Management Training 1

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are fiction no marriage has been endangered to create this story.

Management Training

I parked the car in the garage, opened the door to the back hall, and shouted "Larry! News!"

Larry shouted back from the den, "Good news I hope?"

I walked through to the den, stood in the doorway and announced. "I got it, I got the promotion!"

Larry jumped up and hugged me. "Great news. I know how hard you worked for it."

I hugged him back. "About a 10% jump in pay, and an office of my own."

Larry responded "More overtime hours at no extra pay, and a lot more work."

"Yeah, but that's what I wanted." Larry grinned at me. "I will need to go to New York for a one-week management training course. They will let me know the dates for the next course."

"This sounds like we should celebrate. How about we go out for dinner."

Ten days later an envelope landed on my desk. I open it, and pour out the training course details, airline ticket and a schedule of events. I see the travel department has signed me up for the frequent flyer program. A week Sunday, I fly out. Depart at 11 AM arrive 7:40 PM. Return on the Friday, leaving 5 PM, getting in at 10:20 PM. I have been booked into the Casablanca Hotel. One I had never heard of. I text the details to Larry, who says he will drive me to the airport and pick me up.

Over the next week I talk with my BFF Sherry and we go over the schedule, and pack my bag. I have never been to New York, and the hotel is within walking distance of Times Square. I am bouncing with anticipation. The schedule even includes a bus tour of the city, a show and time off to go shopping, I have never heard of the hotel chain, but I am assured by the Internet that it is a 5-star hotel. I have never stayed in a 5-star hotel. It even has a pool! Sherry insists I need to buy a new bikini. She grins, "Maybe it will help you to find someone to keep you company."

"Sherry, I could never do that to Larry."

"Who said you had to tell him." She grinned and sashayed away a few paces.

Later I show Larry, his response "Wow, now I wish I was coming, the boys are going to eat you alive. That is a really sexy bikini." His grin is a mile wide.

It feels like my flight day arrives in minutes, not a week and a half.

Larry drives me to the airport. I collect my roller bag from the trunk, lean across and kiss him goodbye. "I will text you when I get in, and see you Friday night."

"Have a good flight, and if you can't be good, don't get caught." He smiles at me. I think it is a bit of a dumb goodbye, of course I will be good. I open the back door and kiss the kids, Grant 8 and Sylvia 6. I turn and head for security. I am in group five, so I gate check my bag. I am in row 42, a middle seat between a young man, and an elderly business man. He must be in his 60's. The young man plays computer games the whole way, and the elderly man reads a paperback. When the food comes through, I purchase a sandwich. The flight is uneventful.

Being at the back I am one of the last ones off the plane, and my bag is waiting at the carousel when I get there. The instructions are to take the hotel shuttle to the hotel. I wander a bit before asking for directions to the hotel shuttle, only to find I had been walking away from the shuttle pickup location. I check in and head to the hotel restaurant arriving just in time to get food before they close. The waitress seats me near the back next to an attractive man. The front desk had given me a package of materials for my course, so I am perusing them while waiting for the food.

"Ah, I see you are here for the training as well, my name is Josh." I look over at the man, he is very attractive.

"My name is Lynn, are you here for the course as well?"

"Yes, I am in from Toronto. Where are you from?"

"San Diego, California."

"California, I have never been there, but I would like to visit. There is so much to see, Hollywood, the Redwoods, the Santa Monica Pier. I could probably spend a month there."

At that point, my dinner arrives, I thank the waitress. Josh gets up to leave. "I hope to see you tomorrow."

I smile "That would be nice." Now that I see him standing, I realize he is probably six foot tall. I like really like tall men, I am 5'9" and it is so nice to have a man who is taller than me. Larry is just barely taller than me at 5'10". I watch him walk out of the restaurant; he is so sexy.

MONDAY

In the morning, I have a shower, and put on sensible shoes, pants and a loose shirt. I walk the ten minutes to the training site. I register at a table in the lobby and am given a guest ID. It gets me through the turnstiles and up to the 17

th

floor. I find the training room, and the breakfast room is next door. Breakfast had started at 7AM and it is now 8:30. The first session starts at 9. I collect scrambled eggs, bacon and yogurt. I scan the room and see a couple of places at a table with two other women at it. I walk over, "Mind if I join you? I am Lynn."

