Author's note - I had originally planned "Wrong Room" to be a once off story. However, a comment by Martin594 convinced me to expand on it a bit. So, for those who wanted this story to continue, you can thank him for it. Didn't plan on this being so long, but the ideas kept flowing so I went with it.
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I woke up the next morning feeling better than I had in a long time, despite the fact that it was the alarm going off that woke me and the fact that it was well after 3 am by the time I had gotten back to sleep after the best sex I had had in a long time. Normally I prefer slow passionate tender sex, but Ben brought out my rarely used more aggressive tendencies and before we knew it, we were wrestling all over the bed in a never-ending fight for domination. We barely took breaks in between wrestling each other down on the mattress before going at it again. At one point we were moving so much and making so much noise I hoped the people in the next room were deep sleepers.
By the time we were worn out it was well after 3 when I snuggled up to Ben's chest using it as a pillow and he wrapped his arms around me and we dozed off. Now it was 6:30 and we hand an hour and a half before the morning meetings started. As the alarm went off, I raised my head off of Ben's chest as he reached over and killed the alarm on his phone.
"Mmmm." I said somewhat groggily. "Do we have to get up?" I asked in a slightly pouty voice.
He craned his neck down a bit and kissed the top of my head sending butterflies through my stomach before saying, "Unfortunately we do. Our presence would be missed."
I slowly rolled off of him and he threw the sheet off of us and slowly sat up and swung his legs off the bed. I looked at his bare back and couldn't resist scooting over and putting my arms around him.
"You're making it very hard to get out of bed." Ben said.
I looked over his shoulder and saw his morning wood giving a full staff salute and couldn't help but giggle a little. "Yeah, I see how hard it is for you!" As I said that I moved over to sit beside him keeping one arm around him.
Once I was beside him, he wrapped his arm around and looking into my eyes he said, "Are you always such a tease?!"
"Me a tease?!" I said in mock outrage grinning. "Takes one to know one. I've only been flirting with you for over a year, and you finally get a clue when I kiss your fingers."
"Ok, ok point taken. I know I'm slow." he said raising his free hand in surrender. More seriously he said, "I'm sure you probably know I'm not the best at romance. It's been a while since I've been with anyone."
"That's not what it seemed like a few hours ago." I said smirking at him. "You were a beast, and I loved it." I couldn't help but lean over and kiss the bottom of his chin. He was a little unsure at first but then returned the kiss taking my lips in his. We shared a few slow tender kisses before we both agreed we needed to get moving or we would end up staying in bed all day.
We made our way to the bathroom and after I relieved myself, I watched him move over to the toilet and stand there with his morning wood still fully erect. Clearly unable to pee with such a massive hardon I couldn't help but giggle at his predicament.
"Having trouble sweetie?!" I asked innocently.
"You may find this hard to believe." he said in a deadpan voice. "But I don't usually have a beautiful naked woman standing near me watching me pee."
I don't just giggle at this but straight up laugh. "Oh, I'm sorry sweetie. Am I making things harder for you?" I put an emphasis on the word "harder" driving my point home. He looked at me with an almost pitiful look on his face that melted me. I put my hands up in surrender and said, "Ok I'll quit teasing you." before stepping out of the bathroom and shut the door. A few minutes later I heard the toilet flush before hearing an electric razor cut on.
Knowing he had completed his business I opened the bathroom door again slightly startling him. In spite of relieving himself he still looked a bit erect, nut full staff but definitely a semi and I had to force myself not to stare. As he watched me come in I said, "You shave, I'll shower and then we'll switch." Then a devilish thought flashed through my mind. "Or we could share the shower." I mentally high-fived myself when I saw his cock inch up a bit when he heard that.
"I thought you were going to quit teasing me." he said.
"Ok." I said giving a mock overexaggerated sigh as I pulled the shower curtain back and stepped in. As I was about to pull the curtain back, I heard him say,
"I'll take a raincheck though." I grinned back at him as I pulled the curtain back and cut the water on.
After I showered and he shaved we quickly swapped spots, and I dried my hair and styled it while he took a shower. As I stood at the counter, I eyed the bottle of aftershave that he used. I smiled now knowing the brand he used that I had learned to love. For over a year I had wondered what he wore that smelled so good but was too shy to ask.
