The Business Trip

The bed screamed for help loudly as Liz rocked her hips violently on her boyfriend who lay beneath her. She enjoyed the way Mark's thick cock pushed deep inside her with every thrust. Her boyfriend's sizable member was almost uncomfortable for her, but she didn't want to stop. Mark's 8-inch cock filled every space and Liz knew they were destined for each other. And not just because Mark's cock fit perfectly in her pussy, but because they were physically and mentally attuned to each other, almost guessing each other's thoughts.

Mark was 28 years old and had just got engaged to Liz. They were already planning their wedding. Liz was 26 and she was grateful to have found a man like Mark. He satisfied her physical and emotional desires in every way. Liz worked for a fashion company and had to fly out on a business trip the next day. Whenever the couple had to spend a day apart, it always ended in intense sex. Even the shortest time seemed like an eternity for them to be apart.

"Oh, baby. Slow down or I'm gonna cum." Mark moaned. Liz left little choice for him, who was immersed in her pleasure as Mark's thick cock moved inside her. He gripped her round, palm-fitting breasts tightly, which she pressed into her fiancée's face when she released the headboard of the bed. Mark took the opportunity to suck and lick the hard nipples vigorously, one hand wrapped around her slender waist, but his hand slowly slid lower and was now cupping her firm butt. Sensing that he had no control over her, he gave her hard thrusts and helped her to grind her hips.

"Aaahh fuuuck! That's it, baby. Fuck! I love your cock." She screamed and Mark didn't need much encouragement. With hard thrusts he sent his bride to the climax, feeling there was no turning back. With one last strong thrust of her hips, she was fully seated in Mark's dick and stayed there. Her pussy swallowed his thick manhood completely. She was no longer moving, just the muscles of her vagina tightening and twitching, but that was enough to give Mark the final push. His boyfriend groaned loudly and as Liz's pussy wrapped tightly around his cock he couldn't hold back. His cock shot out with immense force and filled the condom. Together, panting, they collapsed on top of each other and, enjoying the after-effects of the orgasm, their bodies came to rest in each other's embrace.

The next day Liz had to leave early for the airport and the taxi was waiting for her when she gave Mark one last kiss.

"Take care, baby! Hurry home to me. I'm waiting for you."

"Okay, sweetie. Don't bring any girls home." Liz joked, and they said goodbye.

Liz didn't want to go on this business trip. She would have preferred to stay with her fiancé. But her job sometimes required the travel she had always loved. During the three-hour flight, she read a book by one of her favorite authors, and then did a little review of her work notes to make sure she was up to date with everything at the conference. It was a short trip, the next morning she will fly back home.

Mark had gone to work early that day, taking advantage of Liz's absence and planning to stay late at work to catch up on his work. He rarely had to work overtime, but there was plenty of work to do at this time of the year. He was a marketing director for a large corporation, which was a big responsibility, but he was doing well. He planned to stay late and then go to the gym.

'At least it makes the day go by faster and tomorrow comes sooner so I can be with Liz again.'

Liz arrived in the other big city early in the morning and because there was a 2-hour time difference from home, it seemed like she had just flown an hour and gained two hours. Her company sent a car to pick her up at the airport so she didn't have to bother with a taxi. The car took her straight to the luxury conference hotel where the meeting was and after a quick check-in she found her room and tidied up a bit. She found the venue for the conference and chatted with participants from elsewhere.

The presentations were interesting to her, but by the end of the day, she couldn't wait for them to end. It was an early start and a tiring day for her. She was able to make good connections and find promising business opportunities. She wanted nothing more than to fall into bed and sleep until the plane left in the morning. But after a great day, she decided to chill out in the hotel bar. She ordered herself a margarita and enjoyed the cocktail as it flowed down her throat and warmed her, then as her muscles relaxed more and more and her senses became more and more blunt. When she was in a pleasant enough mood, it was only then that she noticed a pair of blue eyes fixed on her from two barstools away. When she looked to the side, a charming man with light blond hair was staring at her. When their eyes met, the man smiled and held out his hand as he moved closer to her.

