She was working at double speed, hectically running around trying to make sure all bases were covered for her client's big weekend, when Jen walked up to her in the function room to tell her that there was no room reserved for her at the hotel.
Her client was paying her well to put together a mid-summer party on the coast to celebrate their successful campaign. The president had even offered to pay for her intern's room so that she could help her temporary 'boss' with the weekend's festivities. She understood why of course. He clearly lusted over her young helper. It was so noticeable, from the moment he met her. This too she could understand though. Her intern was quite pretty. Not only did she have a perky and confident attitude, smooth tan skin, and fun, bubbly fashion taste, but her boobs were just perfect. She hated to admit it sometimes, but she was undeniably captivated by female beauty, especially beautiful breasts. And, wow, was a gorgeous pair peeking up just under her nose through the tightly buttoned gap of Jen's sheer white blouse at this very moment. A plump cleavage held firm by a sexy lace bra just beneath her thin fabric almost begged attention. Amidst all the crazy buzz of activity going on around her, she realized she was glad she'd taken her client up on his offer.
"Are you serious? What do you mean??"
"The girl at the front just told me there is nothing under my name. I told her that maybe it was under yours, but she said there was only one room under your name and that you'd already checked in."
"This is crazy. I'm so sorry Jen. Let me just finish unpacking these centerpieces and go talk to them. Worst comes to worst, you can stay in my room. I have two beds...and a beautiful view of the beach." She found herself in a split second, without even consciously thinking about it, sensing a faint but delicious tingle flickering between her own smooth upper thighs. Despite not knowing its origin, she knew she liked the feeling. But there was still some work to be done and she quickly returned to the box she was toiling in.
"We'll figure it out, I'm sure. What do you want me to do for now? I need to start moving around...I've been cramped in the car for two hours!"
"Can you help out Sherry in the conference room across the hall, setting up the flower arrangements? We should be all set after that. We've made really good time. I'll check on the room situation in a little bit and let you know."
"OK, see you soon!"
Despite her more proper side's instructions (she had to tell herself she should not be thinking of such things...), she could not resist stealing a quick glance at Jen's beauty as she walked away toward the door. Her eyes left the contents of the cardboard box and went to her intern's feet in their flip flops as the padded away, then quickly traveled up her smooth tan calves, to her tight, strong, and just-as-smooth bare thighs. She caught her breath just a bit as she instinctively fixed on that beautiful transition from inner thigh to the curve of silky flesh that began her bum. Just the faintest hint of this magical spot was detectable in the shadow of Jen's faded and frayed blue jean shorts, but the sight and thought of it brought her nipples to attention. All this as she realized that Jen was spinning around to tell her something. She felt like she was in a slow motion movie scene as her gaze shifted upwards to meet Jen's.
"Oh, and can you just ask them to make sure my room is...non-smoking...if they (a quizzical look)...have one?" Had she sensed what she was just looking at? She knew she didn't have the best 'poker face' in the world...Had it been obvious to Jen that her boss was being taken in by her ass?
"Oh definitely...I agree..."
"Thanks". And a smile over her shoulder as she swiveled again to the door. A sultry and sexy smile it seemed, as if she knew...as if she knew that she was the cause of the dampness that had just started to moisten her bosses panties.
She had no idea if she was mortified or totally turned on.
CHAPTER TWO
"Jen, I'm so sorry. All they have is a smoking room. I argued with them to give you non-smoking, but they're telling me there's nothing they can do. Maybe..."
"Whatever. No big deal. Can I still stay with you?" She thought what was really going to come out of Jen's mouth was something like, 'I'll just deal with the smoke smell'. But she had judt unhesitatingly suggested just the opposite.
"Definitely." She returned just as unhesitating a reply...she surprised herself. She just brushed it off as a result of her primary focus being that of accommodating her intern, under the circumstances.
"Can I bring my bags to your room?"
"Um, sure. I'll help you with them and show you where it is."
"It's OK, I only have one. I know you're busy. I can find it."
"Are you sure?" "Yup, no problem." "OK, it's room 469. The elevator is right over there". She shuffled through her pocket as she spoke, and handed her the keycard.
"OK, thanks! ...Are you sure you don't mind?"
"Absolutely not. I would have been lonely otherwise! It'll be fun." She didn't know what she meant by that, but it felt like the right thing to say.
"Cool. I wouldn't want you to be lonely." She smiled that smile again. "Do you mind if I shower? I feel so hot and sticky. You don't need me for anything else right now, do you?"
