As a vet student one might think that Laura would be better able to pay attention during classroom lectures as she spent much of her time sitting through them, but that hadn't seemed to help her attention span. This was evident as she struggled to pull her focus back to the lecture she was currently sitting in.
"At least," she thought to herself "it isn't one of my usual professors."
The lecture she was currently in was a 'workshop' at a veterinary conference she had traveled to for the weekend. And really, it was a topic she was interested in, assessment of sub-clinical mastitis in dairy herds. Despite that, she still found her attention wandering once again. With a little mental growl of determination she again pulled her attention back to the professor giving the talk and told herself she would listen for the remaining half hour or so of the workshop.
This scenario repeated itself for the rest of that workshop and through another session following the first before it came to time for dinner. Laura ate and talked with a few other vets and vet students during dinner, then checked the conference schedule, noting that the rest of the night was left open for social & networking time.
Deciding that seemed like a good opportunity for a little break Laura made her way up to her hotel room a few floors above the where the conference was taking place. When she got up to her room Laura flopped down on the bed and let herself relax for a few minutes. She didn't often have the opportunity to get out of town and away from her typical university life so she was doing her best to treat this conference as a vacation.
With that thought in mind Laura sat up on the bed and started digging through her bag for a moment before pulling out the vibrator she had brought with her. She had been looking forward to spending some time alone with her toy all day could feel herself getting excited already just having it in her hand. She sprawled back on the bed and pushed her skirt up to slide her panties off her legs before tossing them on top of her bag.
Despite her excitement Laura glanced at the clock and hesitated. She knew she would enjoy her alone time more if she could get undressed and take as long as she wanted, and felt like she should make her way back downstairs to the networking time at the conference. With a sigh she set the vibrator down and stood up; alone time would have to wait. She glanced at her panties where they lay on the bag, but decided to leave them there. Talking with everyone downstairs would be just a little more exciting knowing she was bare under her skirt, plus it would help build some tension for her to release later.
Before heading back downstairs Laura stopped in front of the mirror to double-check her hair and outfit. She wore a smooth, grey business skirt with a tight-fitting but professional looking black top. With her tall, thin figure her skirt, despite being intended to be a respectable garment, left quite a bit of bare leg. Not so much that she thought it inappropriate for the setting, but more than she might have preferred. Oh, the hardships of being a tall, thin young woman.
After ascertaining that her clothing was properly situated and that her long, curly blonde hair was pinned and fastened to her satisfaction Laura ventured back to the conference. For the next couple of hours she found herself talking with a variety of other conference goers, mostly other vet students like herself but with a mixture of practicing vets and a handful of professors. She often found herself snickering to herself about her lack of panties and found a pleasant warmth of a low level arousal keeping her company throughout the evening. The hotel had provided a bar for the conference, and in keeping with her vacation mindset Laura allowed herself to have a few drinks, which also contributed to her feelings of naughtiness at being panty-less.
As the evening progressed and the crowd started to thin she spotted the professor that had given the mastitis workshop that she had had done her best to pay attention to earlier. She had thought of a few questions during his presentation and decided this seemed like a good opportunity to get his thoughts.
Standing up to make her way over to the professor Laura felt the room spin a little and realized that she was a bit more drunk than she had thought. "Oh well," she thought, "I only have to walk to the elevator and down the hall, its not like I have to drive anywhere." Doing her best to appear more sober than she felt she made her way over to the professor where he was standing against one of the walls.
"Hi professor, my name is Laura, do you mind if I ask a few questions I have from your workshop this afternoon?" she asked, somewhat timidly.
"Sure, although I don't guarantee an answer." He responded with a smile.
"Heh, oh that's okay, I was just hoping you could clear up a few things for me." Laura responded before launching into her questions. At first Laura struggled not to show the nervousness that she often felt when talking with authority-type figures but as they began to go into more detail in response to her questions her nervousness around the professor began to fade, although she wasn't truly aware of it.
What she was aware of was the presence of the professor in front of her. She had leaned against the wall as they talked to steady herself and suddenly noticed how close the professor had moved as their conversation progressed. He was significantly taller than she was, which was somewhat unusual for her, and had an air of confidence around him that made his presence in front of her seem larger than his actual physical size, for while tall her appeared to be fairly fit. Laura attempted to attribute how close he was standing to an attempt to be able to converse more easily over the noise in the room, but he had slowly shifted forward to be so close that he occasionally brushed her arm or shoulder while shifting or gesturing.
The proximity of the professor's confident bearing soon began to have its effect on Laura's body, which at first she wasn't consciously aware of but the heat growing between her legs, on top of the warmth that had already been there, quickly became impossible to ignore. Laura attempted to continue ignoring her increased arousal while she went on talking with the professor, and halfway wished she hadn't decided to forego panties as she might not have been in this predicament otherwise. But not really, she was having too much fun being naughty, plus this was her vacation.
In fact, Laura was a bit surprised by her body's response. While the professor was a tall, attractive man he was significantly older than her 22 years and she had no conscious sexual interest in him. She chalked it up to her already aroused state and his physical closeness and attempted to put it out of her mind.
Their conversation continued for another few minutes before turning to a fairly specific component of the professor's most recent research. Laura was very interested in hearing about the results but the professor was having trouble communicating all of the details.
"I'm not quite sure I understand that last bit, about the comparison between the five methods of treatment, can you run through that again." Laura said, after his second attempt to explain it.
"Well, I could but its hard to explain clearly without the charts." Responded the professor. "You know," he continued, as if struck by a thought "I have all the charts and everything on my computer up in my room, I can show you if you'd like."
"That would be great!" Laura immediately replied, not considering that would put her alone in his room.