Conference Meet Up

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It was several months since we met at the conference and found ourselves in the same city once again. We had emailed back and forth discussing the presentations from the conference and how it could help our professional careers.

You were waiting in a dimly lit booth away from the crowds in a secluded corner of the bar. Even in the subdued lighting, your sheer cream colored blouse showed off the delicate lace of your nearly transparent bra and I could just make out the shape of your nipples and the contrasting colour of your areola. Damn that is so sexy.

As I approached the booth you stood to give me a hug and I smiled as I saw you were wearing an extremely short skirt showing off your well toned stocking covered legs. As we hugged, I wondered if you could feel my erection pressing against you, hoping that if you did you would not be offended.

The cocktail waitress came by and took our drink orders and then left us alone to chat. We started to catch up on lives as our drinks arrived. We toasted our good fortune to be able to be in the same city at yet another boring conference. We made small talk and caught up on our professional lives as we finished our drinks and ordered a second. 30 minutes somehow became 60 which became 90 as we talked easily through our second and then third drinks.

We decided on one more night cap and you excused yourself to visit the ladies room while we waited for the drinks and bill to arrive. You were still gone when the waitress came by with the tab and our drinks. I was starting to get a little concerned but figured there might be a line or perhaps you were touching up a little.

Just as the waitress returned once again with the credit card slip to sign, you re-appeared walking slowly back to our booth. You looked a little different, possibly flushed and I wondered if all the drinks were having an effect, but then I noticed the waitress do a double take at you as well. Suddenly it hit me why she did that. While in the restroom you had removed your bra and your excitement was clearly visible through the thin silk of your blouse. Depending on the angle and the light, I could see your breasts and they were magnificent. Clearly the waitress had noticed as well and she gave me slight, almost imperceptible smile.

You sat down next to me and as you adjusted yourself in your seat, your skirt began to ride up your thighs. I couldn't help but notice the lacy top of your stockings and garter. So damn sexy. I was starting to get hard again between the silhouette of your breasts up top and your creamy thighs below. I was at a loss for words but thankfully you restarted the conversation right where we left off before you went to the ladies room.

You asked me a question, but my mind couldn't focus on it because I was too focused on how hot and sexy you looked. I think you realized the effect you were having on me and gave me wry little smile that silently said "I'm glad your approve. I thought you would appreciate it."

I stuttered a reply and then tried to change the topic to the upcoming conference. However you would have none of it. You slid a little closer to me and took my hand and placed it on your thigh where I could feel the top of your stockings and some bare flesh. By now I had a full blown erection and you knew it, and you knew you were the reason why. The small talk continued as we sipped on the last few drops of our drinks. You were enjoying this way too much and were clearly in control and had an agenda. Who was I to thwart you plans?

At this point we were sitting at the table side by side. My hand on your thigh and vice versa. You took my hand on your thigh and undercover of the table, started sliding it up you thigh even higher. I took the hint and let you guide my hand all the way up until your thighs met and I could feel the heat and dampness. Just as I reached the apex, you gasped slightly and smiled broadly. You then placed your hand on my leg just above my knee and without pausing the conversation started to move it up. This continued until you felt the outline of my erection and gave me a quick squeeze or two and then traced your finger nails up and down my hardon.

Two can play at this game I thought. So I pushed my hand even higher and made firm contact with your sex. You gasped once again and I saw your nipples harden through your blouse. You grabbed my wrist and I though the game was over, but instead you pressed my hand harder and I coughed as I realized that not only had you removed your bra earlier, but you were not wearing underwear and I was touching your bare pussy! I used my pointer finger to ever so gently trace up and down your lips while staring at your eyes and watching them glaze over while your head tilted slightly back in an ecstatic look. The heat and dampness was getting me harder than ever. You pressed my hand even tighter to your body and at that moment my finger just slipped inside of you as you shook slightly and reached for the last of your drink. You were so wet that there was absolutely no resistance. I let my finger very gently move around and the ever so slowly started to withdraw it but not before grazing over your clit. You needed a breather so you removed my hand from your thighs but surprised my once again by bringing your finger to your mouth and slowly and seductively licking and sucking it before bringing it to my mouth to do the same as you squeezed my erection through my pants.

I took a quick look around to make sure that nobody was watching us and thankfully everyone around the bar was engrossed in their own business. As I started to turn back to you I caught the eye of our waitress who clearly had witnessed the whole scene based on the ear to ear grin she was wearing. She walked over to us and handed me a piece of paper and said "Sir, you forgot your receipt. Here you go and I hope the two you have an amazing evening!" I was confused as I had already taken my copy, but as I looked at it there was a handwritten note,"I would love to join the two of you for some fun. I get off in an hour--Debbie" and there was a phone number to call.

I showed you the note and you simply said, "I'm game if you are!"

(to be continued of there is interest)