Business Trip...  

RottenApple70 46M
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8/7/2006 5:40 pm
Business Trip...

Dave and I had been colleagues for about three years. We were a team and an
extremely good one at that. Working together so closely and for so long we'd
built up a rapport that was almost telepathic, we almost always knew what the
other was thinking. I'd sensed that something had been bothering him for a
while, even before our last business trip.

Dave and I worked in the 'dreaded' internal audit department of a large firm of
accountants. Our job meant that every month we would spend two days visiting one
of company's branches around the country, staying overnight at a hotel nearby. I
guess you could say our working arrangements were convenient but they were
always strictly business. I liked Dave, we got on really well together but that
was it. He was in his early thirties, married with the typical two kids and a
mortgage. I'd be lying if I said I didn't find him attractive and I admit that a
certain amount of flirting went on (and not just by me) but we were friends and
we had to work together and he was totally devoted to his family so that, as
they say, was that.

As I've said, I was sure something was bothering him but I figured that it
wasn't really any of my business. If he'd wanted to talk to me about it he
would've done. It made our trip a bit of a strain however. Instead of being his
usual chatty, outgoing self Dave was unusually quiet and withdrawn. He was like
that all during the first day of the visit and even over dinner that evening he
had been somewhat distant. I did, however, get him to agree to meet up later in
the bar for our customary drink and chat about the day's findings.

I'd showered and changed and made my way down to the bar. Ordering a large glass
of wine, I took my seat at an available table, lit a cigarette, opened my case
and took out my papers to review while I waited for Dave to appear.

I'd finished reviewing my first set of notes and was just lighting a second
cigarette when Dave arrived about twenty minutes later. His face was drawn but
he managed to smile as he asked me if I'd like another drink. He made his way to
the bar and returned a few minutes later with our drinks. Pulling his seat
closer to mine, he sat down and we proceeded to discuss the events of that day.

It was probably the drink, but I finally worked up the courage to ask him what
was on his mind. "Look Dave," I said, "I know it's probably none of my business,
and I won't mind if you say so," I continued, "but I can't help noticing that
you haven't been yourself lately. Is there anything wrong? Can I help in
anyway?" I asked with concern obvious in my voice.

Dave sighed, "I'm fine, Emma. Really I am." he said. "It's just, well, you know,
things. Thank you for asking though. I should've guessed you'd have noticed." he
added.

"I couldn't help but notice," I said with wry grin. "Are you sure I can't help?"

He shook his head, "It's nothing really. I just need to sort some things out.
I'll be all right."

I decided to let it drop. If Dave said it was nothing then it probably wasn't
worth worrying about. We had few more drinks and Dave lightened up a bit. By the
end of the evening he was almost his old self. All in all it was quite a
pleasant evening.

It was almost eleven when I decided to call it a night. It had been a long day
and I was pretty tired. Dave walked me to my room and, as was our habit, he
kissed me goodnight. The kiss was brief but yet strangely lingering at the same
time. I was almost certain I caught a look of longing in his eye as I said,
"goodnight," and closed the door.

I sat down on the edge of my bed and lit a cigarette. Shaking my head as I
inhaled deeply I thought to myself, don't be silly, you've had too much to drink
and you're imagining things. And then, because I'd had too much to drink and my
mind was already pointed in that direction, I did begin to imagine things.

I leaned back and closed my eyes and suddenly, in my mind, Dave was there with
me, kissing me, running his hands all over my body, slowly undressing me. I
could almost feel his mouth softly kissing and sucking my breasts, his hands
roaming all over my naked skin. Without even being aware of how it happened I
found my fingers in my pussy, rubbing my clit as I imagined Dave's mouth
feasting on my most sensitive flesh.

I lay back, my legs spread wide and my imagination had Dave above me, his hands
pinning my arms above my head, his cock gently teasing the entrance to my pussy.
I drove two fingers into my cunt, picturing myself impaled on Dave's prick as he
drove it into me with long, slow strokes.

