By Susan Smith
“An Old Fashioned, please.”
“Absolutely. Would you like to start a tab?”
“No, thank you. Just the one drink is fine.” Anna handed over her card and the bartender took it. When he brought it back, he placed a glass of a perfect mix of bourbon and bitters in front of her. Anna didn’t drink much, but tonight was an exception. She had just wrapped up an intense conference. She had been able to pack in four presentations and she had nailed all of them.
She took out her phone as she sipped her drink and looked through her emails. So far, all the feedback she had gotten was positive, and her supervisor was ecstatic about all the work she had done. Now she could take a breather and have a drink.
The hotel bar started to fill up from the other conference goers. They were all wearing their bright yellow conference lanyards. Some of them she recognized from other organizations, but she didn’t know them well enough to go up to talk to them. Most of the people that she knew had already left, all of them flying out on early flights. Her flight was supposed to leave in a few hours, but she had just gotten an email letting her know that the flight is overbooked and looking to exchange a later flight for a free flight later on. For the first time in a long time, she wasn’t in a rush, and she took the offer.
She continued to drink and people watch when a man sitting on the other side of the bar caught her eye. She recognized him immediately. It was Eric. Her body catapulted into a buzz of butterflies. She used to work with him a few years ago, back when she was just starting out in her position at a different organization.
He wasn’t here completely by chance. He was at the conference, wearing the conference lanyard and the same business casual clothes that everyone else was wearing. He had cropped dark hair, broad shoulders, and a thin frame, but he looked slightly different than she had remembered — a bit buffer and tanner.
They had a fun little fling that had only lasted a few weeks before she got a new job in a different city. She felt a small burst of lust explode in her as she thought of what they had done together. Late-night sex in the office had happened on more than one occasion.
Here, he hadn’t noticed her yet — his face buried in some papers that he had taken out of a folder. She quickly took out her phone and clicked through her social media pages, trying to find his profile. She found that they were still linked on professional pages and that he was still working at her previous organization.
She stole a few more glances at him, then decided to leave her unfinished drink on the bar and walk around to him. Her heart leaped and her mind started to spin with excitement.
Before she could help it, she threw out the corniest line imaginable.
“Come here often?”
He looked up from his papers, and she saw his eyes trail up to her face. It took him a half-second for the flicker of recognition to appear. “Anna!” he said getting up. “Holy shit, I can’t believe it's you!”
He gave her a hug with both of his arms hooking around her waist. "I didn’t know you were going to be here,” she said when they pulled away. “I thought you weren’t the conference type.”
“Oh, I got promoted,” he said. “I don’t really have a choice in the matter. Now they got me running around the world. And you, what are you doing here? Wait, don’t tell me—you're running the conference.”
She let out a little laugh. “You could say that. I had four presentations.”
“You were presenting?” he asked, raising his eyebrows and sitting down next to her. “Four times? That’s incredible. I knew you would be blazing through the non-profit world one day. I wish I would have known that you were doing that, I would have sat in on them.”
They slipped into normal conversation very easily, picking up where they had left off two years ago. He had ordered himself a beer but wasn’t paying too much attention to it, focusing on the conversation with Anna. She became aware that their bodies were shifting closer together, his arm resting right next to hers.
Anna found herself unable to take her eyes off of him and her mind was spinning with the memories of their previous trysts together. A very real fantasy began to build inside of her, but first, she had to find out if he was single.
The question, however, came to her first. “Do you, uh—are you seeing anyone?”
She had to slightly bite the inside of my lip to keep from smiling. “Not at the moment,” she said nonchalantly. “I’ve been too busy to even think about that.” It was true. Preparing for this conference had taken up a large portion of her time for the past six months.
Before she even had a chance to ask, he said, “I’m not seeing anyone either.”
From that point, it didn’t take long for their conversation to move from catching up to flirting. She found out that he was taking a late flight out tomorrow evening. As they talked, their arms inched closer and closer to each other until they began to brush up lightly against one another.
“We had a good time together, as coworkers,” he said, taking a sip of his beer and eyeing her as if she was scared of how she would react to what he was saying. “Pretty good times.”
“We did,” she agreed, curling a loose strand of hair behind her ear and cocking her head slightly.
“You want to uh—er—can I buy you a drink?”
His nervousness made her smile. “I’ve already had my fill, but thank you,” she said. She saw his face drop in disappointment for a moment, and she leaned forward putting a hand on his arm.
“Don’t you think we should cut to the chase?” She was trying her best to keep her cool, but her heart was pounding so hard she could hear it in her ears.
“Cut to the chase?”
“Come up to my room with me,” she said, keeping her eyes directly on his.
He sputtered out a small laugh and raised an eyebrow. “I had forgotten how bold you can be,” he said.
The way he said those words made the heat inside of her grow more intense. “You say it like it’s a bad thing.”
“It’s not a bad thing,” he said.
They were so close now, her chin nearly able to rest on his shoulder. She moved even closer, and he murmured his words again. “It’s not a bad thing at all.”
