Katie stood in front of the full length mirror of her hotel bedroom, dressed only in her bra and knickers studying her well-preserved body. She was approaching middle age but could still attract the stares and admiration of men; often their lustful thoughts were very evidently betrayed by their facial expressions - and often from the rising bulge, visible in the front of their trousers.
Here she was again at the five star hotel next to the conference centre where she was attending a three day seminar taking place over the weekend. Now, as was usual at these events, an evening of leisure and relaxation in the form of after dinner drinks and light music was being provided giving the attendees a chance to get to know each other. Saturday night's entertainment would be a little more interesting with a disco and dancing. Though this was only the first day, Friday evening, Katie had already planned her own agenda - or rather she had made alternative arrangements with the three men she had spent most of the day with.
Katie had a very responsible job. She and her fellow colleagues attending the seminar were responsible for policing the very strict UK laws and regulations concerning pensions and annuities, or rather, the behaviour and actions of the very many Independent Financial Advisors, whose advice, by law, had to be impartial and unbiased. Many would consider this to be very boring and unexciting, but Kate had often found ways to make these events more interesting - as she had that very afternoon.
When she had taken her seat a familiar face across the room gave her a little wave. She had recognised the man right away as someone she had spent time with on a course she had attended months back. They had spent one evening drinking and chatting, becoming a little merry, until they kissed and groped for a while when they went out into the garden for a breath of fresh air. Hardly an exciting affair but it proved an interesting diversion on that tedious course.
When that afternoon, just before lunch, the lecturer provided an excuse for them to get together Kate, and the man, didn't waste time.
'After lunch, ladies and gentlemen, we will be studying several cases where fictitious clients may, or may not, have been given biased, or bad advice and information regarding their purchases of annuities or movement of pension funds. I'd like you all to form small groups of four, study and assess the cases and give your opinion as to whether the financial advisor acted responsibly. Did he or she give bad advice? Could, or should, the advisor have foreseen future events and was the advice given likely to benefit the advisor? Was the advice given so biased that it constituted a criminal offence on the part of the so called Independent Financial Advisor? Was the clients income tax status fully taken into account?'
That was enough for Katie and the man to catch each other's eye and for the man to beckon her over to join him and two other men. They lunched together and got to know each other, spending the rest of the day studying, assessing and discussing the cases, working in the professional way colleagues were compelled to in these modern times - just four co-workers, not a woman with three men.
Now, as Katie pondered in front of the mirror, she intended making sure that throughout the evening the men would see her as a woman, not just a fellow colleague - a desirable woman and hopefully one with a sexual air. The group had already agreed that staying in the hotel for drinks could prove very dull, there were always individuals who bored everyone else to tears by wanting to talk shop all night. Kate was very pleased that the men thought as she did - to leave the office environment behind and have some fun.
And so here she was, deciding how many buttons to leave open on her top, which short skirt she should wear - stockings or tights - or bare leg? The foursome were going to do the rounds of the local pubs - maybe some real fun would follow later. There was a time when Katie might have pondered on which man to try and pair up with; since her adventure with Wally and the lads from the band, she cared not - after all, wasn't the current mantra to treat everyone equally, be inclusive?
There was a knock at the door. Katie opened it peeping her head round to see who it was.
'Are you expecting someone you don't really want to see?' joked Philip, the man she had met on a previous occasion.
Katie laughed, 'No, I'm still in my undies, thought I'd better be discreet.'
'Sorry,' Phil replied,' I just came to tell you we'll be downstairs in the foyer.'
'It's okay, come in,' Katie told him, pulling the door fully open.
Phil drew in a deep breath when his eyes focused on the woman's body. Black lacy panties, black basque, Fishnet stockings and black suspender belt.
'Wow!' Phil gasped.
'Glad you approve,' Katie told him.
'Well, last time we met we indulged in some very enjoyable kissing - do I get to kiss you again?'
Katie stood in a provocative pose giving Phil time to lust over her, his eyes running up and down her body, pausing when they reached her nipples and pussy.
'I think I can grant you that request!' She told him, smiling seductively. 'As long as you don't get possessive and want to claim me as your date!'
Phil stepped close and held her running his hands over her partially clothed torso.
'So, you've already planned to give the other guys a little treat then?'
'Keeping my options open,' she smiled, 'Who knows what the night may bring.'
Her words excited the already aroused man even more, who kissed her hard, forcing his tongue between her lips and pressing his hands on the soft cheeks of her posterior pushing, his groin into her belly. They kissed for minutes both letting their hands wander, Katie feeling his good sized cock.