I was lost in that thought as I put some makeup on that I didn't hear the water shut off immediately or hear him get out of the shower. I was therefore startled when he popped up next to me and grabbed a comb to run through his hair. As he set his comb down, I picked up the bottle of aftershave and wet my hands with it. He obviously got the idea and leaned forward and allowed me to apply it to his face.
As the aftershave dries, I take his face in my hands and pull him in for a kiss. After a couple of tender kisses, I tell him, "You smell so good with this on. Don't ever buy something else."
"Good thing it's cheap." he says with a smirk. I give him a playful punch in the chest for that.
Back in the bedroom we get dressed and I notice him making eyes at me as I put on my panties and pantyhose. Of course, for me to notice him eyeing me means I was eying him...By this time it was 7:50 and we had just enough time to gather our work bags and make our way down to the conference center for breakfast and the start of the day.
I knew what was on his mind as we rode the elevator down to the main floor. Even though it was just the two of us in the elevator he had resumed his strict professional persona. I knew he was worried about rumors or gossip about us getting out and potentially causing trouble for us. While I couldn't blame him for having that anxiety part of me wished he could just relax and enjoy what we had.
I did the best I could to focus on the presentations and learning the material from the different presenters. But my mind was clearly on Ben. Most of the time he was several tables over with the other supervisors and department heads. At one point I was daydreaming and doodling on the materials that had been passed out when the girl next to me poked me. I looked over and saw one of the other accounting assistants looking at me with a weird look.
"Earth to Megan." she said as I came back to reality.
"Sorry!" I said feeling myself get hot from embarrassment. "Got distracted."
"Clearly!" she said with a smirk. "Ben's been trying to get your attention. He wants you on stage with him."
"Oh!" I said surprised as I stood up. As I walked to the stage I looked up at Ben, but he was as unreadable as ever.
"You ok?" he asked as I joined him on stage.
"Yeah." I said softly. "Just got a little distracted that's all."
Ben then turned to the crowd and said, "I've asked Megan to help with this part because she was the one who discovered the overbilling we were being hit with and can better explain it."
It's a good thing I thought quickly on my feet because otherwise I was not expecting this at all. I knew the topic would come up but was not expecting to have to brief the group on it myself. Now I know why Ben was insistent on reading through the pre-game materials last night and I was glad I decided to read them with him. I was still going to get him though. He could have warned me...
With the aid of the material slides I was able to effectively brief the group on how I made my findings and answer several questions from the crowd. When I finished Ben stepped up beside me and said,
"Megan is probably not very happy with me right now, because I didn't warn her I'd be asking her to do this part, but she handled it like a trooper. How about a round of applause for her." The crowd started clapping and while I smiled at all of them, I felt Ben's hand pat me on the shoulder sending a wave of butterflies into my stomach.
I didn't interact with Ben for the rest of the day. I figured it was best to leave him be for the time being even during the scheduled breaks. We'd see each other in the room anyway and I didn't want awkward questions to crop up if I suddenly appeared clingy. At around 4:30 the last session was ending when the company president took the stage and said,
"Well thank you all for surviving another day. You've got an hour and a half until dinner. See everyone there."
With that the group got up and everyone slowly made their way out into the hallways and towards the elevators. Ben disappeared so fast I didn't see which way he went. I glanced in the hotel bar to see if maybe he was getting a drink before dinner, but I didn't see him. I then moved to the elevator and got in and headed towards our room.
As I entered our room, I saw Ben where I would expect to see him, at the desk with his laptop open. I walked over to him and after setting my bag down put my hands on my hips and gave him a stern look. He had turned in his swivel chair as I came in and his face went from looking happy to see me to slightly anxious as I stared him down.
He put his hands up in surrender and said, "Ok, ok, I'm sorry I should have warned you I'd get you to present. But I wouldn't have done it if I didn't think you'd do a great job with it."
"Flattery will get you nowhere!" I said still glaring at him.
He must have seen the corners of my mouth twitching because he then stood up and put a slightly smoldering look on his face as he said in a low voice, "Well what will get me somewhere?" he asked as he leaned in towards my face. Our faces were barely a few inches apart and I could feel his breath hitting my chin. I wasn't really that upset with him, but even if I was it would have melted under that gaze of his.