This is a series of stories about the women of a company that uses a paw print as its logo. I make no representation as to the truth of these stories or who they may or may not represent. In this case, this is part two of a story simply called "Judie".
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I awoke next to Judie the next morning and looked at her. Remembering the incredible sex we had last night made me want more but a look at the clock was enough to kill that idea.
"Judie," I said loudly as a nudged her. "We need to get moving. The Show floor opens in an hour." She opened her eyes and looked lovingly at me until my words penetrated.
"Oh no!" She said as she jumped out of the bed. "I can't be ready fast enough!" I started to grab my clothes that were all over the room and throw myself into them.
"I can shower and get there in time," I told her breathlessly. "Get there when you can and bring me something to eat." She stopped and looked at me with a smile. "I mean real breakfast food." I clarified with a return grin. Then I raced out the door and went to my room in the hotel. I showered, shaved, dressed and speed walked to the show site and got to our booth just at 9:00 when the doors opened.
Judie walked into the booth about 10:00 with two bagel breakfast sandwiches for me and a large cappuccino for herself. Her business suit consisted of skin tight black pants, a see-through lace blouse that was covered with a black jacket that buttoned tight enough you could not see anything you shouldn't under the blouse. I finished talking to the one guest in the booth and walked over to her. She was careful to keep the stool between us, but the look in her eyes did not match her actions.
"I know last night was incredible," she whispered. "But today, we have to work and be professional. I NEED you to be strong and not tempt me today."
"I understand," I whispered back. "There will be no problems." I went to the back corner to eat my breakfast while she dealt with the next guest. We continued on throughout the day, dealing with customers and ignoring the horny elephant in the booth. It was so hard to work with Judie and not be affectionate after our incredible sex last night. Many time during the day I caught myself looking at her beautiful ass in those black pants and wanting to press up against her. And a few times I think I caught her looking at my crotch, probably thinking the same kind of thoughts.
Finally 5:00 came around and we shut down the booth. I looked at her to see what was next, to find her looking at me the same way.
"Let's go to the car," I said in a neutral tone. She agreed and we walked to where she had parked the car. I held the door so she could get in, then walked around and got in on the passenger side. She waited until I was in and closed the door, then reached over and grabbed my shirt and pulled me into a deep French kiss. Her tongue pressed into my mouth and communicated the urgency she felt in her body. Her hand released my shirt and reach down to feel my hard cock inside my pants. Then she broke away.
"We need to get to the hotel," was all she said as she slid back over to her side and started the car. The only reason she did not get a speeding ticket was that the distance to the hotel was just a few blocks. She tossed the keys to the valet and went straight to the elevator as I struggled to keep up with her. It was in the elevator that she took my hand. She opened her room door and walked in while I closed and locked it behind us. I watched as unbuttoned and took off the jacket, exposing not a full bra but a shelf bra. All day her breasts had been exposed under that jacket! Judie braced her hand on the dresser and leaned over to unfasten the strap of her left shoe.
"I've been wanting to get these shoes off all day. They're killing my feet," she said. I watched as her breasts swayed and shifted inside her lace blouse as she bent over, tugging at her shoe. I found it incredible to watch how large and firm they were, but without the firmness of the implants I had seen on other women. As she pulled her shoe off she noticed my gaze.
"Do you like what you see," she said with a boastful smile. She was feeling her clit start to throb as she saw her new lover run his eyes over her. Her thong panties were on their way to being soaked now and she knew it was time to satisfy the itch.
"You still have to take your other shoe off," I reminded her, pointing down to her right foot. Judie gave me a sexy smile, knowing that I was anticipating more breast movement. Slowly, she leaned over and unfastened the strap of her shoe and I watched her breasts shift and sway inside her blouse. She tugged the shoe off and smiled at me as she straightened her back.
"Do you like seeing a little boob every now and then?" she asked me. She was trying hard to draw out the uncertainty, and I would play her game because I knew from last night that it would be worth almost anything to have sex with her again.
"That is not a little look," I retorted with a smile. "And what you have there cannot be classified as little."
"Oh... am I bigger than your other dates?" she asked, knowing that she was teasing me. I thought for a moment to frame my answer properly.
"Bigger is nice, but not always better," I postulated. "But yours are the perfect balance of large, natural breasts that are firm enough, yet supple. The slight sag tells a man that you are a fertile woman that would be able to suckle children well. The curve of your hips tells me that you could bear larger children easier than skinny women. Men are genetically wired to find you attractive."
"Wow," she said. "All that about me? With that kind of complement, you should be rewarded." She ripped the blouse open, sending buttons flying. "I always wanted to do that. Tonight I am all yours." I walked to her and placed my hands on her breasts. She looked down and watched as I caressed and kneaded her breasts, pressing them as I lifted them up from the black satin shelf.
After well over a minute had passed Judie asked "Do I feel okay?"
