Melissa grumbled silently to herself as she fought with her last remaining pair of panty hose. God, how she hated these things! It seemed like all she had to do was look at them and they'd get a run. With a final series of complicated twists and pulls, Melissa managed to win the war and found her self supremely grateful that this was the last day of the conference. She smoothed down the knee-length skirt of her favorite silk suit and checked her appearance in the mirror one final time.
"Do I look okay? How's my hair, Alex?" She met her husband's sleepy eyes in the mirror.
"Hmmm? Looks good to me, sweetie. But, you know you always look good to me."
Melissa chuckled, "Thanks, but really – is my hair okay?"
"Beautiful," he smiled and propped himself up on some pillows. "You going to wear that tonight?" His smiled widened.
"I suppose I could," she said as she turned and checked out the back view. Melissa felt her face begin to flush at the thought of their plans for the evening. "Do you want me to?"
"Yeah, actually. I think it'd be nice."
Melissa moved forward toward the bed. When her knees hit the edge, she bent them and made her way across the rumpled sheets to her husband's partially nude body.
"Anything you'd change about the outfit?" She hiked the skirt up and straddled his waist. Rubbing her crotch suggestively against his sheet-covered cock made her face and neck flush again. Alex exhaled slowly, "Ahhhhh....yes....I think you should ditch the blouse and just wear that sexy push-up bra. You know it does amazing things to your breasts. He softly kneaded her buttocks as she rocked gently on him.
"Lovely idea, my dear." Melissa sighed regretfully as she slid back off Alex's now rock hard shaft. Bending down, she moved the sheets out of the way and sucked on the head of his penis for a few seconds, reveling in his sudden intake of breath. She then disengaged from him and darted away from the bed before he could grab her and pull her back down. "I really have to get going. I swear, I'm going to have a hell of a time concentrating today when all I can really think about is the new club tonight." She could feel the wetness between her legs and her belly tightened. Melissa dared a move closer to her aroused husband and gave him a peck on the lips. "I'll see you after dinner, okay?"
"Okay, honey. Have a good time." Alex was already stroking his cock, slowly working his hand up and down.
"You too," she said with a wink. The tightness between her legs didn't let up as Melissa closed the bedroom door behind her She could easily see in her mind's eye how Alex would be pleasuring himself now.
"...and so you can see here in this graph how we accounted for all variables during the experimental phase of the project. Of course, we had hoped for a more conclusive and definitive outcome concerning the hypothesis in question, but we all know how that goes, don't we?"
The crowd around Melissa laughed at something that wasn't really funny and Melissa automatically laughed along with them. She didn't even know what in the world the presenter was droning on about. Her brain had declared itself to be full sometime after the first session that morning and now she was completely tuned out and using her time more constructively. She was daydreaming and fantasizing. There was lots to think about. Melissa decided that one of the best things about out of town conferences was the chance to try out new clubs and new cities, indulging in her and Alex's "hobby". Tonight they would go to a new club in a town where no one knew them. It was so liberating to cut loose and become almost a different person. Few, if any, of their friends had any inkling about Melissa and Alex's sexual adventures. Most people thought that the couple was your everyday, average, happily married couple. Happy they were, but everyday and average – probably not. Melissa smiled and shivered with pleasure at the memories swirling in her head. Mouths and hands, hard cocks, wet pussies, mirrored ceilings and masturbating onlookers. It was the same every time they traveled out of town. Melissa the respectable wife and small-business woman became a sex fiend extraordinaire. Alex, too. They both used the time away to indulge themselves in wild and wonderful fantasies, the memories of which gave way to more amazing sex even after they returned home. Melissa loved the thrill and newness of it. She loved unleashing her sexual side, and then returning to the relative normalcy of their everyday lives. It was way too intense a hobby to engage in everyday, but damn it was fun when they did!
