My husband, Rick, was at his company's week long global sales conference being held at a lovely mountain resort, set in forests overlooking a lake. This was the first time that wives were allowed to accompany their husbands to this annual company function. I was very grateful for this, as it gave me a chance to meet some of Rick's international colleagues that he frequently spoke about. It was also a great opportunity for me to get out and relax while Rick was in the conference, and to spend time with him in the evenings.
What I did not anticipate was that I was going to learn more about myself over those few days as well.
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DAY 1
The first evening we shared a dinner table with a number of Rick's international colleagues, only one other of whom had also brought their wife along. The company was pleasant and I found it interesting and enjoyable to meet with these people from different countries. As the evening went on, I became more and more aware of Sven, from Sweden, staring at me. He did little to hide the fact that his eyes were roaming all over my body, and I found his attitude rather lecherous.
I tried to avoid eye contact with Sven as he made me feel quite self conscious, but strangely I somehow also felt his attitude was an indirect compliment to me. I did look after my figure, and although I do not have a large bust (a 36B), my tits and tummy were firm and the rest of me in good shape.
As we walked to our room after dinner I spoke to Rick about Sven.
"Oh, don't worry about good old Sven! He isn't married and loves looking at woman, but he is innocent enough."
"It felt like he was undressing me with his eyes -- and he would not stop doing so," I countered, still feeling a bit flustered by the whole experience.
Laughing Rick replied, "Oh I bet Sven would love to see you naked. He is just another hot blooded male that has always had a naughty streak in him. He loves pictures of naked woman and often sends out the best ones to his colleagues on E-mail."
I was still unsure about Sven, but did find the thought that some handsome, unmarried man might want to see me naked a little intriguing. I tried to put the episode behind me, but kept feeling a bit of a thrill when I thought about Sven's lecherous stares. I did not share these feelings with Rick, but we had great sex that night, as I was feeling quite horny.
DAY 2
I had a relaxing day at the pool working on my suntan while the men were at their conference. That evening was a dance function and I dressed up in a snug fitting, low cut dress that ended just above my knees. I knew Rick liked this dress as it showed off my figure, but was not too revealing.
I was a bit put out to find Sven sitting at our table again, but fortunately he was seated on the opposite side. He did not seem to be leering at me this evening, so I had a chance to get a better look at him. He looked like a stereo-typed Swede with blond hair, steely blue eyes and was quite tall. All-in-all he was quite attractive.
Suddenly he saw me looking at him, and he stared straight back. I started blushing for some reason. Sven got up walked around to me and asked me to dance with me. Rick does not like dancing so I was more than happy to have another man fill in for him.
Sven lead us to the far side of the dance floor and held me close right from the first dance. He was quite a bit taller than me and looked right down my cleavage, again not showing any discretion about where his eyes were focused.
"Sally, your husband is a lucky man to have such a sexy wife," Sven said looking me in the eyes (for a change) with his piercing steely blue eyes.
"Thank you for the compliment," I replied, a bit taken aback and not really knowing how to respond.
Sven was a much better dancer than Rick and we enjoyed a number of dances. I was just feeling quite relaxed dancing with Sven when I felt his hands starting to wonder. Soon his hands had drifted all over my butt and down the sides of my thighs. I was about to object when he bent down and whispered in my ear.
"Wow Sally, you have a great body. It feels so nice and firm. I bet you look fantastic with no clothes on."
I was stunned and totally lost for words at the sheer audacity of his comment. Rick's words about Sven the previous night came back to me. And here was Sven hinting that he would like to see me naked!
"Hey - that was just another compliment," Sven said disarmingly, as he clearly noticed my reaction. I looked up at Sven desperately trying to think of something smart to say, and to put him in his place. His blue eyes just stared into mine and he smiled as we moved around the dance floor. Sven must have sensed that I was unsure of how to deal with the situation as his hands continued their caressing. At some stage he looked me in the eyes again, pulled me even closer and then slid a hand up and gave my breast a quick fondle through my dress.
"It feels like you have really nice tits Sally!" he smiled at me.
"NO SVEN!" I hissed at him while pushing his hand away, trying to make my point but not wanting those around us to suspect anything.
He looked down directly at my breasts and smiled again as he noticed my hardened nipples pointing through the dress material.
"I think you enjoy being touched. Let's dance a few more songs."
There was something about Sven that made me stay on the dance floor with him. I was experiencing a strange mix of feelings. I was appalled by Sven's forwardness and forthright comments, but yet was experiencing some sort of exciting thrill from his touch and the directness of his compliments and comments about me.
As we danced Sven's hands continued their wondering ways. I could not bring myself to stopping Sven, and was just grateful that the dance floor was so full that few would notice what was going on. With a final squeeze of both my breasts Sven led us off the dance floor. My nipples were still hard from Sven's stimulating touch, so I quickly excused myself and went to the bathroom to avoid showing everybody my state of arousal.
When I got back to the table Sven was telling Rick how he enjoyed dancing with me. I did not want this to go far so I quickly changed the subject by asking Sven about his office in Sweden. He got the message and smiled at me locking my eyes again with that cold blue stare. As the evening was coming to a close and the band announced that they would play their 3 last numbers. Sven immediately asked me to dance again.
"You obviously enjoyed it, so let's dance again," Sven said with a naughty smile as he came up to me.
