“That isn’t how it happened and you know it Matt!” I laughed at you from across the sticky pub table. It felt good to get out of the city, out of the smothering heat that permeates your very being. The conference was happening in a small city just out of state and the change of pace left like it had taken years off. You had the added bonus of being able to escape your condo that your girlfriend was stewing in. I didn’t know what this particular fight was about, but you seemed to shed the cloud that was following you around as of late.
I slapped your arm, leaning into the table to tell my side of the story. My smile was almost splitting my face, my cheeks rosy from my third drink. This specific story was about when we were at university together. We had known each other for years and you had even helped me get a job working with you. Mary, our coworker, spit her drink out laughing as we continued to bicker over what had actually happened. I grab the napkins on the table to clean up the mess and see she managed to spray you a little too. Worried about a stain setting in, I dab your shirt. You brush me off, laughing but hold onto my hand for a second too long.
I turn to ask you to get some more napkins while I console Mary. Your eyes are glued to me. I feel a warmth spread throughout me. There had always been something between us but there was never a time to act on it. When I finally broke up with my boyfriend, you had just started dating your current girlfriend. Since Aaron, my ex, had moved out, I hadn’t been dating much. It had been over a year with just a vibrator to keep me company at night.
I try to dab your shirt but end up getting more red wine on it from the soaked napkin. I can’t help but break into another fit of giggles. Mary is horrified and declares she knows how to get the stain out. While she explains to you the importance of getting stains before they set, I go to the bar to order us two shots each. When I return, you look at me with desperate eyes begging for me to stop the interaction.
I hand you a shot and we take them back to back. Mary, being the office mother and force of nature she is, grabs your hand and drags you back to your room to get you another shirt. I follow behind the two of you laughing and carrying the purses.I walk through the door after you and she is already unbuttoning your shirt. You look at me, bewildered, and mouth HELP. Another fit of giggles threatens to take me but I pull it together. I ask Mary what she is doing and she hiccups and informs me that it needs to be blotted with club soda immediately. She continues to strip you, the look on your face priceless. I toss you a t-shirt that was thrown hastily over the armchair in the corner. You lay down on the bed, your legs dangling from the edge. I lay down beside you, our legs touching. I turn to whisper how ridiculous this situation is but am immediately sobered by the look on your face. Your eyes burn, a fire so fierce it feels like I’m burning from the inside out. Mary stumbles out of the room, talking about club soda for the stain, declaring she will be back in a few minutes. The door closes and you lean in immediately and kiss me. I freeze before melting into you. Your tongue expertly strokes mine, teasing it between your soft lips. Your hand goes to the curve of my lower back and pulls me closer. A soft moan escapes me as I wrap my leg around your hips, trying to pull you closer against me.
To be continued.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/x4d1zq/the_conference_part_1_f20sm20sfriends_to
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