"Hi! I'm Tim. It's a long and tiring day, isn't it?" But Liz was unimpressed by his charm. She looked coldly at the hand extended towards her, and though she knew it was inappropriate she didn't return the greeting. She didn't want to provide a breeding ground for flirting and she knew that for men, a small sign was enough to encourage them even more. She'd been through enough of this on business trips and already had a way of turning off men like him.

Although the guy who introduced himself as Tim could hardly be called a man. Liz thought he was barely over 22. She knew he wanted only one thing, and he wasn't going to get it from her tonight.

"You're right Tim. I've had a long and tiring day and right now I want nothing more than to drink my margarita in quiet solitude and lie down in my soft bed. By myself." She added, just in case, and placed her hand on the counter so that her engagement ring was visible, and it didn't escape Tim's notice.

"Well, I took your hint, my pretty lady. I just thought you might like to have a chat. But in that case, have a pleasant evening. And your fiancé is a lucky man." He added, then waved to the barman and asked for another round for Liz. "You're my guest for the next one. And sorry to bother you." With that, he left.

'That was easier than I thought.'

She sighed, not regretting that she wasn't dealing with the too much type of man. Although she didn't want to drink more, but since it was free, she wasn't going to leave it there.

Mark had not yet packed up at the end of the workday and his secretary, Barbara looked inquiringly at him as he entered the office.

"I'm staying. You can go. I've got a few things to do and Liz is away on business today so I've got the night off." Barbara swallowed hard and took the opportunity to step inside, closing the door behind her.

"I can stay and help if you like. I have no plans tonight." Barbara had always liked Mark, but as Liz was a good friend of hers and respected their relationship she never crossed the line, but when she had the opportunity she enjoyed spending time in Mark's company. Especially without Liz. Without any ulterior motive, more out of instinct than anything else, she strode over to his desk and sat gracefully on it, tossing her ginger and long hair over her shoulder. "No problem. And if you don't have company for the evening anyway, at least you won't be alone."

Mark involuntarily glanced down at the graceful legs in front of him, no longer covered by the skirt, and it occurred to him that she had sat in front of him like that on purpose so that he could peek under her skirt. He liked her body, but he would never have risked his relationship with Liz for a hook-up.

"That's very kind of you, but I'm sure you have better things to do than work." He didn't want to put himself in any awkward situations and he really didn't wish her to spend her Friday night at work. And anyway. Liz and Barbara had talked about a lot of things and he didn't want to worry about when anything would come of their affair. "You're free to go home."

Barbara got off the table, a little disappointed but understanding, and put her hand on Mark's shoulder to help. Her heart pounded violently at his touch, but she didn't move any closer and left with a half-smile. Mark slowly exhaled when she left and felt his groin stir, but pushed the thought away. He closed his eyes and thought of his fiancée hundreds of miles away.

After Liz had finished her extra margarita, she made her way back to her room with uncertain steps. The skirt of her costume was sliding up a little, but she was too tipsy to adjust it. After getting into the elevator, a hand appeared at the door at the last moment and a familiar face was pushed through the door.

"Oh. I see you've had no luck with anyone else." She said to Tim.

"Well... not." He replied, flashing his charming smile at her and leaning close to her, he too pressed the floor number to his room. In the process of the movement he inadvertently, or not, but slightly pressed his back against her. Liz felt on her ass the hard bulge in his trousers that made her eyes widen, but she said nothing. She merely tried to lean forward to get further away from him, which made her lose her balance slightly. Tim quickly reached out and grabbed him around the waist.

"Thanks, but I'm fine." She tried to free herself from his grasp.

"I can see you could use a hand. Maybe I had too many margaritas."

"That's your fault." She contorted and gently pushed him away. Still feeling his hardness on her bottom, she tried to shake the thought away. She remembered the night before with Mark and tried to focus on that. When the door opened without saying goodbye she went straight to her room and tried to clear her head. The world was spinning around her and she knew that if she went to bed now, the next day would be hell. She flipped through the brochure in the room and her eyes caught the wellness section. It promised a sauna and that was exactly what Liz needed. She hadn't brought a bathing suit, but there were sauna sheets in the room. She knew that saunas were not recommended when drunk, but the hot air always helped her clear her head. But especially afterward, the cold shower. She undressed and taking her bathrobe, headed for the spa.