To say I was aroused was an understatement. My thumb pressed against my clit as
my fingers plunged in and out of my cunt. My free hand slipped inside my blouse
and worked its way under my bra. I teased my breasts as the fingers of my other
hand pumped in and out.

My eyes were closed but I could feel Dave above me, pinning me to the bed as his
cock ploughed in and out of my pussy. My body writhed below him as a familiar
warm glow spread over me. "Oh yes! Fuck me, fuck me hard!" I heard myself moan
as I surrendered myself to the sensations rising from my throbbing clit.

The pressure suddenly became too much to bear. I drove my fingers deep into my
cunt, pressing my thumb firmly against my clit. My back arched, lifting my bum
off the bed as my body shook uncontrollably. I was breathing hard. My heart beat
like a hammer in my chest as my orgasm gripped me. The sensations quickly became
to much to bear and I pulled my fingers from my cunt. Lifting them to my lips, I
sucked them into my mouth, savouring the taste of my juices as I slowly licked
them clean.

I may have dozed off, I can't quite remember, All I can recall is suddenly
sitting up with a start as I became aware of a knocking at my door. "Emma, it's
me, Dave. Can I come in?" came the voice. I shook my head, stood up and tried to
make myself look presentable before I opened the door.

"Dave, what is it?" I asked

"I'm sorry Emma," he said, "I just need to talk to someone. Do you mind?"

"No, not at all. Come in. Sit down." I said.

Dave sat down on the edge of my bed. I closed the door and sat down next to him.
"What is it?" I asked. He seemed close to tears.

It's Heather." he said with a sigh. "I've recently found out that she had a
fling with someone else."

"Oh Dave, I'm sorry," I said, "When did it happen?"

"About three months ago," he replied, "although I only found out a few days
ago."

"I'm really sorry," I said, aware of just how inadequate it sounded. "How long
had it been going on?"

"Apparently, just the once." he replied, "Seemingly it was a guy she used to
work with. She bumped into him when she was away on one of her work trips. He's
emigrated to Australia since then so there was never any opportunity for it to
happen again."

"But why?" I asked. I was outraged. I couldn't understand why Heather could have
wanted more than Dave.

"It's a bit of a long story." He said with a rueful shrug. "We've been together
a long time. I was her first. Not her first boyfriend, but the first she'd ever
slept with. I guess that as the years went by she began to regret not having
experimented more when she was younger. It wasn't that she resented the fact
that I'd slept with other women before her, she just wished she'd had a bit more
experience."

"Well, I said doubtfully, "I can sort of understand her feeling that way but
that still doesn't really explain why."

"It's easy, I guess," he said. "for the last seven or so years she's been too
busy. First with her job, then with being a wife and then, more recently a
mother. When, despite all that, someone she knew and liked still found her
attractive it did wonders for her self-confidence. Imagine how you'd feel if you
hadn't had a decent offer in as long as she had?"

"Yeah, I suppose. But I'm not married," I responded.

"She just went too far. She was vulnerable, he came on to her and she
responded."

"And you accept that?" I asked.

"I'm trying to," he said, "but it's not easy. Maybe if we didn't still love each
other it would be easier, but we do and it isn't."

"You poor man," I said, putting my arms around him and pulling him close. "I'm
sorry, I really, really am." Then I kissed him. It was meant to be a sympathetic
peck just to show I cared, nothing more. Instead it became passionate. Dave
responded to my touch, pressing his lips firmly against mine. Suddenly he broke
away. "Emma... I can't... I mean I shouldn't... I'm sorry, I..."

"Ssh!" I said putting a finger to his lips. "It's all right. I want this," I
purred softly, "don't you?"

"Well yes, I mean no, I mean... Oh damn Emma, yes I want it but not like this.
There's still Heather..."

