Hi, my name is Mary. I am a happily married woman with two kids. My husband and I are both very fit and have high sex drives. My sex drive is what gets me in trouble here.
My job requires me to travel for work about once every couple months. Usually its only a day or two but this trip is for an entire week. I flew to Indianapolis this morning and I've had a busy day in my booth so far. I've never been in a bigger conference center. There has to be a thousand vendors here!
I look down at my watch and see it says four o' clock. "Only one more hour," I say to my co-worker, Jessica.
Jessica looks over at me grinning, "I know girl, I can't wait to get a drink after this! I heard the Coyote Ugly bar next to the hotel is supposed to be lots of fun!"
"What has you two grinning so much at a software conference?" a deep voice said from in front of our booth. We both looked across the table and saw the owner of the voice, a tall black man, about 6'4", and very athletic looking.
I smiled politely and said, "just talking about getting a drink after this long day is over. I'm Mary, how are you today?"
The man smiled back and said, "I'm Kevin, but everyone at work calls me 'Big K.' I'm doing pretty good. What can you tell me about your services?"
We chit chatted about the products and services my company offers for about 15 minutes. Kevin's eyes seemed to wander up and down my body as we spoke. It gave me a strange feeling of excitement to know he was checking me out. Kevin told me he has to go speak to another vendor before the conference closes for the day. He took a company pamphlet before shaking our hands and walking away.
Five o'clock rolled around and the conference closed down for the day. Jessica and I each went to our hotel rooms and agreed to meet in the lobby at 6 so we could go get a drink at Coyote Ugly.
I took a quick shower and put on a plaid button down shirt, jeans, and cowgirl boots. I figured that would be appropriate attire for Coyote Ugly.
"Hey, Mary! You ready to go?!" Jess called from across the lobby.
"Yep!" I said. "I really need a drink after today."
We ended up standing at a high top table near the dance floor. I ordered a double vodka and tonic and and Jess ordered her usual beer.
"I don't know how you drink that stuff," Jess said.
"It's got less calories than beer so I don't feel as bad having a few of them," I said with a laugh.
We continued to talk and have a few drinks. A few guys approached our table over the course of an hour but we pretended to be a lesbian couple, sending them away.
A trivia game started in the bar and we joined in. We were about four drinks in and laughing pretty hard at some of the answers when two drinks arrived at our table. We told the waitress we didn't order the drinks but she simply pointed toward the corner of the bar. We both looked and saw Kevin. He raised his drink to us and we waved back, smiling.
"That was nice of him." I said to Jess.
"Yea, you know he is totally into you right? He was checking you out the whole time you were talking to him at the conference."
I blushed and lied, "I hadn't noticed."
The trivia game ended and we continued to talk while we waited for another game to start. I jumped a little when I heard a deep voice behind me say, "mind if I join you ladies? My co-workers didn't want to come out tonight so I don't have a trivia partner."
"Sure, you can join us," I said, "maybe we will actually get a few right next round." We all laughed and I felt a twinge of guilt at the feeling I got from Kevin's stares.
I put my arm around Jessica's waist and told Kevin, "this is my wife, Jessica. I don't think you were introduced earlier today."
"Nice to meet you, Jessica." Kevin said, smiling at us.
I felt a little better about talking to Kevin since he now knew I was married and off limits. "That doesn't mean I can't still admire his tall and fit body though, right?" I thought to myself. "I must be more buzzed than I thought." I said to myself. "I am a married woman."
After another round of trivia, they announced there was going to be a dance competition.
The rules were simple: 1. You can't dance with the person you came to the bar with. 2. When a staff member tells you to leave the floor, you are done. 3. The last couple standing gets a free round of drinks.
Kevin grabbed my hand, and pulled me to the dance floor. "Let's do this," he said, "I love to dance."
I was pretty drunk and I let him lead me onto the dance floor. "What's the harm in dancing?" I said to myself.
An old song from when I was in high school came on over the speakers. Apple Bottom Jeans by FloRida. "I love this song!" I shouted to Kevin as we started dancing.
"Call me Big K." He replied.
"Do they call you that because you're so tall?" I asked him.
"That's one reason," he replied, grinning at me.
We continued to dance and it got down to just Kevin, me, Jess, and her partner left on the floor. I turned away from Kevin and looked at Jess as I shook my ass toward Kevin. I felt his hands go on my hips and I got lower and lower to the floor as FloRida said, "low low low low."
When I went back up I felt Kevin's hands on my hips again as he pulled me against him. I noticed how large his hands felt on my hips. Dancing is a big turn on for me and I began grinding my ass against Kevin without even thinking about it.
I felt a large bulge pressing against my ass and my eyes got big. "That's why they call me Big K," Kevin said.
