"Arrgh," I screamed as I entered my bedroom in the hotel, I didn't need to be here, my company was going downhill fast, and I needed to be back home in Manchester to sort things out, that was while I still had a company to sort out. But here I was stuck in a hotel in Birmingham at the NEC, attending a conference and exhibition that at this moment in time I would do anything to avoid being at, but if I didn't show up everyone would know something was wrong, the vultures would be out, picking over the pieces of my life and company, leaving me nothing to show for ten years of hard work and sacrifice.
Not only that, I was as horny as hell, I hadn't had good sex for ages now, at least six months since the time I'd dumped my last boyfriend, no make that I hadn't had any sex, full stop for ages, the sex with my ex hadn't been that good anyway if I'm honest.
Fuck it I thought, I'm going to get laid, there must be plenty of horny reps and others ready and willing for some uncomplicated, no strings attached and easy sex. I knew I wanted some and I didn't think I was going to be too choosy with whom it was with. If it was breathing, had two legs and a cock would do me just fine.
Mind made up, I took a long relaxing and invigorating shower and got ready, downing a couple of drinks from the mini-bar as I did. Loose-fitting mid blue silk blouse, no bra, for one thing my tits didn't need one, smallish but firm and high sitting as they were; a mid-thigh length pleated skirt in white, that hugged my hips then flared out to sway as I walked; white panties covered my pussy, but they were so sheer and diaphanous that they didn't leave much to the imagination; bare legs and dark blue shoes to match my blouse with four-inch heels to emphasise my shapely and toned legs.
A quick glance in the mirror as I left the room confirmed my choices, one hot lady, sexy and open for some fun, that's not the only thing that would be open, I thought to myself with a giggle, shutting the door behind me.
I wanted to give the impression that I was available but not easy and desperate, even though I was. The thing is I was known by a lot of people here and I didn't want any gossip floating about. The industry I work in is pretty close-knit and can be incestuous with people moving companies all the time and then back again. Head-hunting is rife and vicious.
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"Losers! Total toss pots the pair of them. You can do much better than those two." Startled I looked around to find out who had spoken, s the two men who were trying to chat me up went off to the loo.
A striking woman in her mid-thirties, about a year or two younger than me was the only other person in the bar. I had a feeling I should know her but didn't. She was expensively, but understatedly dressed in a black skirt cut three inches above the knee and silk blouse in the same colour. A blouse that was tight, but not too tight. A couple of buttons were undone, giving just the merest hint at the adequate sized breasts beneath. I hadn't taken any notice of her when I'd entered the bar sitting as she was in a dark corner, laptop open, giving off a vibe of
do not
approach me, a glass of red wine at the side of her laptop.
"I beg your pardon, were you speaking to me?" I snapped at her.
"Yes, and you are worth so much more than those two, God Jackie, are you that desperate?"
That worried me, I know the industry I work in is tight-knit and everyone knows almost everyone else, but I still couldn't place her.
"Who the hell are you?" I demanded.
"Andi; Andrea Foster, and you are Jackie Smythe, boss of Smythe Electronics, and it's my business to know all about the competition."
Oh My God. Andi Foster worked for my chief competitor. Obviously, I'd heard about her but surprisingly had never met her until now. She was known to be a vicious, unscrupulous opponent in business, ambitious, very, very, intelligent and hard-working, and those were her weak points.
"Do you think we should be seen talking together?" I asked her. Even though I owned my own company and could speak to anyone I wished in a business environment without comment, being seen with Andi Foster would certainly get tongues wagging, probably the last thing my company needed right now.
"Why not, were just two women talking together, trying to keep the predators at bay," said with a deep laugh that set my pulse racing, it was so sensuous. As was her deep melodious voice that seemed to drip honey and the promise of sex.
"Yes, but we're not just two women are we, we are fierce rivals, or at least our companies are," I replied. "And I'm sure that your boss wouldn't be happy about you talking with me." I was snapping at her, ill at ease, but I couldn't say why.
"Surely the rumours aren't that true, your business is in that much trouble?"
"NO!" I retorted too forcefully, "I've just had a shit day at this place and want a good fuck, and I'm not too particular who it's with."
Andi stared at me for a minute before smiling and said, "And which of those two losers is going to be the lucky guy then? As I said you are much too good for either of them or any of the rest of the no-hopers in this shitty place. Or are you that desperate you were even considering the two of them together. That's the only way a woman like you would be satisfied with that pair of tossers."
"Oh, and you know how?"
"Let's just say I have a feeling. Look, I'm sorry I came on the wrong way Jackie, let's just have a drink and a chat, just two women together, protecting each other. No business talk."
"Andi, from what I've heard and know, you don't need any protection."
"In business no, but a woman alone with all these reps on the lookout for easy sex?" she let the question hang between us.
I smiled back at her, then ordered drinks for both of us and went to join her at her table. As we were sat chatting about this and that we were hit on a couple of times, but Andi shot the unwanted suitors down with a gentle but firm put down. She was cool and refined the way she did it, not upsetting the men, just making it plain neither of us was interested. But I had the impression that if any of them had pressed it she would have lost the thanks but no-thanks demeanour and turned hard.
She seemed soft and pleasant at first glance but I detected an undercurrent of steel that certainly went with her business reputation.
"Now Jackie, what I said before, about no business talk, I want to change that for just a second. I know your company is in the shit, in fact, it is likely to go bust in less than two months."
I gasped at her inside knowledge of how bad my company's situation really was. How did she know?
"Before you think you've got a leak, you haven't, it's my job to know things like that, and as I'm sure you're aware I'm very, very good at my job."