"Please, I am Marcy and this is Sue." I sit down next to Marcy, and start my breakfast. A moment later Josh sits down next to me and places a plate with two croissants on it in front of me. "When I was getting my food, I noticed that the chocolate and almond croissants were almost gone, I got one of each for you. I didn't know which one you would prefer."

I looked over at Josh, "Thank you Josh that was very considerate of you." I point to Marcy. "This is Marcy and Sue."

"Good to meet you Marcy, Sue"

Marcy smiles "Well Josh, it looks like you are a keeper. How do you two know each other?"

I my mouth is full of Chocolate croissant, so Josh answers. "We met in the hotel restaurant last night. We were both late arrivals."

Sue jumps in. "Sounds like you two are set up for some work travel fun. Josh, if Lynn doesn't want you, call me. You are quite the hunk. Much more attractive than my husband."

I blush. "Oh, no, nothing like that. I am quite happily married."

Marcy comments, "So are we, but my husband is a thousand miles away. He would never find out if I spent the night in Josh's bed." I choke on my croissant.

"Whoa, ladies, don't I get a say?" Josh is ginning like a teenager who is told he is about to get laid.

Sue says "I don't know, do you think he needs to have a say in this, ladies?"

I put down my croissant, put my head on the table, and my arms over my head. "It is not like that. I barely know Josh."

Marcy pats my arm. "Sorry, we are just teasing."

I sit up and put my hands in my lap. "I am not going to cheat on my husband, I am happily married."

Sue says "So says just about every woman who comes to an event like this, but statistically between 10% and 20% will yield to temptation before the end of the week. This course has 60 women and 45 men. Between 6 and 12 of the women will slip the chain for at least one night. I admit that I have done it more than once."

"Oh, god, what have I gotten myself into." I pick up my fork and start into my eggs.

Marcy gets up "Anyone want more coffee?"

Josh says "That would be nice. One sugar, no cream."

Marcy looks around at the rest of us then heads to the coffee.

Josh leans over "Don't worry, I just like you, I'm not trying to get into your pants. I am married too." He puts his hand on my arm.

I can feel the heat from my blushing. I keep eating, and Josh withdraws his hand. I finish my breakfast. Marcy arrives back with the coffee. I clean up my plates and stand up. "I will see you all in the course." I put my plates on the dirty trays, and go through to the training room. I find a place at an empty table, and check the clock, about 10 minutes to the start. The room starts to fill up and Josh sits next to me. "I am sorry, I did not intend to embarrass you."

"It's OK, Sue was really the one pushing things." My arm is on the table, and Josh puts his hand on mine. I debate pulling away, but before I make the move, he removes his hand and starts organizing his materials. Someone taps on the mic, and the course gets started.

Two hours later a break is called. Josh stands up "Do you want coffee?"

"No, just a glass of water." Josh leaves, and I hit the lady's room.

When I get back, Josh has his coffee, and a glass and a jug of water for me. I sit down and we talk about our families, his two kids are a year older than mine. All of them seem to be into soccer. We bitch about being soccer parents, and the need to produce drinks and snacks on command. Then the course starts up again.

At lunch we are shepherded into the breakfast room which is set up for lunch. Josh asks me to save a place for him and he disappears. I grab two places at a table, and find myself sitting next to Ralph, who is rather overweight and next to him is Angela, who fusses over him. Service starts with a salad. They clear up the salads and are serving the main course before Josh shows up. "Where have you been?"

"Exploring, I will show you what I found at the end of the day."

Just after 5 they announce that we will be picked up at the hotel at 7 to go to dinner, and a show. We gather our stuff and Josh takes my hand. "Come, let me show you something." I allow him to lead me. We get to the elevators and he pushes the up button, everyone else is heading down. An elevator arrives with the up arrow, we step into it with two other people. Someone pushes the button for 42. We ride up in silence, Josh holding my hand.

The 42

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floor is an observation level. Josh explains "A guy in my office told me about this when I mentioned that I was coming for the training. He told me about this observation deck, only open to employees." Josh holds my hand as we walk around the windows. Little signs identified buildings visible from this point. There are very few people here, it is kind of magical. "I checked at lunch. I thought you would like it."

"I do, I love it." I squeeze his hand and smile at him. He smiles back. We spend about 20 minutes before heading back to the hotel. In the hotel elevator he asks "What floor are you on?"

"Five"

"Five? Me too, what room?"

"507"

"508, across the hall from you."

