Veronica was blushing now and she spoke quietly as she tried not to look at Charlie. “I wish my husband shared your enthusiasm.”

“Seriously, I don’t even need to fuck. Just feeling a girl rubbing herself, all wet and moaning… Fuck I’m hard just thinking about it.”

“Charlie!” Veronica gasped. “We’re at dinner.” She hoped he couldn’t tell she was squeezing her thighs together under the table.

“So?” His voice was a low pur. “I love making women cum, I’m not ashamed. Maybe I’ll get some of the ladies here horny. I’ll just have to let them know that my room door will be unlocked.”

“Hoping for a visitor, then?” Veronica teased.

Charlie looked into her eyes and grinned. “I always welcome visitors. But once they’re in my space there are no rules. Anything goes.”

Veronica bit her lip and prayed her thong was enough to keep her wetness from seeping down her legs.

***

Veronica’s chest heaved and her pussy throbbed as she let the jet of water from the shower head pummel her crotch. The way Charlie had spoken had got something fired up inside of her and she was on a mission to cum, but nothing seemed to work.

Every time she’d slipped a finger into her hole she’d thought of Charlie’s open door.

She debated calling Chris for a late night video chat but she couldn’t imagine him taking things serious and she wasn’t in the mood for jokes. She was fuelled on wine and she needed to orgasm.

She’d left Charlie at the bar and wished him luck in his hunt, but he made no effort to hide his confidence that he was going to get lucky tonight. Now she just couldn’t stop wondering if he’d succeeded yet.

His room was only around the corner. All she had to do was peep round and see if his door was open.

But what if he caught her on his way back with a girl.

Before she realised what was happening she’d pulled on her sweatpants and slipped out the door and down the hall.

103… 105… 107.

Here. 109.

Sure enough, when she neared, she could see that the grey door was just slightly ajar, propped open by the keycard itself.

The boy was fearless.

Veronica tiptoed closer, her heart pounding as she begged the floor not to creak, and listened. She waited to hear the moans of a girl under the spell of his tongue, to hear her beg him not to stop.

The hotel seemed eerily quiet as she waited.

Something creaked and Veronica whimpered as she watched the bedroom door for 109 swing open.

Holding it was Charlie, in nothing but a bathrobe that he’d made no effort to fasten.

“Veronica,” he smiled, but she couldn’t shift her focus from his hard cock twitching in the doorway. When it was clear she had nothing to say Charlie simply stepped aside and gestured for her to enter.

Her head swirled with dark thoughts and cautious voices as Veronica stepped over the threshold. The smell of his aftershave lingered in the air like a cloud of temptation that drew a haze over her mind.

Immediately the door shut behind her.

Seconds later she felt his hands on her waist, his cock poking her ass. Gently he guided her towards the bed before roughly spinning her to face him.

Her breath caught as he leaned in and let his lips brush against hers.

“I’ve been waiting for this for so long,” he smirked.

“Waiting?”

“To taste you. Why do you think I wanted to come on this trip?” His stubble grazed her neck as he whispered into her ear.

“I’m married.”

Charlie chuckled. “I know. I’m just here to help.” With that Charlie pushed her onto the bed and she tried not to think of Chris as she fell.

Charlie’s fingers began to rub her through her sweatpants and she could already feel her pussy soaking the material. She’d never thought of Charlie this way, yet here she was aching for his tongue.

With a swift movement her sweats were yanked from her legs and Charlie almost growled when he saw she wasn’t wearing panties. His head immediately disappeared and she felt his lips against her thighs. She grabbed at his hair as he moved torturously slow up her legs, his thumb teasing her with soft circles.

He halted when he was right beside her pussy and she could feel the warmth of his breath against her. Charlie inhaled deeply as he lingered by her, leaving her in anticipation.

“I’ve wanted to taste you for so long, Ronnie,” Charlie whispered from between her legs.

Veronica whimpered. That was Chris’ name for her, Charlie knew that.

Her conscience broke through the drunken haze and she began to wriggle free.

Charlie’s tongue slid from bottom to top. Veronica froze and then he slid his tongue from top to bottom.

