About August, I went out to Germany to have meetings with one of our German suppliers.
I’d been quite looking forward to the trip, as I was finally going to meet the people I’d been talking to on the phone for so long.
My main contact at the plant was a very sweet sounding girl called Claudia. She’d sent me some photos via e:mail so that I could almost put a face to the voice, and it was a daily occurrence that we would flirt outrageously with each other during the course of the business day.
I got to the plan on the Friday morning, and on arrival was given an agenda for the day’s meetings.
The meetings all went well, but I had only had a chance to see Claudia once, and hardly had a chance to talk to her, so by mid afternoon I was a bit down that I hadn’t had any chance to spend some time with her.
However, as the meetings relaxed towards the end of the day, we all got chatting about the evening, and the Directors of the plant decided that they would take me out for dinner that evening, as I was in no rush to get back to the UK that evening.
As it turned out, we went out to the restaurant that was in my Hotel – at least it would make the crawl to my room slightly shorter!
I was pleasantly surprised when we arrived that Claudia was the one who had been tasked with going on ahead and getting a table for us all – a chance to talk to her I wondered?
The meal was pleasant, and although Claudia and I did get a chance to talk, it was very difficult with all the Directors there with us.
I found it quite hard concentrating on the conversations we were having, not least because their English wasn’t good, but because I was transfixed by Claudia in the flesh.
She was utterly gorgeous. She had lips I could melt into, a cleavage I could kiss endlessly, and the rest of her body gave me such a hard on that I had problems keeping the bulge in my trousers out of sight all evening!
Sadly, midnight arrived all too soon, and Claudia was the first to leave – she made her excuses, and we exchanged kisses on the cheeks before she left.
Everyone else took that as their cue, and after what seemed like an eternal hand-shaking session, I was alone in the hotel.
I headed slowly up to my room, sad that Claudia wasn’t with me, but dying for a wank to relieve the frustration that had been building between my legs!
When I got up to my room, I got quite a shock – my bedroom door was slightly ajar.
I walked in slowly, searching for signs that any of my belongings had gone missing, when the room light clicked on.
My eyes just about popped out of my skull, and I quickly closed the door behind me.
There, on the bed was Claudia. She was reclined on the bed with her skirt hitched up, and her hand was inside her black lace knickers, moving slowly.
She smiled as I stood there, gazing at her.
“I just wanted to welcome you to Germany!” she said, rather matter-of-factly.
“Oh really; is this how all Germans welcome foreigners?” I jokingly replied.
“No” she sighed “it’s just my little way”
I closed the door behind me, and Claudia moved to the edge of the bed and stood up.
As she slowly undid my tie she casually asked “What time is your flight tomorrow?”
“I suppose I have to leave here about 10ish” I replied “Why?”
“Hmmm” she pondered “It’s better than going to the gym”
“Pardon?” I quizzed
She then looked up at me with soft eyes that made me melt on one hand, but get much harder on the other!
“Well, it gives us about 9 hours of good physical exercise”
Button by button she undid my shirt and slowly pulled it off, letting it drop to the floor.
She kissed my chest very tenderly and then knelt down in front of me.
Her delicate fingers undid my belt, and then my trousers, sliding them down as I slid my shoes off.
She then stood up, running a finger up my inner thigh until she reached my boxer shorts. Delicately she cupped my balls and again looked deep into my eyes.
“I want to make sure that these are drained completely, and not a drop is spilt!” she whispered.
We turned and she gently pushed me onto the bed. I edged up it until my head rested on the pillows.
Very slowly Claudia unbuttoned her blouse, and slipped it off her shoulders, displaying her sizable breast encased in a black lace bra.
She had the flattest stomach I think I have ever seen, which only exaggerated the size of her firm chest.
She then unzipped her skirt, and let it fall to the floor, and she stood there in just her lace lingerie and black hold-up stockings.
My cock was rigid by this point, and I noticed that it had risen out of the front of my boxer shorts.
“I’m glad to see that I’m having the desired effect” she smiled.
Claudia then unclipped the clasp at the front of her bra, and for a moment held it in place, before peeling it off exposing her breasts in their glory.
She then turned around, and bent right over, sliding her knickers down in the process.
As she stood there, bent over, she spread her legs, exposing her completely shaven pussy to me. I could see that she was already wet, and that her clitoris was swollen. I wanted to take her there and then, but resisted.
Claudia then peeled her stockings down, one by one, and stood back up again.
Slowly she turned around, naked, and put her hands on her hips. I let my eyes scan over her naked flesh, taking in every millimetre of her gorgeous body.
As my eyes gazed at her completely shaven pussy, she looked down too before looking back up at me.