We walk down and indeed he is across the hall from me. We each go to our own rooms. I change into a dress for dinner. I head down to the lobby about ten to seven. I join the group and a few minutes later Josh joins me. The organizer directs us to two busses and we get on, I get the window, and Josh the isle. He rests his hand on my leg. It feels nice.

Dinner is at the show venue, it turns out to be a private showing of the Blue Man Group. The bus drops us at the hotel, and we retire to our rooms. I phone Larry and talk to him and the kids. It had to be tonight, because they are busy Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Friday I will be on a plane home.

I sleep well but dream of Josh.

TUESDAY

I wake up horny and rub one out before I get out of bed. What made me dream of Josh? And a sex dream to boot. I am not here to have a fling, and there is no indication that Josh is anything more than a work colleague. Though he did hold my hand a lot last night.

I shower and check the weather. It is going to be the hottest day of the week, I select a pair of knee length shorts, and a sunny shirt. I look in the mirror, this combo shows off my body better than yesterday's choice. I preen a bit in front of the mirror, and wonder if Josh will like it. My 32 D breasts are a bit more obvious. I think, I have managed to keep my girlish figure even through having two kids.

Today I make it to the breakfast room before the chocolate and almond croissants are gone. I spot Josh and sit next to him. "Tonight, we have the double decker bus tour of the city. We should try to get seats on the top."

Josh looks over at me and smiles, "We will need to be a bit earlier this time." He looks me over "Wow, you clean up nice."

I punch his arm, "I was pretty good yesterday too."

Marcy sits down the other side of Josh. "Damn, I was hoping that you two would not be getting it on, and I would have a chance with Josh." I blush. We are getting along quite well.

The day ends about 4 and they announce that the bus tour will leave from the hotel promptly at 5.

The evening is warm, and the bus tour conductor, a little blonde flirts with all the men on the top level. She asks me if she can take Josh home, and meow/growls like a cat in heat. At the end of the tour, she lists the restaurants nearby and gives a quick review of each. Josh and I select a little Italian restaurant in the basement of a nearby building.

It is a quite romantic dinner; I am really coming to like Josh. Not that I would consider cheating on Larry, but I enjoy someone romancing me. Walking back to the hotel, Josh asks "Did you bring a swim suit? The hotel pool may be interesting, they also have a hot tub, and it is all on the roof. I heard the concierge say that the view is wonderful, and there is a bar where we could get drinks."

"Yes, I did bring a swim suit and that sounds great. A couple of drinks and a hot tub would be fun."

We each get changed and wearing the hotel terry cloth robes, we head for the roof. There is a pool, and several raised hot tubs, each positioned for a view of the city. We pick a hot tub with nobody else in it and I hang up my robe and climb the stairs. The view is spectacular and I can see Times Square. The flashing and scrolling lights are mesmerizing. It is full of people. Josh goes to the bar, and gets us drinks, charging them to his room. There is quite a crowd at the bar, and lots of attractive people hanging around the pool. We are probably 6 feet above the bar level, so we can soak and watch people. I look down on the people in the pool. I notice a gorgeous blond with a bikini that makes mine look like a burka. She is leaving nothing to the imagination. I look down at mine. Well, more covered, but still not a lot left to the imagination.

Between the wine for dinner and the rum and coke and the hot water, I am feeling very relaxed. Josh puts his arm around me, with his hand just brushing my breast. A waitress comes by and asks if she can get us anything. Josh orders another round. It arrives in less than five minutes. After a while Josh's other hand finds my tummy, he starts rubbing it in slow circles. The circles move down and eventually the bottom of the circles are inside my bikini bottoms. I am relaxed and enjoying it when his finger finds my clit. I moan and shift my position. In the back of my mind, I think Larry would not approve. I realize an orgasm is starting to build. I grab his hand and pull it out. I hiss at him, "Not here, someone will notice."

Josh pauses then "Should we head back downstairs."

"Yes" I can go to my room and finish what Josh has started. God, I am horny and just a little drunk.

I finish my drink and wrap myself in my hotel robe, Josh takes my arm and we head for the elevator. Just before we get to the door to the elevator lobby, I hear a whistle from the bar area, and Marcy shouts "Woo Hoo, Ride him cowgirl." Oh god, I am so embarrassed. I can feel the heat of a blush rising from my chest to my head. Several people get off the elevator, thank God, nobody else recognizes us.