“Do you want me to make you cum?”

Veronica couldn’t play it coy. She nodded desperately as she stared into his eyes, willing Charlie to take her in his mouth.

“If I do will you give me anything I want in return?”

“Yes,” she grabbed his hair. He could have his fucking pay rise, she just needed to feel…

His warm, wet tongue began to flick around her clit and Veronica couldn’t control the noises she made. Charlie held her tightly as he licked every inch of her pussy with forceful flicks of his tongue.

He hadn’t lied. He knew what he was doing.

With a fistful of his hair in her hands she pulled him closer, her hips gyrating as she did. Charlie seemed to approve of this and buried her face into her. His stubble brushed against her as she began to grind against his mouth, chin and nose. It was like he’d unleashed a feral beast inside of her.

Charlie pulled away and gasped for air and it was then that Veronica realised how deprived she’d been with Chris.

“Don’t stop,” she begged.

Charlie obeyed and went back to work. He now began to suck her clit noisily and Veronica thought she might explode.

“What the fuck…” she moaned in ecstasy.

Charlie pulled away and spat thick, white bubbles onto her pussy. She bit her lip as she watched him vigorously rub the spit against her pussy, the whole area now a sopping mess.

“You like that?”

Veronica didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of confirming. Instead she pushed his face back into her crotch and exhaled as he began to suck again.

As he brought her closer and closer to the edge she couldn’t shake the image of his cock swinging freely. The head had looked so swollen and pink and his balls were so big.

A finger slipped inside as he licked her clit and Veronica felt the first wave. Her pussy was now tinged red and soaked in spit, but Charlie’s movements were relentless.

“Oh fuck!” Her head tilted back as her back arched.

As her body pulsed with every orgasmic wave Charlie pulled away and she thought he might have stopped to watch her cum, but then she felt him push against her hole again.

She grinned and opened her eyes, only to see him stood upright with both hands around her ankles.

“What?” She gasped and then the realisation hit her. “Is that…?”

Charlie’s girthy cock slipped into her and his head fell back with a sigh. Veronica squirmed as he began to push deeper into her. This wasn’t what she’d come for.

“Charlie, what are you doing?”

He flicked his head back up and grinned at her mischievously. Then he dropped his body so that he was resting on his elbows with his face only an inch from hers.

“Anything goes,” he reminded her.

“But I…”

He planted a kiss on her lips as his hips began to move in a rhythm. Veronica couldn’t kiss him back, his cock felt too good. She could feel him stretch her with each thrust, and each time he buried himself in her she envisioned the swollen head of his cock swinging in the doorway.

“This is us now,” he whispered in her ear as he began to pick up pace. Veronica’s whole body began to jolt as he slammed his hips against hers.

With every slap of his balls against her ass she came closer to cumming once again.

“What do you mean?” She managed to exhale.

“You’re going to bring me on every trip from now on. And on every trip you’re going to give in to me.”

“I’m married…”

Charlie grabbed her cheeks firmly and forced her to look in his eyes. He was silent at first but his thrusts were more aggressive. “Tell me that you’re mine.”

Veronica’s couldn’t collect her thoughts. She could feel every inch of his cock buried inside her and she never wanted it to end. But she also thought of Chris home alone.

Charlie pushed himself upright and really began to fuck her now. His thumb circled her clit as he thrust into her at such a pace that she couldn’t catch her breath. Her back arched and she began to scream as the next wave spread through her body.

“If you want to cum, tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours,” she groaned. “Please. Please…”

Charlie’s grunts became louder and she felt his grip tighten on her legs and his body twitch. Then she felt to familiar pump inside her as he began to unload several spurts of warm cum.

The feel of his bare cock filling her pussy tipped her over the edge and her body tensed as the orgasm took over.

He’d bred her. Her work assistant had filled her with cum.

She’d let him do in one night what Chris had waited so long for.

“I’m not on birth control,” she gasped.

Charlie remind inside her, his cock pushing his cum deeper.

“I know,” he said as played with her nipples. “I’m here to help.”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ftvgsl/the_business_trip