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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Many years ago I was attending a conference abroad, a place on the Dutch coast. There wasn't all that much there, but the conference was held mainly at a big hotel, where I was also staying. It wasn't a conference I went to usually, but there were still a number of people there that I knew. After the first day's session had ended I looked around for people I would normally hand around with, but none of them were to be seen. As I was hungry I couldn't be bothered to wait and headed off to the small town to eat alone, feeling a bit pissed off there was no company. I found a small restaurant, had a quick meal with a bit of beer, and then headed back. There was work I could do in my hotel room, so I'd just get on with it. As I walked along the sea front back towards the hotel, I saw Marie, a former colleague headed in the opposite direction. Now although Marie wasn't a stunner, she was still very good looking, and I'd often harboured thoughts about her when we had been colleagues, even though she was married. At the time, I hadn't been. So as we neared each other, we greeted, and said how long it had been, etc. She was smartly and attractively dressed. Professional, but with the flair that comes naturally to a frenchwoman.

Then she said, I was just going to try and find somewhere to eat, have you eaten? No, I lied. Would you like to join me? So, of course, I said yes, and hoped I'd be able to cope with eating again. Though she hadn't given me any encouragement, I just hoped this chance meeting might be fortuitous.

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By *rinceCorwinMan
over a year ago

Manchester

Good start but perhaps a touch too literate for this forum.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Sorry, I'm an out of work novelist.

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By *inky kissersCouple
over a year ago

South East

Let me know how to get a job writing.

Loving the story so far

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By *isty286Couple
over a year ago

Dorset


"Let me know how to get a job writing.

Loving the story so far "

If he knew that he wouldn't be an out of work novelist, would he ....lol

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By *inky kissersCouple
over a year ago

South East


"Let me know how to get a job writing.

Loving the story so far

If he knew that he wouldn't be an out of work novelist, would he ....lol "

Being out of work, I assumed that there had been a time when he was in work lol

We're all out of work novelists, just sum off us can spell beter

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

So we headed on into town, a mere 5 mins walk, and I let her choose the restaurant, fortunately not the one I'd just eaten in, as there might have been a surprised reaction. Luckily the place was at least big enough to have a choice of eateries.

We sat down with the menus and carried on our conversation from where it had started, which was mainly catching up with what we'd done since Marie left the place I still worked for. As I've said, Marie was tastefully dressed, but with her sense of style had a blouse beneath her jacket that showed enough cleavage to excite my interest. As the wine came, we toasted 'sante`' and that somehow broke the spacial ice, where we could start to discuss more personal things. She me if I had a partner these days, and I said yes, but maybe not so enthusiastically as to convey marital bliss. She passed over that, and told me matter of factly that she had separated from her husband. I said I was sorry to hear that, but she said, it's ok, it's been entirely friendly. She had the same disarming smile that used to intrigue and attract me when we'd worked together, but somehow it also seemed to pose a barrier. Being alone with this attractive woman who might just be available was beginning to have an effect on me, and as more wine flowed during the meal we became easier with each other, until at some point I felt her foot brush my leg. I looked up, half surprised, and she looked straight into my eyes daring me to react. I had almost blushed, but smiled reassuringly. Moments later, she must have pushed a shoe off, and I felt her stockinged foot brush me more softly. By this time, my cock was at full hardness, straining within my pants. Her foot claimed my leg and I could feel the pressure against my hardness. 'Ooh, I never knew you were such a big boy', she said. 'I'll have to do some research later. Would you like that?' In a clumsy way I responded that I'd been attracted to her for a long time. Our hands met over the table, and I stroked her wrist with my fingers. She swallowed the last mouthful she'd taken from her fork off the plate and licked her lips. 'So...', she said, 'what's it going to be for dessert?'

