Generally, Eve hated conferences. Yes, it was nice to get out of town and away from the drudgery of home, but the boredom that accompanied days of listening to would-be scholars drone on about their topics was enough to put her over the edge. She did, however, enjoy the nice hotel rooms, especially if they came with crisp white sheets and a bathroom with a nice tub and separate shower. This year, she had popped for an upgrade to a suite just for the Jacuzzi tub.
Eve knew a few people at the conference, as generally it was the same people every year. This year she noticed a cute professor from Pennsylvania who presented a paper on war and conflict, always a hot topic. She may have met him before, but he looked different somehow this year. After his presentation she walked up to mention that she enjoyed it.
"I'm Eve, and I really enjoyed your perspective on that topic. Generally it's the same old thing and your take was a little different." She said.
"Oh, thank you," he said, almost with a blush in his clean-shaven cheeks. He had short brown hair just peppered with enough gray to actually look like the stereotypical distinguished professor. "I'm Henry," he said, extending his hand.
Even shook his hand and thought she felt a jolt of energy between them. She remembered now why she didn't recognize him. He used to have a moustache, but this year was delightfully clean shaven. They chatted a little bit more about his paper and then Eve walked off to the next presentation.
Later that afternoon Eve checked into her room at the conference hotel. It did have a nice king-sized bed and a gorgeous bathroom. Eve set her suitcase down and began unpacking. She noticed a door in the wall. Curious, she opened it. It led to another door, which must be the door to the next room. Ever more curious, Eve tried the handle. It was unlocked. Eve tried it and opened up the next room. On walking in she saw that professor, Henry, in the next room!
"Oh, excuse me!" she said, startled.
Henry looked up from the newspaper he was reading, looking quite started as well! "Oh, hello there, Eve is it?"
She was surprised he remembered her name, especially in this situation. "Yes, it's Eve. I am so sorry, I was just wondering where the door went, I didn't think it would be unlocked!"
Henry laughed gently, his eyes smiling. "Well you found me," he said.
Eve laughed, too. "I didn't mean to barge in," she said, this time she was the one blushing.
"It's no problem at all," he said with a gleam in his eyes, "Hotel rooms are odd the way they adjoin. At least now we'll know who is on the other side of the door."
Eve agreed and gracefully, she thought, exited back into her room, laughing to herself. She unpacked and went to dinner with a few conference friends.
When she returned to her room she kicked off the heels she had been in all day and stripped out of her suit. She grabbed her favorite t-shirt out of her suitcase. She couldn't wait to get comfortable.
Standing in her v-neck t-shirt and her thong Eve thought she heard something through the wall. Hotel walls are notoriously thin. Knowing that it was the cute Henry next door, Eve listened closely. It was just the television, she thought. She walked over to the door that separated the rooms and slowly opened her door, trying not to make much noise. She was surprised to see that his door was not only unlocked, it was actually slightly ajar, almost like an invitation.
Eve gently pushed his door open and peered into the next room. She heard the television louder, and was sure it was a porno he was watching. She looked around and saw him on the bed. He was lying back, reclining on the pillows. His head was tilted back and his eyes were almost closed, but he was focusing on the television, which was located on the wall just to the right of the door. Eve had a perfect view of him, but her head was obstructed form his view by the door. He was naked and Eve could see his curly chest hair. Looking down his tight body, Eve saw that he was grasping a beautiful hard on. His hands encircled his erect penis leaving the thick, wide head exposed. He was rubbing up and down, his hands moving quickly. He was making noises, small moans. Eve was a bit surprised to see him spread out like that and found herself becoming damp watching him. He moved his left hand up and down his hard shaft in a steady rhythm. His right hand moved down to massage his balls. Eve must have made a small gasp. While still keeping the steady movement on his cock, Henry turned his head and looked at the door. He made eye contact with Eve.
She was embarrassed to be standing there, watching him. But she could not move. Henry locked eyes with her, and continued to stroke his cock. Surprised that he didn't jump up and tell her to get back into her room, Eve felt herself become more damp. Henry gave her a look and ever so slightly moved his head, as if to invite her in. Eve slowly entered his room.
"Hello again," he said, hands still on his cock. "Hello," Eve said, barely able to speak. "Don't just stand there at the door," he said, his eyes looking her up and down. He white t-shirt was sheer enough to show the outline of her breasts and her nipples were hard and pressing against the fabric. Her wet pussy was still hidden behind the turquoise thong she was wearing.