"But she's not here," I said, cutting him off. I kissed him again, running my
hands over his chest. "She did it to you, now I'm giving you the chance to do it
back. It need only be this once. I don't want to come between you two. It might
even help you get your head round things."

I cut off any further protests with another kiss. There was an almost audible
snap as the last barriers of his resistance crumbled and he began to respond
with increasing passion. As we kissed my fingers deftly unbuttoned his shirt,
revealing a firmly muscled chest. I let my fingers explore and gently caress his
skin as our lips pressed ever more firmly together.

"Oh Emma," he moaned softly then began to nuzzle my neck. I felt him begin to
undo my blouse. His hands slipped inside to cup my breasts, still contained
inside the soft, silky material of my bra. Dave began to kiss the swell of my
breasts. As he did, I reached behind my back to release my bra clasp. Then I
struggled out of my blouse, still kissing and nibbling his neck as his tongue
licked over the exposed area of my breasts. With my blouse lying crumpled on the
bed, Dave pushed the straps of my bra down over my shoulders. It fell away.
"Oooh," I gasped as he ran the flats of his hands over my nipples, teasing them
gently between his fingers.

Dave dipped his head to lick and suck on my tits. A warm feeling began to spread
over me as my hands fell to his lap and began to undo his trousers. I gasped as
Dave cupped my breasts in his hands and gently nibbled on my nipples.

I finally released his cock from its confinement. I was immediately impressed by
its size. Not so much by it's length, although it must have been a good 8", but
Dave has one of the thickest cocks I've ever seen, and I've seen a few in my
time. Even in my mind I hadn't imagined that Dave could have been so well
equipped. How could Heather have possibly wanted more than what her husband had
to offer. Remembering that this had been the first cock that she had ever had
inside her, I realised that she was even luckier than she knew. I knew I simply
had to have it in my pussy. I only hoped that Heather hadn't been too
disappointed by what her colleague had been able to provide. Maybe she'd realise
she was on to a good thing.

I managed to disentangle myself from Dave and slid off the bed, positioning
myself between his legs. I took his cock in my hand and leaned forward. I ran my
tongue up his shaft. "Oh Emma," he sighed as my tongue swirled around its head
and lightly flicked over the slit at its tip. I licked my lips then opened my
mouth as wide as I could. I stretched my lips around his thick shaft and slid as
much of him as I could into my mouth. Dave sighed as I worked my lips up and
down, sucking hard as his cock slid in and out of my mouth.

Try as hard as I could, I was only able to suck his cock for a few minutes
before my mouth began to ache. Reluctantly I let it slip from between my lips.
Leaning forward, I pressed myself against him. Dave's cock nestled between my
breasts. Pushing them together, I began to rub them up and down the length of
his shaft.

"Oh Emma, that's good," sighed Dave as I wanked him with my tits.

"Glad you think so," I replied.

I squeezed my nipples as I worked my breasts up and down the sides of his prick.
At the bottom of each stroke the tip of his cock was directly in front of my
mouth. I flicked my tongue over it, bringing appreciative gasps from Dave's
mouth.

Up and down, over and over, his cock slid along my cleavage. Drops of pre-cum
oozed from his cock and I lapped them up eagerly, savouring their hot, salty
flavour.

"Oh Emma!" he groaned as his cock throbbed between my breasts. "I can't take any
more," he moaned, "I have to cum."

My soaking pussy throbbed, crying out to be filled with Dave's cock. I realised
however, form the way his breath came in gasps and the way that his cock
twitched between my breasts that he was too close to boiling point and the hard,
satisfying fuck that I craved would have to wait. I smiled up at him. "Cum in my
mouth," I said softly before wrapping my lips around the head of his cock once
again.

I sucked hard, flicking my tongue over the sensitive slit as I began to wank him
with one hand. As my fingers pumped up and down I gently squeezed his balls with
my free hand. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh Emma!" he moaned as his cock began to twitch
even more violently. I felt Dave's body stiffen. His fingers clutched the edge
of the bed, his knuckles turning white as he struggled to hold back as long as
possible. I felt his balls contract. With my fingers wrapped around his shaft I
felt his cum surge up through his cock. I let my mouth go as slack as possible
just as the first jet of his hot sperm erupted into my mouth.