Josh pokes the button for our floor. When the elevator door closes, I turn and wrap my arms around Josh, shove my face into his shoulder. "Oh, God, I am so embarrassed. They must think I am sleeping with you."

"Well, you can safely say that you have not slept with me." I look up and he is grinning.

"You think it is funny!"

"Look, I am sorry, I understand that you are embarrassed, but you have no reason to be embarrassed."

The elevator stops, and an older couple get on and push the button for the lobby. I disengage and stand next to Josh.

Finally, the fifth floor arrives and we get off. Josh has his arm around my waist as we head to our rooms. When we get there, Josh has his key card out and opens his door, I try to disengage. Josh holds on. "Look, you have had a bit of an event, you need to come in and have a drink and settle down."

I acquiesce, we walk past his bathroom, and he releases me. I shrug out of my hotel robe, dropping it on the floor, then I sit on the bed. Josh goes to the minibar. "What do you want, another rum and coke?"

"Just the rum will be fine."

Josh sits beside me and gives me the little bottle of rum. I break the seal and remove the cap. I upend the bottle and finish it. I feel the alcohol hit my stomach and I relax a bit more. A glow from the alcohol embraces me.

Josh is rubbing my back and I slump over and lean on him. He feels so good. I put my hand on his leg, and look down. "My god, Josh, what are you erecting down there." I start laughing, it seems so funny.

"Well, why don't you open it up and take a look."

I reach for his waist band and pull it open. "What a lovely tower." I reach in and stroke it. I am so fucking horny and Larry is so far away. I realize that I am not totally sober, so I am not making the best decisions. I keep rubbing it while I try to decide what to do. It is right here and my pussy is crying out to be fucked. I change hands on his penis, and reach down into my bikini bottom. I start rubbing my clit.

"Why don't you let me take care of that for you." Josh slides his hand in and takes over rubbing my clit. I let go of his penis and flop back on the bed. I let out a low long moan. He is hitting all the right spots. "You have a really great body. I know 20-year-olds who would kill for a body like yours."

I moan, my clit is getting really hard. It has been years since Larry did this for me, we have been getting narrower and narrower in our sex life. "God that is good Josh. Larry has not done this for me in years."

Josh stops, stands up and drops his swim suit. Then he reaches down and tugs on my bikini bottom. I lift my butt and he deftly slides them down my legs. I lift my feet and he removes them and tosses them on top of my robe. I sit up and pull my bikini top over my head, and throw it onto the pile, then flop back.

Josh slowly spreads my legs. He shoves a couple of fingers into my pussy and starts rubbing my clit with his thumb.

I say "We really should not do this."

"Ginny is 350 miles away. Larry is over 2000 miles away. Neither of them is here to help us relieve the tension. Is there someone else you want to call?"

"No, but we really should not do this."

"All you have to do is say no." His thumb makes a circle around my clit. I moan.

"That does not sound like no to me." Another trip round the clit.

I inhale deeply, then sigh deeply. "God, Josh just fuck me."

He steps forward a bit, I feel his penis against my pussy. He rubs it up till it is pushing on my clit. Then slowly down and when he reaches my pussy, he slowly enters me. I wrap my legs around him and with a sudden lurch pull him into me as deep as he can go.

"A bit impatient, are we?"

I laugh. "Just quit playing around and get to it. I am so horny, and I need a good fuck. I need to feel your cum in my pussy. I need an orgasm, or two or three." Josh starts regular long strokes, almost coming out of me then thrusting in deep. His thumb finds my clit and circles it. I have my arms over my eyes and I arch my back. This is feeling so, so good. Each thrust is sending a jolt of pleasure up my body. I relax my back.

It feels like about three weeks have passed, each thrust sending another wave of pleasure through my body, when I feel an orgasm starting to build. With each thrust I let out an "oh" or an "ah". Then my back arches again. "Oh my god, don't stop, don't stop." I suck him in with my legs, my pussy convulses and I scream. Josh does his best to keep on thrusting. His thumb speeds up. I run out of breath, inhale deeply and scream again. By the time I run out of air again the orgasm has washed over me and I collapse, dropping my legs to hang over the edge of the bed. Josh returns to a more leisurely thrusting and moves his hands to my breasts, cupping each breast then using his thumbs to rub my nipples into burning coals of pleasure. He leans over and licks each nipple, then nibbles on each one with his teeth. I moan some more.