The first day should have been stimulating, but I was only thinking about other types of stimulation. I sat up attentively, but didn't really hear anything my colleagues presented. I told myself I would be a good girl tonight and get a good night's sleep. Plus, I could feel the bites and bruises coming up.
I got through the day, acting interested, and slipped away as mingling doctors made dinner plans. Back in my room I thought I'd take in some relaxation. I slipped into the plush hotel robe and plodded down to the sauna. An hour or so of hard core sweating would get my muscles relaxed.
I slipped into the empty sauna and took a deep breath. It was foggy with steam, and practically boiling. I love a hot sweat, and 200 degrees is just delicious. I slipped my robe off my shoulders, and leaned back. Time rolled on, sweat rolled down my neck and arms and legs, pooling between my thighs and on my pussy lips. My robe had a mind of its own. I could feel it slipping down my arms, and falling open in front. I slipped into a light sleep. I came to when the door opened and a cool breeze rushed in. The cool air brought my swelled melon breasts to attention as the nipples hardened. It was the women's sauna so I didn't feel a need to cover up.
In slipped a gorgeous blond I had seen in one of the morning lectures. She had caught my eye a couple of times and smiled seeming friendly enough. She climbed above me to the bench near my shoulders. We made small talk for a few minutes, and introduced ourselves. Victoria practices about halfway between home and the conference site. She had driven up as well. She spends at least one weekend a month in our fair city. As we talked, I suggested we exchange contact information, and that she should give me a call when she is in town.
Victoria was perched above me, and my robe kept slipping slowly down my arms. She leaned forward and started to massage my shoulders. At first I jumped," just some sore muscles." She apologized, but left her fingers lingering on my clavicles. I explained I'd had a late night, and the massage was wonderful. She returned to her kneading, working my shoulders, then neck, and down my arms. My robe was tangled at my elbows now, and my breasts were fully exposed. With the next stroke upward, she brought her hands over my bare breasts, then on up toward my throat. Down her hands went again, but this time, she cupped my breasts and started massaging them. My head tilted backward and I let out a moan. I was looking at her upside down, Victoria's breasts dangling right above my head. She bent forward, and there they were in my face. Victoria had ample breasts, not as large as my DDD, but firm and round. I stuck my tongue out, and licked a nipple. It hardened nicely. I moved a bit toward her and had her nipple pinned nicely in my teeth when the door opened again. Luckily there was plenty of steam as more of our colleagues shuffled in.