Ashlynn plopped down at the hotel bar. Her feet were killing her from standing at the convention she was attending. She ordered a drink and while doing so texted Zoe, her best friend.
As she ordered her second drink, someone sat down a chair away from her. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eyes. He was dressed in a black suit, sky blue button up shirt and black tie. She guessed that he had been at the convention as well. She heard him order a Guinness and could hear his British accent.
The man glanced over at Ashlynn. She was dressed up as well so he figured she was at the convention also. She had long dark brown hair, fit and had amazing tits from what he could see on the side.
"Are you doing the convention also?" he asked her. When she turned to face him, he could see how bright her sea blue eyes were.
"Yes. I'm never wearing heels to this kind of event ever again!" she laughed, "My feet are killing me."
"I'm glad I don't have that problem." he teased her. "I'm Simon by the way."
"Hi Simon. I'm Ashlynn."
For an older man, she thought he was incredibly good looking. He had blondish brown hair with a bit of silver in there. His eyes were stunning. Heterochromatic eyes, his outer rings were green blue in color with dark brown inner rings.
"Nice to meet you." he smiled at her.
"Nice to meet you too."
"What are you doing here at the convention?"
"Oh, I'm an event sales manager for our company. And you?"
"I'm a senior event sales manager."
"So we have very similar jobs then."
"Sounds like it. You like what you do?"
"Love it." Ashlynn said. "But sometimes I just want to get away from where I live and go somewhere new."
"The company I work for has an opening for an event manager at another branch in Clearwood. I was offered the job but it's a bit of a hike. I really don't want to move again. You should apply." He handed her the card of the Vision Vista, Clearwood HR director.
She took a look at the address. "That's about 2 hours from where I live now." She sighed. It'll get me away from my family, which is a plus, but I live fairly close to where I work now. Also I live near my best friend, Zoe. I keep an eye on her apartment when she's working. I don't know. I'm not sure I could afford an apartment near there.
"The apartment's no problem. We own several apartments in the area. One of the perks of the job." Simon said as he finished his drink and waved the bartender over.
"What are you drinking, love?" he asked.
"Whiskey sour."
"Whiskey sour for the lady and a Guinness for me."
"So are you enjoying the convention so far?" he asked her.
"Yes! I didn't realize there was going to be so much walking! This place is massive! She remarked laughing.
"Yeh they go all out when it comes to these conventions. It's mostly a marketing convention but it certainly draws a crowd."
"You work for, Vision Vista?" she inquired curiously.
"Yup. We have numerous branches all over. We do event planning, we have our own graphics/printing department, advertising, the whole bit. What about you?"
"I work for a small company called Event Horizon. We mostly just do event planning." She replied. Vision Vista were the big boys. EH was still mom and pop. "I'm here to make contacts with different businesses that can help our customers.
"Well, you just made a new contact." he replied, smiling at her. "So, does your friend, Zoe, work with you as well?"
"No, she's a stewardess. She gets around, in more ways than one." She laughed. "She's like my sister. She's really wild. Gets me in a good mood when I'm down."
"What do you like to do in your free time? Do you have any hobbies? Interests?" Simon asked.
"I love to travel. I like going to concerts. I love movies, music, travel, swimming, fashion, etc. Oh, and I like watching soccer, er...football." she giggled, blushing slightly. "What about you?"
Simon chuckled. "Pretty much the same as you. And I love to watch football as well. I'm a West Ham supporter. I also like to cook. What team do you support and what kind of music do you like?"
"I'm a Chelsea supporter."
"Oh, I'm sorry." he teased.
She gave him a look of mock anger.
Simon thought it was adorable.
"I like a lot of music but mostly listen to alternative, indie, industrial, some dancey stuff. I really like Interpol, The Killers, Rammstein, Killing Joke, etc. What about you?"
"A little bit of everything. Though I'm not fond of rap or country. Mostly rock, alternative bands like you. Some classic stuff too. I do like Interpol and it's nice to meet another Killing Joke fan!"
As they continued to talk and drink, the more comfortable they felt with each other. They even took a selfie together because they were having so much fun.
