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Here's a story from one of the hottest nights of my life. I was in my early 20's, living in NYC and working for a brokerage firm. I'm a slender brunette with light eyes, tan skin, and a nice ass (or so I'm told). Part of my job was to manage relationships with several firms in the Boston area that did a lot of trading with us. It was a very fun time in my life. I was enjoying being single after recently ending a long relationship. I was spending several nights a month in a hotel in Boston, taking clients out to dinners, ballgames, etc.

There was one particular firm that I really enjoyed working with because a lot of the employees were younger (and there were several attractive guys). Whenever I had a meeting there, I made sure to look as sexy as is possible in a professional business suit. I'd wear my tightest pencil skirt with my highest heels, and a sheer blouse under a deep v suit jacket. Dating clients was frowned upon at my company, so I never expected anything to come of my innocent flirting. It was just a way to make work more fun. I was instantly attracted to Patrick. He was the typical, good-looking-but-also-really-nice Midwesterner. He had played soccer in college. He had ridiculous green eyes that lit up whenever he smiled. I looked forward to seeing him whenever I had meetings in their office, and we'd always chat and talk about life. A few months passed and I stopped in to see Patrick and noticed he had a new office-mate, this guy Dave. Dave had recently moved up from another firm in Charlotte, N.C. He was kind of cute in a nerdy Alexander Skarsgard type of way, but he wasn't very friendly. Whenever I'd stop and chat with Patrick, Dave would say hi, but that's about it. He'd usually leave or put on his headphones. I didn't think much of him, and continued looking forward to seeing Patrick.

One of the topics I discussed with Patrick was working out. He told me he preferred to run and do workouts outside, but he was also a member of a popular gym that happened to be next door to my hotel. The hotel didn't have a gym, so they had an arrangement where guests could use the gym next door. I frequently worked out there, expecting to run into Patrick at some point. One day, I was walking down a long hallway towards the locker rooms after my workout. I was fiddling with my phone and not really paying attention and I walked smack into someone leaving one of the racquetball courts that empties into the hallway. I couldn't see him at first because he was a full head taller than me and I had just bumped into him. Then I hear "I am so sorry. Oh, hi!". I look up, and to my shock, it's Dave, not Patrick. And he's smiling at me! We talked for a bit, about what I can't remember because I was too busy checking him out. He looked so different outside of work. He was so tall and muscular and he looked so sexy when he smiled. I asked him if he was coming to the client appreciation dinner we had planned for the following night. He said probably not, he had other plans, and then abruptly walked away. Right, there is the Dave I know. Oh well, I knew Patrick would be there.

The following night at the business dinner, I spent the first hour chatting with some of the older, more senior karupsworld people at the firm. They started to file out and I spotted Patrick, looking as cute as ever. I made my way over to him and smiled and said hi. He then turned to a random woman standing next to him and said "I want to introduce you to my girlfriend". WHAT?! He had never made mention of a girlfriend before and I was pretty taken aback. I took a long sip of my cocktail and tried to hide the feeling of utter shock. I felt pretty stupid, but tried to convince myself that my flirting was innocent enough and could be mistaken with friendliness. I normally would have said no to the round of tequila shots that were being passed around at this point. I generally don't have more than 1 or 2 drinks at business functions. I had to make an exception this night. I made my exit amateur pics xxx from the conversation as soon as I could and went towards the restrooms. In this particular restaurant, they were upstairs through a separate bar area. I took a moment to regroup in the bathroom, and then decided to sit by myself at the upstairs bar and have a drink before rejoining the group.

Nobody was up there, except for the occasional passerby on their way to the restroom. At this point I was feeling quite tipsy, and wasn't paying much attention, until I felt someone approach and sit down next to me. I look over, and it's Dave. Do I really have to deal with him now? Then he gives me that devilish grin and I can feel myself smiling back at him. This is bad. I'm at that point where I'm completely functional, know what I'm doing, but the alcohol has removed all of my inhibitions. I don't remember what we talked about, but it seemed like no time had passed and he was leaning in to kiss me. His kiss was hungry and forceful and I was totally into it. He pulled me off my bar stool and into his arms. Then he put his mouth up to my ear and whispered "I've wanted to do that for so long". I replied with something along the lines of "Really?! But you never talked to me before". He explained that he was instantly attracted to me, but he didn't want to overstep any boundaries. He was the new guy and didn't want to be the talk of the office if he tried to hook up with their broker so he just ignored me instead. Then after running into me at the gym, he decided he didn't care anymore. At this point he ran his hands down my back and onto my ass and pulled me closer to him for another kiss. All I can say is WOW. I find it so sexy when a man is confident and knows what he wants. Especially in a risqué public situation like this. But then I realize that I'm making out with my client, at a business dinner, with several of my other clients probably still downstairs. I pull away from him and say "we can't do this" and take off downstairs.