A sign at the entrance to the sauna warned that swimwear was optional, but she ignored it. The late hour meant there weren't many people anyway, just a loving couple in the hot tub and an older man in the pool. The sauna was empty, which was a relief. She didn't want any more company. Just to be alone and clear her thoughts. As she started the hourglass she felt her pores dilate and begin to clear. She closed her eyes and flirted with the idea of taking the sheet off and laying it under her. She had heard how liberating it felt to take a sauna naked, but she didn't have the courage. Unfortunately for her, the privacy didn't last long, because the door opened at that moment.

Mark, despite wanting to work late, couldn't concentrate because he kept thinking about Barbara and how much he felt her attraction to him. Unable to concentrate on work, he decided to go to the gym earlier to relieve the tension. He quickly packed his things and left. There were hardly any people in the gym because of the late hours and Friday.

'At least I don't have to wait hours for the weights in one place.'

He liked to work out at this time because there was no crowd. After getting changed, he put the airpod in his ear and started working out, immersed in his favorite playlist. He enjoyed the way his muscles began to ache and burn more and more.

He was on the last set when a red hairpiece distracted him. And a blonde. He didn't know if it was a fluke, but he couldn't get rid of Barbara that day. She used to go to the same gym and needed to clear her head. She and one of her friends, Kira, were doing the miles on the treadmill. They didn't seem to notice him, so after he finished and a quick stretch, he headed for the changing room. He hoped he could avoid meeting her. The afternoon was still vivid in his memory and Liz's absence made him horny. He just wanted to go home and get a good night's sleep now.

He let himself relax for minutes, alternating hot and cold water to relax his muscles as much as possible. The room was thick with steam. After turning off the water, he stood there for a while and let the water droplets roll down his body. He was about to reach for the towel when he heard a conversation, which he didn't mind, but he heard two female voices.

When Liz looked up, despite the hot air, the blood in her veins almost froze. Tim was standing in front of her with a sauna towel around his waist. With a cocky smile, he stepped in and closed the door behind him.

"Looks like you're not getting rid of me easily. I didn't follow you. I swear. I hope you don't mind if I join you. And don't mind if... I take this off."

And without waiting for an answer, he untied the sauna sheet. Liz had no chance to object. She tried to look away but involuntarily glanced at the guy's naked bottom. That wouldn't have been a problem, but Liz's eyes were caught by the lazily hanging manhood between his legs, which she could see even from behind. She tried to sort her thoughts and was getting ready to stand up and leave him, but she couldn't move.

When Tim turned around to sit down, his thick, veiny cock was exactly at eye level and she just couldn't take her eyes off it. It wasn't as big as Mark's, however, it was limp, but she still considered it huge. His foreskin slid halfway back on his light purple glans, and his huge balls lazily followed the swaying of his shaft as he moved. When Tim sat down opposite her, Liz finally felt strong enough to look away. They stared deeply into each other's eyes for a moment.

"Listen. I warned you. Clothes are optional. You should take it off too. It feels much better." And with both hands on the back of the seat, legs apart, he smiled at her. This open posture involuntarily drew Liz's gaze to his crotch, but she tried not to stare at him too intently. Still, she glanced at him frequently, but she also examined his muscular body and found that he had nothing to hide. If she were a few years younger and single, they probably wouldn't be in the sauna. He was her type. But Liz was strong and didn't give in to his charm.

"You can only dream about that. Don't think if you're throwing your clothes off and I'll jump right into your bed."

"Your body tells it differently. You're breathing harder and even if it's not cold here, your nipples are poking so hard, nearly pierce the towel. Besides, you stare at my dick quite often."

Liz hated this cocky attitude, besides she was physically attracted to him. But she couldn't deny that she was aroused by the situation.

"I think this conversation ends now." Then Liz stood up and left him alone. True, she didn't have a bathing suit, but she felt the need for a cold shower. She quickly threw off the sauna towel and stood naked under one of the showers in the sauna area. She enjoyed the ice-cold water running over her body and clearing her thoughts. There was nothing she wanted more than go back to her room and lie down.