One factor in Melissa's inability to remain focused on the speaker was the striking blonde sitting in the row in front of her. The young woman looked to be in her late twenties and was dressed in a navy blue suit which flattered her very well. In fact, Melissa had been admiring the woman's round curves for the duration of the conference. She giggled inwardly as she realized she had no business being in this particular conference session; she had followed the woman in the blue suit. For the past half hour, Melissa had been inventing scenarios in her head. Each one involved clothes being shed hastily and naked bodies rubbing against each other. Sometimes, Melissa imagined kissing the other woman long and hard, unbuttoning the silk blouse under the blue jacked, and pushing her short skirt up around her waist. As the lecture had progressed, Melissa had given in and closed her eyes so she could better imagine what it would be like to have those breasts in her mouth and finger the unknown woman's clit while hiding in an unused banquet room or some such place. Unsuspecting, the Blue Suit continued to listen attentively to the lecture as Melissa's imagination ran wild.
Finally, Melissa could stand it no more. She knew she couldn't go through the rest of the day like this. So, at an opportune pause, Melissa gained her freedom from the monotonous soliloquy of the speaker and made her way to the ladies room. She had plenty of privacy at the moment and sought to avail herself of it. Sighing with pent up frustration, Melissa settled into the last bathroom stall and let the vivid images wash over her. She leant against the side of the stall and wiggled her skirt up, rubbing her hand over her wet crotch. She began to tease herself by slowly slipping her index finger under the crotch of her panties and stroking the short pubic hairs there. She could smell her own arousal and it soon seemed silly to keep teasing herself. As her imagination honed in on the unknown woman, Melissa slid her index and middle finger into her dripping wet cunt. They moved in and out as if they had a mind of their own. First, deep into her pussy, then sliding out to rub small circles over her clit. Over and over again, Melissa moved with a familiar, practiced rhythm. The circling fingers became firmer and faster. She leaned back a bit, used her left hand to hold the crotch of her panties out of the way, and continued dipping and circling until her movements became more frantic in nature. Melissa's mind filled with images of the Blue Suit's nipples, hard and pink, sucking on them, nipping and teasing with her teeth. Memories of the feel of other women's lips on hers flooded in as her hand moved faster and harder, only circling now, rubbing the hard pearl-like bud on her clit. Melissa struggled to stay quiet and hoped she wasn't panting too loudly. Suddenly, she came with an intense explosion as her body was bombarded with orgasmic shudders. Unable to maintain her silence, a loud gasp escaped her as Melissa succumbed to her climax. She arched her back and bit back the groans. Melissa waited long minutes, dazed and shuddering, as she waited for the tremors to subside.
When Melissa felt more composed, she flushed the toilet and exited the stall. Most of her sexual tension had dissipated. Though a temporary cure, at least now she could try and make it through the rest of the day without her panties being constantly damp. Melissa bent at the sink and turned the water. As she was nearly finished, she heard a toilet flush directly behind her. She felt the blood drain from her face. Nobody had entered the bathroom since she had left the stall. How long had the occupant been in here? Melissa's knees nearly gave way when she saw the star of her sexual fantasies step out from the stall next to the one Melissa had been in. Their eyes met for the briefest of moments before Melissa's returned to focus on her hands. Had the woman heard Melissa's climatic gasping? Had she heard the wet slapping noises Melissa's fingers had made as they pumped in and out of her pussy? Had Melissa been caught being a little sexually outrageous in a "normal" setting? The embarrassed woman quickly finished washing and dashed from the ladies room without drying her hands. For the remainder of the day, Melissa managed to avoid the woman. Still, she found herself tightening her groin whenever she caught a glimpse of the blond woman with her wonderful breasts through the mingling crowds. Oh what she wouldn't give to have those in her hands!
"Whew! Am I glad that's over!" Melissa exclaimed as she opened the passenger side door and joined Alex in the rental car. "Three days of shop talk is just too long."
"I'm sorry it was such a drag for you," Alex responded. "At least you're done, now. I'm sure you got something useful out of it, even if it doesn't seem that way now"
"Yeah, I'm sure you're right." She kissed him on the cheek and they pulled into traffic. "I'm so ready for the club. You know that woman I've been ogling?"
Alex nodded and grinned as Melissa shared her story.
