Chapter 3: Private Instruction
Landon was delighted to see Emily sitting in the back of his lecture. She smiled encouragingly, not just looking forward to listening to his voice swooshing around in her head; she was also interested in the content of his lecture. She'd worn a pretty navy dress that he really liked on her. At first glance, it was demure- not that low cut, not really short. But the fabric clung in really nice places. The bodice accentuated her lovely breasts. He could tell she was definitely wearing a bra, and even from that distance, it seemed that the bra might be lace. That could have been wishful thinking... Landon smiled at himself and put his head back in the game. If he didn't stop thinking about Emily's breasts, he was likely to make an ass of himself in front of the whole conference.
He couldn't believe that she had agreed to come to the conference. Her reaction when he'd asked had completely caught him off guard. He'd been sure that he'd chased her away forever. When she'd called the next day to ask for details about the conference, he'd been so relieved, he didn't ask any questions. They still hadn't had that conversation. But they would.
The talk went well. Landon made his points succinctly with the humor and poignancy that he was known for. He enjoyed the applause, thinking of joining Emily rather than taking his seat at the panel, then noticed that she had left the auditorium. Just as well, he might have questions and comments for the other presenters. The last 2 hours of that day's part of the conference took a little longer than conferences usually did for him. The thought of Emily's bra might have contributed to his impatience.
Emily had a little impatience of her own. After walking around the hotel a bit and choosing a light novel from the hotel gift shop, Emily had let herself into Landon's hotel room. She took off the pretty dress to expose the light blue lace panty and bra set. Then she curled herself into the comfy hotel chair and began to read the book. The book was good, but no book could completely keep her focus as she waited for Landon.
Her mind wandered. What was Landon going to think about her being in his hotel room? Had he even seen in her the lecture hall? She thought so. But she couldn't be sure. Could she really be here waiting for him, so bold? He seemed to like to call the shots. Maybe he'd be angry rather than turned on. Emily shook her head. If she kept thinking like this, she'd end up running back to the airport. She closed her eyes and thought about the time in his car. Oh God. She caressed the soft skin mounded above the lace bra remembering the feel of his fingers and mouth on her. She relived the time in his office when she'd so wanted him to take her against the wall and pound her. Her finger slid into her wet pussy. Emily pulled her mind and her finger away from this line of thought. She wanted to wait for the main attraction. She opened the book again.
Emily heard the key card in the door and threw the book down. She was so nervous she almost bolted. She took a deep breath, trying desperately to calm her nerves so that she'd appear more like a sexy woman in control of her own destiny than a teenager under the bleachers for the first time.
Landon walked into the room, threw his briefcase down, removed his tie, before he noticed her there in the chair. He blurted, "Holy shit" as his jaw dropped and his pants immediately filled with hard cock.
He smiled- his eyes speaking volumes about how much he enjoyed the vision of Emily in blue lace in his hotel room chair. Emily's eyes and smile mirrored his as he walked across the room to join her.
Landon gently whispered, "You are so beautiful, Emily." Then he captured her lips in a long kiss.
While kissing her, his fingers dipped below the lace of her bra. Emily moaned softly. Landon reached her nipple, instantly puckered and ultra sensitive. Landon released the taut nipple from the bra cup and his mouth left hers. Emily looked into his eyes completely dazed. Landon did what he had to do. He placed his lips around that nipple. Emily's back curved to place her breast closer and her head lolled back. The feeling of Landon's lips around that sensitive peak was almost more pleasure than she could take. Landon devoured the tasty morsel, licking and biting until he was sure that Emily could take no more.