Once I get downstairs, I look around and survey the situation. There is maybe 8-10 people left (no Patrick), and they are all pretty drunk. The tables have been moved aside, the lights are off, and a band is warming up. I get into a conversation with a few of the remaining people, and I see Dave approaching out of the corner of my eye. He pretends that he just showed up and says hi to everyone, including me. We talk like nothing happened. People start dancing. More shots. I sidle up to the bar to take a breather as everyone else is sloppily dancing on the dance floor. Dave comes up behind me and kisses my neck. I panic and look around. Nobody is near us or even looking in our direction, but I'm still concerned and about to tell him to stop….when he slides his hand up my dress and onto my thigh. I wanted to tell him to stop, but it felt so good. My buzzed brain is trying to convince me that nobody will see. He slides his hand further up my dress and presses himself into my back. His hand reaches even further and his fingers graze the edge of my panties. He teases me for what seems like 10 minutes, and then he finally presses a finger down my panties and begins to slowly rub my clit. At this point I was completely filled with lust. It was so incredibly hot having this guy be so confident and forceful with what he wanted, mixed with the thrill of being in public and possibly getting caught. I have to have more of him. I tell him that I'm going to say good bye and go back to my hotel and that I don't want people to see him follow me. I give him my room number and he says he'll see me in 10 minutes.

Back at my hotel room I'm starting to freak out. What the hell am I doing. This guy is my client. We just fooled around in a bar and hopefully nobody saw us. This is stupid. Then a knock on free amateur porn pics my door. I open the door, and he immediately pushes through the door and grabs me, kissing me hard and pushes me up against a wall. OK, maybe I can do this just this once, I think to myself. We kiss furiously as he slides his hands up my dress and onto my ass. He whispers "you have the sexiest ass". I can feel how hard he is. He kisses my neck and unzips the back of my dress and pulls it off my shoulders and lets it fall to the floor. He is staring hungrily at me in my bra and underwear as I unbutton his dress shirt. I'm very excited to see what's underneath his shirt. He definitely lives up to my Alexander Skarsgard reference. He is muscled and his fair skin is lightly tanned and he has freckles on the top of his shoulders. He pulls me to him again and I grab onto the back of his arms. Is there anything sexier than feeling a nice set of triceps as they pull you toward them? Patrick who?

We make our way over to the bed. He sits, and I straddle him, grinding a bit. He dives his head into my cleavage, undoes my bra clasp, lets my bra fall and then begins to expertly lick and kiss my breasts. It feels so good to press my naked chest against his, but we both want more. I back off and start to unbutton his pants. He stands and takes his wallet and a condom out and places them on the night stand (yes! one less thing to worry about). I pull his pants off and grab at his bulge through his boxer briefs. This is going to be fun. I pull his boxers down and his (quite large) penis springs out. He's well groomed and I'm really into his cock. I drop to my knees, giving the tip of his cock a little lick on the way down. I lick the tip and then all the way down the shaft. I lick further down into his balls and he lets out a moan. I lick back up the shaft and stuff as much of his cock into my mouth as I can. He seems to be enjoying it, but at some point he pulls me off and into a standing position. He slides my panties down and then he lays on his back on the bed, motioning for me to spin and get on top of him. I'm on all fours, hovering over him, facing his cock in a 69 position, and he pulls my now extremely wet pussy down to his face and starts licking. It felt so good, I could barely move, but I somehow managed to pick up his cock and slide it into my mouth. He starts to moan into me and oh hell yes. He knows what he's doing and I can tell I'm going to have several orgasms tonight, which excited me even more. He continues to lick and suck and grab my ass, pulling me towards his face. Then he takes a finger and slides it inside of me, then two, rubbing while still licking my clit. It felt amazing. I was nearly screaming into his dick, which made him moan even more into me. It wasn't long before an intense orgasm washed over me. He could tell, and he looked quite pleased with himself. Then he dove right back in, sending me over the edge 2 more times. At this point, I was so week from holding myself up and my knees were shaking, so I plopped over on the bed. He quickly slid the condom on.

He pulled me to the edge of the bed and entered me, holding my legs up in the air. He pressed harder and harder into me, and I fought the urge to scream, it felt so good. He had that devious smile on his face again. He laid down into me and I wrapped my legs around him. He held himself up over me as he thrusted, giving me another chance to feel his amazing arm and shoulder muscles. Then he spun me around to do doggie style. He grabbed my breasts with one arm and pulled me up to a kneeling position, still entering me from behind. He reached his other hand around to rub my clit. I let out a little scream and he started moving faster and faster until I heard a grunt and could feel his dick pulsing inside of me. We both collapsed into the hotel bed.

After he went to the bathroom, he came back and laid down next to me. He kissed my forehead and said "do you do this with a lot of guys". At first I was really mad. No, I don't normally fool around with clients at business dinners and then take them back to my hotel room! What kind of girl do you think I am. He said "good". But to be honest it kind of turned me on even more when he said that. I felt so "bad" but so "good" at the same time. He was taking what he wanted, and that was me. And he took me again the next morning and many more times over our year long fling. But that first night was so incredibly hot, I think about it often.