Their faces moved forward at the same time, and they pressed their lips together, sharing a short, yet deep, kiss. When they pulled away from each other, she felt herself brimming with arousal.
“All right,” he said. “Lead the way.”
They picked up their bags and she led the way to the elevator. Anna’s room was on the fifth floor. She fumbled with the keys, but as soon as the door was opened, their hands were all over each other.
They started to kiss as the door closed behind them. She closed her eyes and moaned, a deep lust erupting inside of her. He stuck out his tongue slightly and used it to tease her mouth open to suck on her lower lip. As they kissed, he pulled off his coat, letting drop to the floor before working to unbutton his shirt.
By the time they pulled away from the kiss, he was shirtless. Her breath caught in her throat as her eyes traveled up and down the length of his muscular body. He was more attractive than she had remembered. He stepped forward to give her another kiss, and she kissed him back eagerly. It felt so damn good, and she groaned softly as she felt his arms circle around her and push her further into the room.
They broke the kiss again to fall back onto the hotel bed. She laid down on the fresh sheets and he moved to lay on top of her. His arms held him strong and steady above her, while he pressed the bottom half of his body against hers. She wrapped her legs around him eagerly, her heels poking the back of his calves.
He brought his hand up to her cheek and began to caress it softly before slowly sliding it down to her neck to push her hair out of the way of her chest. He ran his thumb down the collar of her shirt before cupping her breast and giving it a gentle squeeze. Pleasure swept through her, and she couldn’t help but moan in response.
“I’m so wet.”
Then, she pushed him off of her, forcing him to slide down to the ground in front of her. She pulled up her skirt and opened up her legs, giving him a sly smile as she did so. “I want you to lick me,” she said, moving aside the slip of her panties. “I’m wet and ready for you.”
His eyes fixated on her the reveal of her moist pussy. “I think I can manage that,” he said, smiling, adjusting his body so that he could push her legs open further. He began to leave small biting kisses up and down her thighs, pushing her skirt up even more. Finally, his mouth made it to her ladyhood, pressing against her clit. He took in her juices as if it was honey. Without missing a beat of his licking, his hands found their way under her shirt and traveled up to her bosom, fondling her tits through her bra. She lay back, letting the pleasure sweep over her as she began to undo her blouse. By the time he unfasted his mouth from her, her clit was pulsating and wanting more.
He came up to her lips again, kissing her hard and leaving her with the taste of her own wetness on her tongue. Her shirt came off, he expertly looped his hand around her back to undo the clasps on her bra.
“You’re so gorgeous,” he breathed as he got back to stand on the floor and undo his pants. He pushed them down quickly and pulled out his stiff cock. It pointed straight up with a slight attractive curve.
“Let me return the favor for you,” she said, pulling him closer to her. He didn’t resist and moaned as he pushed his dick onto the front of her wet tongue. She sucked with gusto and was incredibly turned on.
“Fuck, that’s amazing,” he muttered, throwing his head back. “You’re so good at this.” As she sucked, he reached over to the pants that he had discarded on the bed, pulling them to him quickly and taking his wallet out of the pocket. Anna was so invested in sucking him off, that she barely realized any of this and was happy to see a condom in his hand.
With a giddy smile, he opened up the tiny aluminum package and took out the condom, sheathing himself with the thin latex quickly. Then, he turned his attention back to Anna, who had slipped off her skirt and underwear, leaving her completely naked. He got back on top of her again and plunged his manhood deep into her pussy. She was so wet, it slipped in without a shred of resistance.
She let out a gasping moan, her eyes squeezing shut in pleasure as their legs became intertwined. His knees dug into the mattress as he rocked into her, building up a rhythm and increasing his pace. Her pussy tightened around his cock as he pumped himself into her and brought his head down to kiss her neck. The bed began to squeak, and if there was anyone in the hotel room next door, they surely would have heard it. Neither Anna nor Eric cared, however, and they kept going. They both tried to stifle their moans to no avail.
Anna could feel a tidal wave of an orgasm building in her cunt and spreading out to each and every nerve in her body. Eric remembered what to do to make her give in. He put his mouth against hers and used his tongue to tease her lips open, letting their tongues swirl around each other.
It was all she needed to reach her peak. “Oh...oh,” she moaned into his mouth as she felt her climax igniting. A burst of intense hotness exploded inside of her as she orgasmed hard, her entire body overcome with ecstasy. Eric didn’t stop, however, and didn’t miss a beat of his stroke. He continued to pummel his cock deep into her slit until finally, he succumbed to his own orgasm with a low, growl-like moan.
He lay there on his back, and they remained there for a few moments, taking deep, gasping breaths. “Wow,” he said, finally. “That’s all I can say.”
Anna giggled, and Eric leaned over, giving her a small peck on the cheek. “We should probably get cleaned up.”
“And order room service?” asked Anna.
He smiled, giving her another small kiss. “And order room service.”