'Good thing I hadn't already put my lipstick on!' Katie said. 'Seeing as I haven't... '
She sank down in front of Phil and unzipped his trousers taking out his hard cock. Almost devouring his weapon she took it all the way to the back of her throat and sucked hard. It wasn't long before she felt him tighten and take in a deep breath, as he gently held her head. Katie was prepared for the gushing jism that shot out of his penis, taking it all in her mouth and swallowing it down. Using her tongue she licked the purple helmet, trying to insert the tip inside the tiny piss hole.
'I'm sure we really are going to have a great time tonight!' Phil told her, smirking lewdly.
'Might depend on how adventurous the other two are - or not! I like to make the most of these events! What do you think, are they likely to be game for enjoying a very naughty evening?'
Phil was showing how the thought thrilled him. 'I have met Ray before - few drinks and he'd be up for it. Neil is an unknown quantity - we'd have to wait and see.'
'Well, two out of the three would do nicely!' Katie sniggered, 'I'm sure the two of you would try your best to give me a good time! Now I'll have to throw you out while I finish getting ready.'
'See you in the foyer,' Phil smiled as he left the room.
Fifteen minutes later Katie stepped toward the door of the hotel where the men waited. They liked what they saw. She was wearing a skirt, short but not too short, flared hemline that made it swing as she walked. Block heel shoes that strapped around the calf giving her an almost dominatrix air; and those black fishnet stockings. Above the waist she wore a white shirt that tantalisingly was unbuttoned all the way down the front showing off the basque that only just covered her nipples. If the Hollywood types could wear underwear as outer garments then so could she!
The man Neil kept averting his eyes, almost apologetically like he was frightened of letting his gaze linger too long. They were off to do the rounds of the local pubs, to see what that small sleepy town had to offer. Katie waited while they had sunk the first drink before she put the boys right on an important point, directing her comments mainly to Neil.
'We're out of the repressive work environment now boys, time to relax and forget about politically correct conventions - you can look at me as a woman not as a colleague. So too, don't let me cramp your style.' Katie smiled, 'There are a lot of sexy looking scantily clad young girls in here - I won't be offended seeing you eyeing them up and thinking what you'd like to do with them.'
The men didn't expect such directness. Ray, eased the tension.
'Not sure we need to ogle the girls when we've got you for company, Katie.'
'Well we came out to have a good time so you can ogle me as much as you like; I'm glad I interest you. By the way, Neil, stop being nervous about trying to peer down my front and wonder if my nipples are going to pop out. We're not in the office, look as much as you want - it gives me a turn on too!'
Ray, bit his bottom lip. 'Hell, Katie, I'm glad we met your acquaintance.'
'So do you think you'd have enough stamina to give these young girls a good seeing too?'
'Well we'd certainly put up a good effort - though I'm getting excited already! But that's almost all down to you Katie' stated Phil, who had been quietly observing Katie and the reactions of the two men.
'You're so kind,' she said, 'Sweet talking bullshitting bastards, but so kind!' They all laughed then Phil went off to the bar for more drinks. Katie asked for a large gin and tonic, a drink that always put her in a fun loving mood.
They moved from the pub to another one across the street, now more relaxed and happy in each others company. The men eyed up the girls in their impossibly short dresses and skirts and were treated to shows of dainty flimsy underwear; there were lots of bouncing breasts and displays of cleavage. A typical Friday night in most English towns.
As the group continued their pub crawl they left via a back door that led to the car park.
'It's been a long time since I was last groped and snogged in a dark corner of a pub car park,' Katie said.
'We can help bring back memories for you,' Phil joked. 'But I'm not sure these outbuildings are secluded and dark enough!'
Katie shocked the men with her response. 'Not sure if that bothers me - not as though I'm likely to run into anyone who knows me, it's not our home town.' She was teasing and egging them on, daring them. 'Might give us an extra thrill if we're caught!'
The men laughed, sceptical and unconvinced that she meant what she said. Their smiles and grins changed to a more serious look when Katie walked between two outbuildings and looked back with an inviting 'I-dare-you-to-follow-me' expression on her face. Phil was first to take up the offer, following her into the narrow alleyway, the other two kept their distance but made sure they kept the couple in sight.
'How far are you prepared to go with this Katie?' Phil whispered as he began to grope her breasts.
'A lot further than you can imagine.' Katie broke away and walked back toward the two waiting men. 'The invitation was for all three of you - if you're interested. Or perhaps you'd just like to settle for a little kiss on the cheek?'
'Erm... we thought you two were an item, at least for this weekend.'
When she turned to walk back toward Phil she heard footsteps following her, that made her heart flutter with excitement.
'We never expected this?' Neil said.
'I like to add a little spice to my life,' Katie told them, 'and these events provide an ideal opportunity for me to run wild. I'm making no pretence about what I like - but if it's not your cup of tea, well... go and have another drink in the pub!'
