It wasn't every day that Andee had the chance to travel for work, but this time was exciting. She had been selected to attend a training session in Denver for a week and she was determined to make the most of the experience.
After checking into the hotel, she headed down to the lounge to get something to eat. It was a pretty quiet place, with only a handful of guests sitting at the various tables. Andee found an empty stool near the end of the bar and made small talk with the bartender. He seemed to be genuinely happy that she had sat there, as it gave him someone to chat with as he polished glasses and poured the occasional draft beer.
Andee asked if she could change the channel on the TV behind the bar, and the bartender obliged by handing her the remote. She scanned through some channels before settling on a medical documentary that was showing surgeries. Shortly afterwards, she heard a collective groan from behind her. She turned around to see a table of four guys all laughing.
"Come on, we're trying to have a drink here," said one of them. "Not watch some dude have his eye carved out."
Andee smiled and apologized, saying she was just trying to find something other than sports.
"Well, why don't come over and join us ... conversation has to better than watching that gross stuff."
Andee looked at the bartender, who gave her a knowing nod as if to suggest the guys were decent enough to join. He mouthed "I'll watch out for you" and gave a little wink.
She got up and joined the four men, who she learned were in Denver for a sales conference. Steve, the one who spoke first, was in his mid-40s, married (she noticed his ring) and had a well-kept goatee. Dan, also in his 40s, looked like he was into fitness – not a bodybuilder, but his tight-fitting t-shirt revealed he was in shape; Connor was younger, probably in his late 20s, Andee suspected; while Tony was older, also married and rather quiet. Andee figured he was probably the "fatherly" one of out the group; whose job was to keep them on the straight and narrow during these conferences.
Andee told the guys about her trip to Denver and her plans for the week. As it turned out, the four were only in town for a couple days, but offered to treat her to dinner if she needed some company.
As the drinks kept coming, and tongues loosened up a bit, the conversation became a bit more relaxed. The young member of the group, Connor, had only been with their company for a year and was attending his first sales conference. Dan was recently divorced – leaving Steve, the obvious social convener to say that meant two of the group were "single and available."
"What about you Andee ... obviously, you are married because I saw the rings on your finger?" Steve asked.
"I am ... 18 years now. And still loving it."
"Really?" Dan interjected. "What is the secret to that?"
Andee wasn't certain if his question was rhetorical or if he was being sincere. So, without committing too much information, she simply replied "A good sense of adventure and lots of communication."
The five of them continued to chat about life, relationships and general nonsense until the bartender came over and announced last call. Tony looked at his watch and said it was a good time for him to head back to his room, despite his friends encouraging him to join them in one of their rooms for a few more drinks. He politely said goodnight and left.
"How about you Andee, why don't you come up for another drink ... we promise we'll all behave like proper gentlemen," Steve said.
Andee thought about it for a moment – as the guys all half-heartedly begged – and said she would join them but needed to slip up to her room for a minute. Steve told her what room they were in, and Andee headed back to hers.
She whipped through a quick "freshen up" process and dug through her suitcase to find the lace panties and matching bra she had packed to wear under her business suit; something a little sexier than the comfortable "travel" pair she was wearing. Knowing her husband would anticipate some sort of intriguing stories when she returned home, she had packed accordingly. She quickly slipped them on and wiggled back into her jeans. She swapped her casual sweater for something that buttoned up in front and left an extra button undone – just as a little teaser.
Quickly checking herself in the mirror, she grabbed her room key and headed for the guys' room.
When she got there and made her way in, Steve offered her a drink and Andee looked for a spot to sit down.
"You know what they say about hotel bedspreads," Andee said as she lifted the bottom corner of the one on the bed. It was a rhetorical question, but she found herself explaining about how they are the one item on the bed that doesn't get washed as frequently. "And in hotels like this one, who know what people have been doing!"
The guys laughed. "Like what?"
Andee told them about some of the things she had heard about what goes on, and what gets on, in a hotel room. Each of them took turns trying hard to gross the others out; and gradually the conversation became very sexually-oriented.
"Guys, I think maybe it's time for me to go. I don't think I want to be the cause of any divorces," Andee said just before swallowing the last ounce of beer in the bottle.
"Don't go yet, we're just having some fun. Besides, only Steve has to worry ... Connor and I aren't married. Which reminds me, you told us downstairs that one of the secrets to your marriage was 'adventure' but you never explained what that involved," Dan asked as he sat down on the bed across from where Andee was sitting.
The silence wasn't so much as "awkward" as it was "dramatic." For most of the night Dan had come across as a little standoffish and cocky, but this time he was almost boyish. Andee gave him a slight curled smile and began to talk about how 10 years ago she made a conscious decision with her husband to explore what life had to offer and shed a whole array of hung-ups. She shared stories about going to lifestyle clubs and the time she turned her bi-curious thoughts into confirmed bisexual lusts.
The guys sat in blissful silence as she teased them with just enough information to peak their interest, but not reveal too much in the details. After holding their attention for several minutes with these stories, she then confessed what she described as, perhaps, her biggest "secret" – the fact that she was also living a naughty online life through an adult website.
Andee described how she and her husband had launched the website, explaining how it has added to the spark in the relationship, and introduced her to a whole new world of sexuality and experimenting. As she talked, Dan typed in the website address and opened up the homepage. The guys crowded around his laptop as the glanced through some of the stuff on the free side, commenting on how sexy she looked in this outfit and what kind of look they liked.
She asked for the computer for a moment, adding a "trust me" in her request, and then typed in her password to access the members' side of things.
"If you liked the preview, you'll really enjoy those," she said with a hint of confidence in her voice.
She sat back on the bed and watched the reactions of the guys as they scrolled through some of the more revealing photos. She smiled as they commented, analyzed and sputtered as they surfed through.
"Wow, that is fucking hot," Steve finally said. "I can't even picture my wife letting me take pictures of her in her swimsuit, never mind something like that." Andee noticed the bulge in his pants as he got up to make another drink. He gestured for her glass, so she walked over to the makeshift bar they had created on the dresser.
"Have you ever given a private show?" Cooper asked. He had been very quiet up until this point, but finally joined in the conversation.
"Like webcamming?" Andee replied.
"No ... uh ... I don't want to sound crude, but like ... you know ... in person?" Andee smiled at Cooper's youthful embarrassment and glanced at both Dan and Steve. All three guys were staring intently, waiting for an answer.
"Actually, no, I have never been naked in front of people that weren't expecting to see me naked."
"Want to be?" Andee was shocked at the question coming from Steve – the guy who supposedly was the one with the obligations back home.
"I bet you would like that," she shot back and took a long sip from her drink while keeping her eyes firmly fixed on him.
"I know I sure as hell would," injected Connor, who had obviously come out of his shell after a couple beers.
"Seriously, how hot would that be for your little website hobby? Imagine doing a photo shoot in a hotel room while some guys enjoy the private show in person. I bet that would really drive some traffic ... and sales," Steve added. "And we are in the business of sales."
Andee couldn't believe what she was hearing. At first it sounded just like some naughty banter, but now the guys were busy concocting a whole plan around how to set things up. She started to wonder how she might get out of this one when a really naughty idea crossed her mind.
"Well, here's the problem, guys: I really appreciate all the advice and the suggestions, but you know, back home when I do my photo sessions, my photographer gets naked too. It helps me feel a little less ... exposed."
