I have worked with Katie for about 5 years. We work at different offices in different cities. I talk to her on the phone about once a week.
Katie is in her late 20's. She is married and has two kids. She is about 5'7" and weighs about 120-130 pounds. She has a very good body. She has long brown hair and brown eyes.
Katie works in our headquarters and I work in a field office. I travel to our home office about once a quarter. I'm about two hours away so most of my trips are day trips when we have a meeting.
I had always found Katie to be attractive but she wasn't someone I was attracted to. I believe everyone has things that turn them on. I think for each person those things are unique. Some guys like women with a certain way and some an opposite way.
For me, I like the girly girl types. My biggest turn on is a woman in high heels. This turn on can be in the bedroom or just in normal everyday situations. On a scale of 1 to 100, I'm at 100 when it comes to how much a woman in heels turns me on.
I think the thing that turns me on so much is the way a woman looks in heels. It's not the heels themselves, It's the look. I think heels have a strong, sexually confident, vibe to them. They have a naughty feeling combined with style. When I see a woman in heels it amplifies their sexuality.
I'm an attractive man. I work out and I take care of myself and my appearance. I dress nice and put a good amount of effort into the way I present myself.
I have probably seen Katie thirty times over the past few years. I would describe her style as plain. When I have seen her, she has always been in tops that were larger and covering, pants or jeans, and flats.
Two weeks ago we had an annual employee meeting. The meeting was longer than they had been in prior years. This time it was a three day meeting and I decided to spend the night rather than commute back and forth.
The first day was as I expected, just a typical employee meeting with breakout sessions and team building. It was good from a work standpoint, but it did interrupt my daily routine.
One day one we were put into groups of ten. These would be our groups for the next three days. Katie was in my group. I work for a large company I did not know a number of the other employees. Katie was the only one in my group I knew. Katie and I were also the youngest two in our group. The rest were all a little older with most being in their 50's.
At the end of the first day two of the women suggested a night out. I wasn't feeling it and declined to go with the group. It sounded like a group of 6 or 7 people going out to get some drinks. While it sounded a little fun, it just wasn't doing anything for me. Also, the baseball all star game was on and watching that in my hotel room just seemed like a better option.
I heard Katie tell two of the women she was going to go home and change then come back to the hotel to pick them up. It sounded like they had plans to carpool to the bar.
I headed to my room to change and unwind. It was about 7 that evening and after changing I went down to get a meal at the hotel restaurant. I sat down to eat and noticed about twenty feet from me a few of the people in my group gathering and waiting to go to the bar.
I don't really remember exactly what Katie wore that day to the meetings. The best I can remember was a grey long sleeved top, black dress pants and black flats. Her hair was also pulled back. From what I remember, her pants were not sexy or tight dress pants. They were loose and did nothing to show off her body.
I'm starting to cut into a steak and I see Katie walk in. She is wearing a sleeveless blouse, tight jeans and 4 inch white high heels. Her hair was not up but she was wearing it down. I froze from cutting my steak. I could not take my eyes off her. Katie looked so sexy. Her ass looked incredible in those jeans. Her breasts looked amazing. Her eyes looked ten times sexier than just hours before. I watched her standing in those heels. I was getting so turned on. Everything about her seemed so different, so sexy!
I watched them leave the hotel heading out to the bar. I ate as fast as I could. I panicked. I wanted to see more of her. I didn't know which bar they were going to. I didn't know how to catch up with them.
I rushed back up to my room and found a list with the other employees contact information. I found Katie's cell phone number. I called it and it went straight to voice mail. I panicked again and didn't leave a voicemail. I wasn't sure what to do. My mind was racing on my next move. I was so turned on I was not thinking straight. I tried calling again but it again went straight to voicemail. I knew I couldn't call anymore without looking bad. I texted her explaining that I decided I might try to join then out and asked for her to call me back. I waited and waited and never heard back.
I got in my car and tried driving around. I was unsuccessful in finding them. I didn't know the city well and there were just too many places they could have gone.
The next morning Katie came up to me and apologized for not getting back with me. She explained that her cell phone battery had died and she didn't get my text until late after she got back home.
Katie was back to her normal attire on day two. She was back to flats, dress pants, long sleeved top and hair pulled back. After seeing her the night before, she seemed different. She seemed sexier.
After the second day, there was almost no discussion of going back out to a bar that evening. I really wanted to see Katie dressed up again. I asked a few of the people if they were going out again. I didn't get much of a response back. Finally, one of the guys spoke up with me and encouraged the group to head out for another night out. Reluctantly a few of the others started to agree. One of the women suggested a bar that was right down the street from the hotel. She said she saw it had a ladies night and a dance floor. Katie was the only one in our group that was from there and knew the city. She said it was more of a club than a bar but said it would be fun. The group agreed to try it out.
I wasn't exactly sure what to wear so I dressed up with a blue dress shirt, black dress pants, and back dress shoes. I knew clubs were sometimes a little more dressier than bars.
Everyone gathered in the lobby again. Everyone was there except Katie. One of the guys in the group suggested we head down to the club. Everyone agreed but someone had to get ahold of Katie to let her know to just meet us there. I offered to get in touch with her. They all left and I stayed behind. I could have called her but I knew she would be showing up at anytime and just decided to wait on her.
I saw Katie walk through the hotel lobby door and my jaw dropped. She was wearing a strapless black, tight, bodycon dress and black 6 inch heels. The heels were strappy open toed heels. They had two straps, one around the ankle and another over her toes. She had bare legs. The dress was tight, and it fit her to show off every curve. It came down to her mid thigh. She carried a small purse in her hand.
"Where is everyone?" Katie asked as she looked around the lobby.
"They just left. I told them I would wait for you." I replied as I tried to look her in the eyes and not look at her body in that dress.
"Ok, so are you ready to go?" Katie asked.
"Oh yes!" I replied.
"You want to ride with me?" Katie asked.
"Yes, that sounds good." I replied.
We walked to the car and I noticed Katie's dress was one that would rise up as she moved. It went from mid thigh to right below her ass checks by the time we got to her car.
I got in her car and watched her sit in her seat. Her dress was very high up. My eyes were moving all over the place. I didn't want her to catch me looking but I couldn't help but look. Once she started driving she had her eyes more on the road and traffic. I kept looking at her legs as she drove. He legs were tone. She was in very good shape.