I swallowed quickly as a torrent of cum pumped out of Dave's cock and into my
hungry mouth. Jet after hot, sticky jet shot over my tongue as I endeavoured to
swallow it all.

The flood eventually slowed to a trickle My fingers milked the last remaining
drops of cum from his cock. I let it collect in my mouth, savouring its flavour
before swallowing it down. My jaws ached as I let his cock slip, finally, from
between my lips. Dave smiled down at me. "Fuck Emma, that was wonderful," he
said. "You've no idea how much I needed that."

I smiled back. "Glad to have been of service," I said as I got up and sat next
to him on the edge of the bed.

Dave kissed me lightly on the cheek. "And now," he said, "I guess I should repay
the compliment." He kissed me again, gently pushing me backward until I lay flat
out on the bed. Dave kissed his way down my neck, along my shoulder and down to
my tits. As his tongue licked over their surface, his hands moved down and began
to pull at the waist of my skirt. I raised my hips slightly, letting my skirt be
pulled down past my bum. it was only then that I remembered that my knickers
were already lying somewhere on the floor, discarded during my earlier tryst
with my fingers.

Dave smiled as my neatly trimmed pussy was revealed. I smiled back. Opening my
legs, I exposed my smooth lower lips to his gaze. I ran a finger between my hot,
wet labia. My body squirmed involuntarily at the contact my juices coated my
finger.

Dave grabbed my hand and raised my finger to his lips. He seemed to savour the
taste as he sucked my finger into his mouth. "Mmm Emma, you taste delicious," he
said. Before I could muster a reply Dave moved between my legs and lowered his
face to my pussy.

"Ohhh mmm," I sighed as his tongue slid between my moist lower lips and licked
along the length of my slit. He flicked his tongue over my clit, sending bolts
of pleasure shooting through me before beginning a leisurely exploration of my
pussy. I squirmed with pleasure as is tongue probed every fold of my cunt. I
moaned as he sucked gently on his labia. His touch was soft and sure, almost
like a woman's and I savoured the sensations Dave was giving me.

My body writhed with pleasure. I began to play with my breasts, cupping them in
my hands and squeezing my nipples as Dave's tongue expertly drove me towards my
climax.

He sucked my clit between his lips and began to flick his tongue over its tip. I
felt a familiar warm glow begin to spread from my pussy to engulf my entire
body. The walls of my cunt began to contract and I bit my lip as I held on,
letting the pressure grow.

Dave's mouth drove me onwards. I began to whimper softly. My body craved the
release of my impending orgasm. Desperately, I held back, trying to prolong the
pleasure as Dave feasted himself on my pussy. The contractions in my cunt spread
to my womb, becoming stronger and stronger with every stroke of Dave's tongue
and still I held back, denying myself the release my body demanded.

Dave's tongue beat relentlessly against my throbbing clit. I squeezed my tits
together, pinching my nipples as my hips began to buck. I felt as if I was going
to explode as I held on with every ounce of my will. My head tossed from side to
side, the contractions in my cunt and womb increased in intensity, my clit
throbbed unbearably, it seemed like every nerve was on fire. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!
Oh, mmmm," I moaned as the pressure became to much to bear. As Dave sucked my
clit into his mouth once more, I let go. My back arched, my body shook, "Oh
yesss!" I moaned as I surrendered myself to my inevitable climax.

Wave upon wave of pleasure washed over me as my orgasm took hold. Every touch of
Dave's tongue sent another bolt, like an electric shock, coursing through me.
"Oh fuck! Oh yesss!" I moaned as my climax rose to it's peak. Unable to control
my violently trembling body, I somehow managed to give voice to my desire. "Fuck
me," I cried, "I want to feel you inside me. Oh fuck me, Dave. Fuck me, fuck me,
fuck me!"