She was just about to leave when Tim appeared in the doorway of the shower. She couldn't get away from him. Liz stared at Tim's naked, sweating body as she tried to cover up her private parts with less success.

"Just stand aside and don't look at me. Let me go back to my room and we can forget about each other." In her confusion, Liz searched for her bathrobe, which Tim had already held out to her. She quickly took it and put it on, but he still had a chance to get a good look at every part of her body. He unabashedly surveyed her as she dressed in front of him, and Liz could have sworn his cock looked bigger now even though it was still flaccid.

"Come on. You've nothing to be ashamed of. You have a perfect body. A lot of men only dream of having a woman like that."

"Well, it'll only be a dream for you, too. You're too young for me anyway. And my fiancé is a thousand times better than you. I don't need a fling. Don't think you're gonna show me your dick and make me cum."

"There's no age in sex. I may only be 20 years old, but believe me, I can show you things your fiancé can't. Don't be afraid I have a big dick. I can handle it." He grabbed it by the base and swung it like a helicopter. Liz would have thought he was older, which made her even more uncomfortable.

"Don't get your hopes up. My boyfriend has a bigger cock and he can satisfy me perfectly with it. Size doesn't matter. You are too few for me." She tried to show confidence and left Tim there, waving his cock around. She rejected this kind of behavior and was glad to finally go back to the privacy of her room. It was good for her to still be considered attractive, but she also had no problem with her self-worth. She might have been weakened in another world, but her love for Mark was too strong to become unloyal.

"I'm sure you'll appear at my door soon." But Liz didn't say anything back. She stood gladly in her room a few minutes later.

"Anyone here?" Mark, not knowing why, couldn't speak up and warn Barbara and Kira that he was there. Perhaps because he subconsciously didn't want them to leave. "Come quickly, I told you it was empty. We'll take a quick shower and be out of here."

"I'm here!" He spoke quickly Mark before the girls noticed and the situation became too awkward. "And what are you doing here?" He added, poking his head out of the shower stall, but by then the girls had already stripped naked and were standing in the shower area. At the sound, they both now stared in its direction. The situation was absurd enough, but Barbara was the first to speak.

"Well... there's a broken pipe in the women's locker room and... we thought we'd take a quick shower here. We hoped there was no one here and... I didn't expect to find you here." To tell the truth, Barbara was hoping exactly that Mark would still be in the locker room, but she never dreamed they'd meet naked in the shower. When she saw that her boss was in the gym, she tried to pretend not to notice him, but when she saw the sign in the women's shower saying 'out of order', her imagination started to fly. She convinced Kira to sneak into the men's locker room to take a shower. She didn't know what she hoped to get out of it, but she didn't have time to think about the rest.

"I'm out of here. I'm going to dry off and you can take your shower." Mark said, glancing at the towel by the entrance. Kira tried to hide behind her friend, but Barbara didn't bother covering herself. She was enjoying the way Mark was staring at every inch of her body because he couldn't resist the sight of two naked and gorgeous women. Since no one was moving, Mark had to head for the entrance, and he knew if he looked at the girls any longer, his hardening erection would make the situation even more awkward. So, with his semi-hard cock dangling between his legs and his body wet, he took a step to dry off.

"Fucking hell...!" The girls cried out almost in unison in surprise, unable to hide the fact that both of their eyes had caught Mark's manhood. The man suddenly stopped, not knowing what was wrong with the girls. He was starting to feel more and more uncomfortable, but in addition to that, the girls' reaction filled him with pride, which made his cock start to harden at an even faster pace. "I had no idea... that... you had... you know." Barbara stammered. It was a pleasant surprise to her because although Liz was her girlfriend, Mark's size was never discussed. Her mind raced with thoughts of what to do. Should she risk her friendship with Liz for a little adventure, or should she end things now, she was leaning towards the first possibility.

Kira, however, did not think so much. With no trace of her previous shyness, she stepped closer to Mark, almost mesmerized, and headed for the closest shower to him.