I use to think it was unfortunate that my job required me to be on the road quite often. That is until Diana was hired to work with me. I'm a married man, quite happily, and enjoy a good sex life with my wife but she isn't (I suppose I should say wasn't) as adventurous as I would like. Diana is married as well, her husband is very nice, but I came to learn that he's not very creative when it comes to sex. Anyway, I likely spend two weeks a month on the road, staying in hotels, wishing my wife was with me. I've probably spent hundreds of dollars ordering porn at the hotels (I can't go a week without some relief).
Last February my manager decided that my area was big enough to require two people. I thought at least it'd be nice to have some company on the road. I meet Diana for the first time on February 22. She's around 5'8", well built, full figured but not fat. She has shoulder length red hair and a set of breast that make men beg. To top it off she wears cute glasses, there's something about a women in glasses that just makes me hot.
The first few weeks of work were fairly uneventful. We stayed in the office; I had to get her caught up on the business, and the personalities we had to deal with. We got along great, and there was definitely sexual tension but both of us were married and we never went anywhere with it (at that time). During those two weeks I think I had the best sex of my life with my wife. I came home every day all hot and bothered from working with Diana and would take out my frustrations with a good solid fucking of my wife. Diana did the same thing with her husband.
In late March the time came to hit the road. We decided it was best to travel together (that way we could share the driving) and take one day to do what would have taken me two on my own. The first week on the road was unbearable. The sexual tension built throughout the day and unlike before I couldn't go home and fuck my wife. I consoled myself with some fast hand action. We headed home for the weekend, and the second I was through the door I pulled my wife into the bedroom, stripped her bare and fucked her brains out. I had an incredibly intense orgasm, as did she. She wanted to know what had gotten into me, I told her I just missed her.
Diana and I headed out on the road again the following week. After a day's work and a nice supper we retired to our respective rooms. This time they happened to be back to back (we'd always ended up on different floors before). My cock had been hard most of the day, I have no doubt that Diana had noticed. After I brushed my teeth I settled into bed with some complimentary lotion and started to rub my raging hard-on. I was clicking through the channels and found one of those infomercials for telephone hotlines. I settled in on the bikini-clad beauties, imagining Diana in the different outfits. I thought I heard noise coming from next door so I muted the TV. I pressed my ear up against the wall and I heard the unmistakable sounds of a woman nearing orgasm. I continued to stroke my cock, picking up the pace as Diana's moans became louder. When she finally came, I was certain I heard her call my name. That was enough to make me blow my load. I decided that the next night I was going to make sure she screamed my name.
The following day went well, Diana and I carried on in our usual manner. I did notice that she was becoming more physical with me, bumping into my leg, reaching passed me so her breasts rubbed my arm, etc. It had two effects, first was a rock-hard dick and the second was to strengthen my resolve. When we got back to the hotel after supper we retreated to our rooms. I quickly snuck back down stairs and told the clerk at the front desk my room card didn't work. Since both rooms were in my name I asked for the key to Diana's room instead. It worked.
I returned upstairs and waited. A couple of hours later I could hear Diana masturbating again, she was very vocal. My cock was rock hard as I quietly left my room and went to Diana's door. I could hear her moans through the room door, I opened the door as quietly as possible, winching when the lock clicked open. I carefully opened the door, and spied Diana spread wide on her bed, a large pink dildo plunging into her pussy. She was nearing climax and was oblivious to my entry. I moved slowly to the edge of the bed, crawling so she did not see me. She started to climax, and this time I heard her clearly when she cried out "Oh, Fuck yes, please Michael, fuck me harder, harder." I smiled and slid up onto the bed between her legs. Her passion was such that she remained oblivious to me. I moved myself in closer, careful to avoid getting hit by her hand as she pumped her pussy, and licked her clit. The sudden contact sent her over the edge. Cum squirted out from around her dildo, spraying me in the face. I licked again and was rewarded with another squirt.
Then she realized what was happening. Diana sat up quickly, pulling a pillow over her breasts, I could still see her pink dildo sticking out of her pussy. I smiled, "when I heard you call my name last night, I decided I should find a way to help you relieve some pressure." "But we're both married, this is wrong. We shouldn't be doing this." I was happy that despite her protests, she never asked me to leave.
"Listen, I love my wife dearly and have no intention of leaving her, and I know you love your husband. But I don't get everything I need at home and if you did I doubt you'd be calling out my name when using that monster between your legs." Diana suddenly remembered the dildo and shifted the pillow to cover her pussy as well, she left it in though. "This is what I propose, when were on the road, we take care of each others need. I want someone who's willing to experiment with sex, and if you use a dildo, I already know you're more open than my wife. I can satisfy your needs, what ever they are. Both of us go home happy, and our spouses never have to know." Diana looked at me, I could tell she was trying to come up with an argument, but none were forthcoming. She smiled, and threw the pillow to one side.