With my eyes closed I sensed Dave move up my body. The tip of his cock pressed
against my entrance. The anticipation was intense and I struggled to make myself
relax. "Oooh!" I cried as I felt the head of Dave's cock press into me. My cunt
stretched to accommodate him as slowly, inch by wonderful inch, he joined his
body with mine. I opened my legs wider, pulling my knees up to let him in
deeper. I could feel his cock filling me, stretching my cunt as he slid deep
inside.

Dave kissed me. "Oh Emma that feels good," he sighed as he began to move his
hips. His cock slid in and out of my pussy with long, slow strokes. He wasn't a
heavy man but he pinned me to the bed as he drove his wonderful cock into me. My
fingers dug into the skin of his bum, urging him to fuck me harder. My cunt felt
deliciously full as Dave's cock pounded in and out, faster and harder with every
thrust. I began to move my hips so that I met him on the deepest part of his
stroke. The walls of my cunt stretched and flexed around his shaft as our bodies
moved together.

We rolled over. I sat back and began to ride his dick, moving my hips up and
down, impaling myself on him over and over again. He reached up to play with my
tits, squeezing my nipples as my cunt slid along his shaft. I leaned forward
until my breasts bobbed in front of his face.

I began to lose myself to the sensations once more. The walls of my cunt
tightened around his thick shaft as I rode his cock with growing abandon. "Oh
Dave! You feel so good inside me!" I breathed as I surrendered myself to my
second orgasm. "Fuck me!" I cried, "Oh Dave, fuck me hard!"

We rolled over once more. My body shook as Dave plunged into me. Every thrust
making me cry out for more. "Yes! Oh Dave, yessss!" I moaned as I gripped his
bum, trying to push him in deeper still.

I pulled my legs back, resting my feet against his arse as he fucked me with
increasing urgency. The feelings were so intense I had to bite the pillow to
stop myself from crying out. My hands reached up to play with my breasts once
again, increasing my pleasure as Dave's cock continued its relentless pounding
of cunt.

My body was on fire. My passion peaked again as Dave thrust into me with
merciless intensity. He was breathing hard and his balls slapped against me with
every stroke. He was getting close. I flexed my cunt against his cock as I
prepared myself to receive his sperm.

Dave's body stiffened. "Emma. Oh Emma! Oh... Oh... Aaahhh!" he moaned as, with
one final thrust, he began emptying his load inside me. He collapsed on top of
me, his hips still thrusting. With every thrust another jet of cum was fired
deep into my cunt. When, with his load finally spent, he rolled away, I was left
with a huge empty feeling.

Dave's cum began to trickle out of my pussy. I pressed my fingers to my mound,
letting his sperm flow over them. I raised them to my lips and sucked them into
my mouth, savouring the rich, salty flavour. Hungry for more I moved down the
bed until I was level with his cock. I began to lick him clean. The combination
of cum and my own juices was intoxicating. As I licked and sucked, my fingers
strayed to my clit and began to rub. The effect was immediate. My body tensed
and with a low moan I let one last small but intensely powerful orgasm wash over
me.

We lay, for a while, in each others' arms. Finally, with a yawn and a stretch I
stood up and made my way to the shower. When I returned to the bedroom Dave was
gone. A yellow post-it note stuck to the mirror said simply, "Thank you." I
sighed and got ready for bed.

Dave didn't join me at breakfast the next morning. He was already hard at work
when I made it to the office just after nine. I decided that the best way to
play things was simply to say nothing about the previous evening.

That was the only time anything ever happened between Dave and me. He and
Heather patched things up; at least they're still together so I assume they must
have. If Dave told her about his night with me he's never said and I've never
asked. We still work together and we're still good friends. While I'll never
really understand what made Heather cheat on her husband, I have to say, I'm
extremely thankful that she did.


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