Normally I hated these types of business trips but I was looking forward to this one. There was a $6,000 bonus on the line if the sale could be closed within a week. All we had to do was to convince our customer that our software was the best. The boss decided he would send me, and our youngest sales executive Sara. Sara was a 34-year-old divorcee. She was very quiet and shy, and wasn't much for the sales game but she was good at bringing in the numbers mostly because she was gorgeous. She was nearly 6 feet tall, slender, with long blond hair that fell in gentle curls down to the middle of her back. She had a flawless, fair complexion with ice blue eyes. She would have a very difficult time denying her Scandinavian heritage. Whenever I went to a meeting with her and one of our customers she was able to help seal the deal just by talking sweet and shooting them a toothy white smile. We were not romantically involved. I had thought about maybe asking her out once or twice but knew it might cause problems at the office coupled with the fact that she was a woman's woman and seemed to be sort of indifferent to men even though I knew she wasn't a lesbian. The destination this time was Miami and I was planning to make sort of a vacation out of the weeklong trip. The meetings would only last a couple of days and I planned on staying the rest of the week to get some much needed R and R. Sara had said she was going to fly back as soon as the sale closed. On the evening before we left I caught her in her office just before 5. She was on the phone as I walked in.
"Yes", she said. "Oh, hold on a minute. Jim could you give me just a couple of minutes I need to finish up with this call. I think it's a pretty hot customer."
"Sure."
I stepped back outside her office door. From my position I couldn't help but hear that she was giggling with the person on the phone. This was not like her at all when it came to dealing with a customer. I could hear her again from behind the door.
"OK I'll see you then, I can't wait, thanks, bye". She said as she hung up the phone. I thought the end of the conversation was a little odd but paid little attention to it as I re-entered the threshold to her office door.
"Jim", she said. "What can I do for you?"
"Well I was just curious if there was anything else you thought we should take with us in the morning. I have all the product manuals. Do you want me to get you any extra stuff?"
"Uhh..I was thinking maybe we should take one of these." She got up from her desk and retrieved some documents from the shelf and began to scan through them. While she stood there I couldn't help but admire her. She was wearing a thigh length yellow dress and her perfect body filled out the attire perfectly. I looked down from her ass all the way to her thin yet muscular, smooth legs. She turned around and I collected myself. I couldn't help but take a quick glance at her ample breasts as she approached me.
"Here you go. Do you think we should take some of these old service manuals?" "Good idea I said. I'll put in a requisition and then I'll stop by here in the morning and pick them up. Do you want to ride to the airport together?"
"No, I have some things to do in the morning, but I'll meet you at the coffee shop in front of the American terminal, OK?"
"Yeah, I'll see you there."
"Bye, Jim." She said with a little grin.
"See you in the morning Sara." I said as I left her office.
I put in a quick requisition for the documents Sara wanted and then headed home.
6am dawned much too early. I went through all the morning rituals a little faster this morning, as I needed to be at the airport by 8. I stopped by the office to pick up Sara's manuals and headed off on route 9 to the airport. I made it there right at 7:30. I made my way to the American Airlines terminal to check in and then sat down at a small table in front of the coffee shop. Sara had not yet arrived and I scanned the terminal to see if she was there. There weren't many people to be seen and I could vaguely see a tall figure in the distance walking toward my location. I could tell as she approached it was Sara. She was dressed very casual in a white T-shirt with sweat pants. She had already checked in at the curb and had only a small carry on. God, did she look sexy. Her hair was so silky and soft looking. She waved as she saw me.
"I thought I was going to be late." She said as she sat down across from me. I caught the sweet scent of her as a gentle breeze carried her fragrance to me as she sat down.
"You have plenty of time. Do you want some coffee or anything?"
"No I'm pretty wired. Did you have anything?"
"Just a little hot chocolate. I'm not much for the coffee here." I replied.
"Hey, I got this email late last night." She said, retrieving a paper from her carry on. "I was wondering if you got it too."
"I checked my mail at the office this morning but the server was down."
"Well here you need to read this." She handed me the paper.
"This is strange." I said.
"I thought so too." She said. The document was from our boss telling us that the company account at the hotel chain we always used was maxed this year because of greater than normal business and that the company had reserved a bungalow for us closer to our customers headquarters.
"A bungalow," I said. "I hope it has all the appointments we need. Some of those places are dumps."
"I'm sure it will be fine." She said. "As long as it has 2 bedrooms and a bathroom we'll be OK. You don't mind having to share the bathroom do you?"
"No, of course not. It's just that I've worked here for 15 years and I've been all over the world for the company. This has never happened to me before."
"It's OK. It might give us the chance to strategize a little better." She said.
"Yeah, who cares? It's OK with me."
I couldn't help but think about being alone with her in a bungalow. What would we do? Now my fantasies began but I knew I had to belay them. Sara had no interest in me and besides I didn't want to be burdened with this. I just wanted to close the sale and have a little break in the Florida sun. As we were talking our flight was called and we boarded the aircraft. The flight was uneventful except for a few good looks I got at Sara's hot body as she slept next to me on the plane. Would I be able to stay in the same house with this woman for 2 to 3 days without hitting on her? I had to get control of myself.
When we got to Miami it was very busy as usual. I let Sara stay at the pick up area while I got the rental car. I returned with a nice Cadillac. She got in and we made our way out to find our accommodations. She read the map the boss had sent her while I drove. We must have driven 50 miles looking for this place but finally we found it. It was a very small but nice 2-story house close to the beach, but a little more remote than I thought it would be. We pulled in, grabbed our baggage and headed inside. Sitting our stuff down we looked around. The place was very clean and well appointed. There were 2 bedroom and 2 bathrooms. It was set up like 2 connected apartments, one upstairs and one down. We had entered through the lower apartment since the upper didn't have an outside door of it's own.
"I'm taking this one", Sara said with a little smile. "I like the bottom floor, plus the access to the beach is excellent."
I wasn't unhappy. I just wanted to get this over with.
"OK, I'm gonna take my stuff upstairs."