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By *ndrea54TV/TS
over a year ago

cambridge

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

By the way, the comment about being an out of work novelist was tongue in cheek - was surprised anyone believed that. I don't think a real novelist would describe themselves like that. But I'm pleased to see some appreciation, and I hope the coming parts will make it worth the read.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

The answer to her question was of course, “you”, and so I acknowledged that I wanted her. “So, shall we go? Allons-y?”. “To yours?”, I said, and she replied, “Of course, but we need to be discreet, ok? I don’t want tongues wagging around the conference.”. Marie spoke perfectly fluent English, but it had always amused me when she used very colloquial language, mainly I think because she had enough of a residual french accent to make it sound quaint. I think it works equally for english guys as it does for women that a french accent oozes sexuality so easily, that we feel they speak the language of love. I think maybe the reality is that they are more down to earth about sex, and get to the point quite quickly when they know what they want.

While I paid the restaurant bill, Marie slipped to the ladies, and when she came back we left together. We kept the chit-chat light in case anyone might have crept up behind us. As we reached the hotel we agreed to play things nonchalantly, and I hoped we’d not encounter anyone. But as luck would have it, just as we passed through the foyer Roger, a professor from a northern university who I knew well, and also knew he’d be capable of drinking late into the night accosted me. “Ah, how are you, do you fancy a beer?”. I did not feel I could be rude to his face, so said, ‘Yes, of course - I just need to go and change into something looser, as dinner is weighing on my stomach’. At which I turned to Marie, making a downturned face, and asked, ‘Would you like to join us, Marie?’ She dutifully replied, “I’d love to but I feel tired and need to go to bed’. With that, I felt a nudge in my back, and felt something slipped into my trouser pocket. So both Roger and I said, something along the lines of, so sorry, tomorrow, perhaps, and said goodnight. Whilst Marie had taken the lift, I took the stairs, and fished the note Marie had slipped into my pocket. It had what was obviously her room number 127 written on it - she obviously had the foresight while in the ladies to make sure she could pass it to me if needed. I went off to my room, took my jacket off and freshened up.

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By *inky kissersCouple
over a year ago

South East

Good stuff.

And all comments regarding being a novelist were tongue in cheek

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

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By *r ed300Man
over a year ago

bradford

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Great story x

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By *teviem40Man
over a year ago

stoke

More please

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Five minutes later, I knocked gently on her door after I was sure that there was no one around. She quickly opened it, pulled me in and closed it behind us. She was down to her white bra and knickers, neat with her painted toenails matching her fingernails, and pulled me close. I held her and bent to kiss her lips. I am not tall, and she was only a couple of inches or so shorter. As our tongues met I pulled her even closer, and her pubic bone was pressed against by bulging hard on. ‘Mmmm’, she said, I think you are pleased to see me. ‘Yes, I think I am’. She quickly unbuttoned my shirt, and pulled it off, and for the first time we were pressed skin to skin. I had dreamed many times of getting intimate with her, but had never dared try it on while we were work colleagues and because I had known she was married. I told her I had wanted her all that time back and she said, ‘Yes, I knew, I could tell. I guessed you were a bit of a bad boy, and I might have encouraged you. Roger and I both had our affairs, we had quite an open marriage in fact, but I made it my rule never to have an office affair. So count yourself lucky I’m an ex-colleague. But I think you have probably had your own affairs, haven’t you?’. ‘Yes’, I agreed, and If I’d known you were like that I might have made a play’. ‘I’m not so sure’, she replied, ‘you englishmen are often so shy at coming forward - that’s why I played footsie with you, because I didn’t want to wait all night for you to pluck up the courage’.

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

A great encounter so far, love to hear more!

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By *j47Man
over a year ago

limerick


"Sorry, I'm an out of work novelist."

Pmsi well then we will just ha e to endure ur skills and enjoy it as best we can

Do carry on pls

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By *j47Man
over a year ago

limerick


"Let me know how to get a job writing.