"Are you married?" he asked.
"No, not anymore." she sighed. "Divorced for about 8 months now." She wanted to tell him she had to leave because he would drink and do drugs and would become really violent. He mentally and physically abused her. It got so bad she had to call the police a few times. She wanted to tell him about the restraining order against him. His arrest. When he threatened to kill her when he got out of jail. He broke his restraining order shortly after he got out and was put back in jail again. She wanted to tell him about the way her mother betrayed her. Instead, she said, "It was a really ugly situation. We were together about 3 years, married for two. How about you?"
"I'm so sorry to hear that. I'm also divorced. About 2 years now. We're still friends though and on good terms. We have a son who we co-parent together. We just kind of grew apart at the end. She's remarried now and her husband is really cool and I know she's happy so that is all that matters. And we have a great kid. His name is Aiden. Here I have a picture."
Aiden was taller than Simon. He was lanky but fit. He had dark brown hair and gray blue eyes.
"How old is he?"
"He's 22. Do you have kids?"
"No. My mom always pushed for us to have some but we never did. I'm glad I didn't now. I'm just glad to be away from all that drama now. But you know what I miss?" she mused laughing. The sex. It was soo good. He was really good in bed and we had sex almost everyday if not twice."
Simon laughed. "Yeh I miss that too. My ex was really good in bed. I haven't had sex in months and used to have it on a daily basis."
"This is my drink to forget night." She raised her glass.
"Well, here's to your drink." Simon tapped his bottle against her glass.
They both drank and Simon signaled for two more.
She watched Simon take a drink of his beer. "What are you forgetting?"
He sighed. "Meh, just thinking about divorce. Never a good thing to go through."
It got quiet between the two of them. Both of them were deep in thoughts. Hers was about sex. Her friend, Zoe, would have already had a stranger in her bed, doing God only knows what. She envied her wild abandon.
The more Ashlynn sat there, the hornier she became. Feeling bold, she slammed her drink down and said, "Fuck it. Want to go up to your room?"
Simon looked over at her briefly, slammed his drink down and then turned to look at her. "Fuck it, sure let's go."
After paying the bill, they headed to the elevators. The elevator ride was quiet, filled with sexual tension. When they got to his floor, he took her hand and led her to his room. The second after he opened the door with his keycard, they were all over each other. He pushed her against the door jam and began kissing
her hard. She reached out to start unbuttoning his dress shirt. They broke apart briefly to undress each other, the door still open. When they got down to their underwear, Simon pulled her inside, shutting the door behind him.
They made their way over to the couch. She pushed him down and climbed astride him, wrapping her arms around his neck. She ground down hard against his already hard cock.
He moaned in her mouth as he reached down to grasp her ass firmly. "I want you." he murmured against her lips.
"I want you too." she breathed as she slid down off the couch between his legs. He stared down at her, his pupils blown. He watched her reach into his black boxer briefs and grasp him in her hand. She pulled his cock free, it was beautiful. Long, thick and so hard. A small bead of pre-cum was already noticeable so the first thing she did was to lick that up before taking him fully down her throat, sucking him down deep. She felt him grab her hair hard as he let out a deep loud groan. That only spurred her on even more.
"Don't make me cum yet." he begged.
After blowing him a little longer, she crawled back up on his lap so that she was straddling him. Before she sat herself down, she positioned herself so she could just sit down taking his cock deep inside her. She gasped at how big and thick he was as she slid down his length. She felt his nails dig into her ass as he encouraged her to move.
Soon she was bouncing up and down on his lap, her arms around his neck as they kissed and gripped each other's hair.
When he punched a thrust deep inside her, she let out a sharp cry as she came hard around him.
Still inside her, Simon flipped her over and started pounding her from behind. He grabbed a handful of her long dark hair and began to pull on it which caused her to moan loudly.
"You feel so fucking good." he remarked, his hands digging into her hips. "You're going to make me cum soon, love."
Ashlynn cried out and pushed back on his dick when he called her love. His British accent turned her on and made her wet.