"No, we should be fine. It's just about done."
"OK, I'll see you in a bit." Jen turned to get her bag in the corner of the busy lobby. 'I'm feel so hot...' It was resonating in her mind. Wow, she couldn't believe how sexually intoxicating of an effect this all was having on her. It made her momentarily feel almost drunk. Maybe she was just over tired...
It was about 30 minutes later or so when she arrived at her hotel room door, feeling good about where her work was at. She'd been feeling more than a little curious about what Jen was doing. She paused outside the door instinctively to listen for activity within. Her brow wrinkled a little as she stood with her nose a foot from the door. She felt like she could hear some muffled sounds. She imagined Jen in there having sex with one of the vendors she saw her flirting with earlier. She almost wouldn't put it past her. She'd always seen Jen as a confident free spirited girl, imagining her as daring and without inhibitions. She quickly shook it out over head.
She knocked on the door. There was a brief silence inside, quickly broken by some shuffling noises and a "Just a sec!" Was something actually going on??
"It's just me, Jen"
Jen opened the door, looking wide eyed and a little out of breath. Her hair was damp and she had a light film of moisture on her arms, face, and neck, as if she was perspiring a little, despite the AC that was humming in the room. She was dressed in an oversized thin white t-shirt. It was clear that if she had anything on underneath, it was only panties. Her boobs looked full and heavy, but deliciously perky and round under the light white fabric, and her nipples were unmistakably hard. She felt like she was just standing there gawking at Jen...she swallowed dryly.
"I just got out of the shower...and, um, had to call my sister."
She realized that Jen was alone. A little nervously, "Oh, no problem!" What had she been doing? Was she just masturbating??
Jen smiled and turned into the room. With Jen's back to her, she took a nice long look up and down her body. She was wearing panties. Through the sheer fabric (this must be one of her favorite lounging around t-shirts, she thought...well broken in and worn thin) she could make out a light colored pair of tight lacy boyshorts wrapped around her tight round ass. "How did everything go today? I'm so sorry my ride was delayed. I wish I could have been here to help more." She WAS a little annoyed that Jen had been absent for most of the day, but it was hard to stay that way with all this visual stimulation she was being gifted with.
"Really well, actually; I think the rest of the night is ours, for the most part!"
"Awesome"
"Do you feel like going down to the water? We have at least a few hours of sun left. I might even go for a swim."
"Are you kidding? Of course! This is great. I got off pretty easy today." She offered a big smile.
"I know. You owe me a little extra later!" She couldn't help but get caught up in some little playful banter.
"Absolutely. Anything you need, roomie! I'm gonna go put my suit on in the bathroom".
"Oh, you don't have to go in there. I don't mind."
"Oh, OK... I just didn't want you to be uncomfortable..."
"No, not at all" She thought she might just be trying to act cool and hip, and show that she was a little bit of a free spirit herself. She had to half smile and roll her eyes at how silly she felt. But, she was aware, too, of her powerful urge to just see Jen's skin.
They both rummaged for their suits and sort of half turned from each other to put them on. As she put her own new tank top bikini on with a little bit of a shiver, she noticed Jen turning toward the window as she pulled her flowing T over her head. She had to watch. She could feel her own delicious boobs swelling and her nipples buzzing. What she witnessed caused her to suck her breath in deep and hold it there. Jen's back was smooth, curvy and tan. The shallow vertical dip of a valley between her strong back muscles flowed down to a delectably round, nearly perfect ass, itself caressed in yellow lacey hip hugger panties. Oh how she ached to bite that back and those shoulders and press up against her warm bum. Her eyes returned upward to the height where she knew she would love to wrap her arms, and sure enough, there in her view, from just six feet away were the fleshy lighter cream colored sides of Jen's gorgeous breasts, bulging out slightly from the sides of her upper torso. She swooned at the warmth they would most certainly radiate into the palms of her own cupped hands, and she could see in her mind's eye their chocolate brown nipples that she would most definitely like to take into her mouth and tease to perky stiffness.
Jen tied a black string bikini top around her neck, with the lower strings dangling at her sides. Her gaze moved upwards to her neck, and as her eyes changed focus to the reflection in the window she was shocked into a realization that Jen could easily witness what she was so intently fixated on. In fact, she had the sexiest smile yet on her face, and even from six feet behind Jen, she could see that her intern's eyes had a daring and devious look in them.