Loving the story so far

If he knew that he wouldn't be an out of work novelist, would he ....lol

Being out of work, I assumed that there had been a time when he was in work lol

We're all out of work novelists, just sum off us can spell beter "

That's "better"

Sorry I couldn't resist

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

No, it's hard to resist. Wouldn't it have been interesting to have the outpourings of an adolescent Molesworth? Perhaps he's grown up and on here.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

As I held her close, I buried my face in her cleavage. While waiting for me to appear she had resprayed herself with perfume, an subtle but intoxicating scent, that had me stiffening all the more. Whenever I’d had a daytime meet with someone, they had usually understood not to wear perfume, as it would be a dead giveaway when I got home. Here we were alone for the night, and I could appreciate Marie’s charms all the more for the heady scent that was inviting me toward her cleavage. I kissed her there, then I put my arms around her and unclipped her bra, releasing her breasts, which were ample though not pendulous, and squeezed them in my hands, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples which became nicely erect. She had quite large aureolae, which were dimpled, disrupting the symmetry of each breast, just enough. She smiled at me as I fondled her, and then dropped to her knees, and unbuckled my belt, unzipped and unhooked me and pulled my trousers and pants down in one go. My cock sprang out to attention. She said, ‘let’s see what we’ve got here, I’ve been waiting to see what you are made of, young man’. At the time, she was pushing 40 or so, and I was in my early thirties. Not much of a gap, but we both knew she was the older, and in some sense the more experienced in affairs. She spat on my cock, grabbed hold and I was amazed that she managed to take my whole length in. No one I’d been with had managed that, and I’d rather been inclined to think that if it were possible, it would be more of a circus trick than anything anyone actually did. (This was way before internet porn was freely available).

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

Fantastic!!

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By *ames WhyteMan
over a year ago

Near Manchester Airport

More please, great writing.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Thanks for the encouragement.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

I was close to cumming when I lifted her up and pushed her to the bed. As she lay back I pulled her panties down and pressed my mouth to her pussy, which was trimmed but not smooth. I licked along her crack and ran my tongue around her prominent clit. How I love a big clit that you don’t have to search for, they are fascinating, and it seems almost forbidden like licking a little penis. Her legs were hanging over my back and her hands were around my head, pulling me in closer. ‘Oui, cherie, lache moi come ca’. Hearing her endearments in french was even more of a turn on, as she gradually lost control, moaning more loudly, telling me not to stop, breathing heavily. I kept on lapping up her copious juices until, eventually, she said, ‘I want you inside me now, fuck me with that big cock’. The sudden contrast between her french endearments and the bald anglo-saxon fired me up, and I got between her legs and rubbed her wet pussy with my cock, before finding my way in, and teasing her as my cock head eased between her pussy lips. ‘Don’t tease me, I want you deep inside me now’, she commanded, and so I slid in balls deep and began to fuck her. She wrapped her legs around my back and reinforced my thrusts so that my long strokes landed deep. I looked into her eyes, seeing something wilder than the calm and sophisticated face she normally adopted, and alternated between ‘oui,’ and ‘yes, fuck me hard, give me your cum’ until my balls just exploded and flooded her pussy.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Oui Oui Oui

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By *inky kissersCouple
over a year ago

South East


"‘Oui, cherie, lache moi come ca’. Hearing her endearments in french was even more of a turn on,

"

How very Gomez Adams

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

Bon!!

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By *ames WhyteMan
over a year ago

Near Manchester Airport

More, more, more.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

We collapsed alongside one another on the bed, and our breathing subsided. ‘You are not too bad for an englishman,' she said, and as I coloured, she quickly followed up, ‘Just joking - I came on your tongue and your cock’. I’m glad I bumped into you tonight. I laughed as her ‘bumped’ was unusually strongly accented and sounded just like inspector Clouseau. ‘The truth is, since I broke up with Roger I have felt lonely.’. How come you broke up? I thought you had an ‘open marriage’?’. ‘That’s true, but the fact was he liked seducing his Oxford students, both boys and girls, and his more and more frequent overnight stopovers in college got a bit too much. It seemed he had less time for me…’. I cuddled her and gave her a hug, told her he must have been mad, as she is so sensational in bed. We were at ease together, cuddled and chatted until I felt her hand feeling for my cock, testing whether it would stir for a second bout.

