Even with my college-age girlfriend on her way up to my hotel room to help me cheat on my wife, I logged into the chat rooms to see if I could find any women interested in some sex talk. I'd been hard for hours, looking forward to boning Lucy even more that day after having fucked her the previous night and that morning. But since she'd left my hotel room the wait for her to return was killing me, and sitting alone wearing just shorts and underwear with my boner raging furiously, I couldn't stop myself from opening the Literotica chat window and sending some whispers (non-public messages) to female chatters.
As I sat at the desk in the hotel room trying to catch the attention of someone in the chat room, I was saying to myself, why the fuck am I wasting energy doing this when a slutty 19-year-old girl was going to be in my room in 20 minutes (or less), wanting to fuck my married dick all night?
Sometimes, life just gets way better than you'd have imagined it. Best sex decision ever, opening that Lit chat window.
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I was going to these fucking sales conventions more and more often. Not because my company was getting a lot of business from them; well, perhaps just enough to cover the costs of attending these fucking things. But since I was the sales manager, it was my call and my budget, and who can pass up company-paid trips to Vegas, Miami, New York, San Francisco, and other equally enticing locales.
But the real reason I was going on these trips? Because our marketing department intern was coming with me on the trips, and Lucy was one delicious fuck.
She was still just a teenager, attending a local community college and needing to do an internship for her associate's degree. The moment our HR manager brought her to my office to interview her, I wanted to fuck her. Lucy was a short, gorgeous Asian -- probably Chinese descent -- with long, jet-black hair, big brown, slanted eyes, and a super-skinny body. Her tits were proportionate, no more than A-cups, but they still made sexy round hills on her tiny torso. Her ass was divine -- palm-sized buttcheeks, round and sleek in her jeans or dresses. Creamy smooth thighs and calves, with hot little feet and painted toenails. I just loved the look of her body, and coupled with her pretty face and thin lips that were always smiling, she made my dick hard instantly.
Of course, lots of women make my dick hard. I've been married way too long and never get enough sex at home from my usually-tired wife. But just being hard for a hot girl doesn't mean I'd be fucking her, and I assumed, Lucy would be just eye candy for my office, someone who might give me reason to jerk off in the bathroom now and then as I imagined her naked, spread open underneath me.
When I agreed to hire Lucy (at minimum wage, who can beat that), I had no fucking clue she was a slut -- for married men. Turns out, she'd been banging a couple of married guys who were friends of her stepfather, AND she even intimated she was intimate with her stepdaddy too. I mean, you can't blame any of those guys -- she looked fabulous in tight clothing, so she must have looked even better naked. But I was her boss and didn't want to get sued, so I didn't put a move on her myself, at least not right away.
I took her to a Miami sales convention about eight months ago, in the cold of winter, and saw her in a bikini on the pool deck of the JW hotel. And right then, I knew I had to fuck her too. She was flirting, too, going from the smiling, giggly but shy girl to the hot little slut, standing in front of me and arching her back, showing mostly skin as she saw me ogling her body. It put a huge bulge in my slacks, and the girl's eyes fixated on the tent, then she looked at me and licked her lips. Yeah, she wanted some of my big married cock, that was pretty obvious.
From that moment forward, even though we were in Miami for three days, we hardly got any sun -- either we were at the convention, or we were in my hotel room, naked and fucking. Little bitch loved it rough, getting her hair yanked or throat stuffed with penis. Liked her butt licked, and her face coated with jism. I'm serious, I couldn't have mail-ordered a more perfect mistress than Lucy -- not only did she look fabulous and tiny, but she was as kinky and horny as you would want a girl that age to be.
After Miami came a few more conventions, and in each city, Lucy would be there with me, helping run our sale booth or set up our equipment for the show; then at night spread-open or bend over on my bed, nude, begging for my married shaft to bone her tight teenage pussy. We fucked around the office too, usually at lunchtime or after work, but the conventions were the best sex. We'd fuck all night, without interruption, and I didn't have to worry about getting home to my wife or making up some excuse where I'd been.
I'm sure lots of people would be mad at me -- married man, sticking his business in a 19 year old's twat, so wrong and improper. Whatever. It put me in a good mood, and my wife benefited from it when I was around the house. And Lucy kept me feeling young and virile.
So whenever I had to go to another convention, Lucy was going to come with me, and we were going to sell our company's wares during the day, then fuck each other relentlessly at night.
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The Atlanta convention was our fifth trip. It was Sunday afternoon, when my crew was down in the Marriott's massive conference room setting up our equipment at a booth. They didn't need me at all, so I just stayed up in my hotel room. I'd been in the room since the previous day, having come into town a day early to save air fare. It also gave me an extra couple nights with Lucy.
So I'd been fucking Lucy the night before and that morning, then she had to go down help the crew set up. Things were going well, she was texting me that she'd be done around 4 or so, and would come up to my room for more sex -- or, as she put it in a text, "for more stuff." Yeah, "stuff" -- as in, stuffing aching married cock into shaved, tight teenage cunt.