It was summertime in Montreal. I was a 23 year-old attending an annual 3-day IT conference. I had made a presentation at a break-out session at the end of the first day on a piece of system software that I'd written. There had been about 30 people attending and it had all been rather successful. Several people were interested in what I'd done and I'd answered quite a lot of questions.
As I was gathering together my things to leave a young woman approached me and asked whether she could talk further with me.
"Of course," I said, "what would you like to know?"
"I'd like to understand more about what you can do with the software. How it has helped you and how easy it is to modify."
"Well I'm just going to put these things back in my room and the I had planned to go and have something to eat in the hotel," I said, "would you like to join me and we can talk about it?"
"That would be great," she said, "shall we meet in the lobby?"
"Good idea. Are you also staying in this hotel? If so, how about meeting in 30 minutes?"
"Yes, I'm here and 30 minutes would be fine."
"Now I'm at a bit of a disadvantage," I said, "you know my name from my presentation, but I don't know yours."
"Oh I'm so sorry, of course you don't. My name's Janet."
We walked together to the elevators and took the same one. She was on the 5th floor while I was on the 6th. I looked at her a bit more closely as we rode up. She was about 5' 6", long brown hair and dark brown eyes, medium build with a good-sized bust, but with wide hips - in those days we would have called them child-bearing hips and a big butt.
"See you downstairs in thirty," I said as she got out in the 5th floor. I got out on the 6th and went to my room for a shower and change, then called downstairs and booked the restaurant. I put on a polo shirt and some casual trousers then went downstairs to the lobby. I was a little early.
She arrived after a few minutes. She had changed into a casual top and slacks and was wearing a musky perfume that smelled damn good. Now that she'd changed I could see that she had a large bust and a narrow waist with a flat stomach. Her hips were wide, flaring out from her waist with a generous butt that had a nice rounded shape. I wondered what she'd be like in bed.
"I heard that the hotel restaurant is pretty good, so I booked a table. Is that OK with you?" I asked.
"That sounds lovely," she said.
We walked through the lobby to the restaurant. Once seated we ordered a couple of margaritas while we looked at the menu. When the drinks arrived we ordered our food and started chatting.
She had a really bubbly personality. She told me that she'd been born in a small town in the Midwest and that she now worked as a systems programmer for a data processing company in Lansing.
She was clearly very bright and also had a good sense of humour together with an outlook that wasn't too serious. She was very direct in her conversation. We got on very well and found we had similar interests and were of a similar age.
When we had finished dinner, I suggested we go to the bar for an Irish coffee. She thought that was a great idea, so we strolled over to the bar to get them. On the way we noticed that the hotel had a night club venue inside which seemed to be in full swing. I asked her whether she'd like to go there instead to which she replied enthusiastically that would be great. So we went inside.
The night club was really rocking with a packed dance floor and it wasn't long before we joined them. Soon we were having great fun. Janet was an energetic mover, light on her feet and surprisingly supple.
After several numbers we took each other by the hand and walked to the side for a rest. We stood there next to each other holding hands and watching couples on the floor dancing when suddenly I felt a strong desire to kiss her. I pulled her hand and as she turned to face me, put my arms around her and kissed her, not gently but passionately and sucking her lips. She responded similarly and soon we were locked in a tight embrace.
I could feel her breasts pressed against me, squashing into my chest. They seemed to be very large yet quite firm. I put my hands on her butt, squeezing her cheeks and pulling her towards me. My cock had grown hard and erect and was squashed between us. She ground her pelvis against me, her abdomen rubbing my cock and making it throb.
"I've been wanting to do that all night," she said, breaking our kiss, "you're good looking and intelligent and a real turn-on."
"Me too," I said, "you are so bright and full of life, and you are damn sexy." I pulled her towards me and kissed her again, then her neck then her ear. I blew gently into it before saying softly "Let's go upstairs, I want to make love with you."
She reached down and gave my cock and balls a squeeze before taking me by the hand and leading me out of the club towards the elevators. Inside the car we carried on kissing, oblivious to the other passengers. We got out on her floor and went to her room.
As soon as we were inside and the door closed, we were in each other's arms again, our mouths locked together, our tongues dancing. I reached between us and unbuttoned her top. She wriggled out of it and threw it to the side, then unbuttoned my shirt before breaking our kiss and standing back.
I looked at her. She was wearing a lacy flesh-coloured bra which supported her large breasts - she looked to me to be at least a DD cup. They looked stunning above her narrow waist and flat tummy.
I stepped forward and loosened her slacks, letting them fall to the floor. She was wearing bikini pants which looked small on her wide hips. I could see black curls edging out around her groin and over the waistband. My cock jerked.
"Oh Janet, you look absolutely sensational."
I took of my shirt then loosened my belt and stepped out of my trousers. I was wearing jockey pants and my cock was sticking out of the waist band, slick with precum.
"You're not too bad yourself," she said, stepping forward to rub my shaft through my pants, then tracing her finger over my glans, spreading my precum, "And your butt is almost as big as mine."
"Big nail needs a big hammer," I said.
"Oh really," she said, "let's see then,"and grabbed my jockeys and yanked them down, freeing my cock which sprang out.
"Ah yes, that'll do," she said, grabbing my cock and fondling it, "this boy is going to fit me very well."
I pulled her towards me and reached round and unfastened her bra before taking it off and throwing it to the side. Her breasts looked fabulous. They were very full, yet firm. She had large dark brown areolae surrounding thick nipples that were sticking out.
I couldn't resist it and bent down taking as much of one breast into my mouth as I could and sucking it while flicking the nipple with my tongue. She gasped, drawing in her breath.
"Ooooh. That's nice."
Still sucking her breast, I moved my hands under her panties and eased them off her hips then rubbed my hand over her vulva. She was moist. I rubbed my fingers up and down her slit enjoying the slippery feeling. Her labia opened as I did this.
"Aaah. That really is nice. Let's get more comfortable."
Still holding me by my cock she led me to the bed.
"Have you got any condoms?" She asked.
"No. Do we need them? Are you on the pill?"
"I'm not on the pill so we do need something. But we can use my cap."
She told me to get in while she went to the bathroom, so I got in the bed and waited for her while I thought about her inserting her cap. I found the thought of her not being on the pill quite exciting. Like lots of guys, I get aroused at the thought of impregnating.