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By *inky kissersCouple
over a year ago

South East

Stir it up

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By *cotFit4funMan
over a year ago

Kettering

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By *cotFit4funMan
over a year ago

Kettering

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

We kissed again, our tongues probing, her hands working my cock as it rose back to life. She climbed over me straddling my face and again I felt the warmth of her mouth on me. As she backed up to me I licked her pussy which was still wet with my cum and her juices. It seemed like time stood still as she worked on me, and I was as hard as when I first came into her room. As she was satisfied that I was again ready for her, she switched about, grabbing my cock in her hand, she manoeuvred it to her waiting hole and slowly sank onto me. As she rose and sank back on my cock I could see it slick with love juice as she rose, and watch it slowly reenter her chatte, as I looked up I saw her face smiling down on me, and I reached up and gently squeezed her firm tits. We were unhurried, unlike the frenzy of the first fuck, and I watched her arch backward and girate, intent on her own pleasure. Gradually, she speeded up, and I thrusted up to meet her. Again, her breathing coarsened, while at the same time I felt the spunk rising in me. ‘Yes, do me like that, you fucker’, she cried. Seeing my cock spreading her pussy lips was almost too much. She leaned forward, and her tits hung over my face. I grabbed them and licked her nipples until I felt her tighten and tremble, and let go again, giving her my hot cum.

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

Great experience - thanks for sharing!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

And so it went on all night, we fitted well, and our appetites matched. Around 6am she woke me, and said, ‘Time for you to go, I think, cherie. Be discreet, please, I don’t want to become known as the conference whore’. She kissed me quite tenderly. ‘Do you think you would be up to another night of passion tonight? We have only three days here, and then it’ll be au revoir for at least some time.’ I kissed her back and said, ‘yes it’ll be like a brief honeymoon, I think I remember how that goes’. ‘Yes, but play it cool today, ok? Let’s pretend there’s nothing going on, and then you can come and see me after the conference banquet. Remember not to drink so much, I want you fit for action.’

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By *inky kissersCouple
over a year ago

South East

Lots can happen in 3 days

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By *ease_EMan
over a year ago

DDD12

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

So I headed back to my own room, luckily I encountered no keen early joggers or the like. I crashed out until almost last orders for the hotel breakfast. Thinking I’d escaped any undue notice, until Tony appeared by my side at the buffet table. ‘Hey, what happened to you last night? Boy you look quite rough’. I apologised - ‘Sorry, Tony, somethingI ate I think, I felt unwell after I left you, haven’t really slept that well all night, but feeling a little better this morning.’

Despite the second dinner the night before, I felt surprisingly hungry. I wondered what more the night would bring. Twelve hours to go, it seemed an age away.

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By *ease_EMan
over a year ago

DDD12

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By *oxtrotOscar654Man
over a year ago

Framlingham, Woodbridge Suffolk

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Thanks to all for the support. More to come soon!

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

Great story!

Maybe a cheeky nod off whilst at the conference then all ready for this evenings entertainment!!

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Mind reader!

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

The day went slowly. I caught sight of Marie in the distance a couple of times between presentations, and almost brushed past her once at lunchtime, but we hardly acknowledged each other, according to the plan. She was dressed in a deep red suit that hugged her figure, stylish but also somehow also austere, maybe because of the serious expression she wore while at work. I remembered how her lips had been pressed to mine, and how her eyes had shone as we had coupled. At one point I heard her chatting in a group about the work someone had presented, sounding her most earnest, and I thought about how nobody would guess about her sexual appetite the night before. There were quite a few boring talks, and the droning of the speakers helped me to catch the odd 40 winks as I sat in the darkness of the auditorium at the back. It was still 7 hours to go, and I was feeling impatient to be naked with her again.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Great story can’t wait for more

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By *ease_EMan
over a year ago

DDD12

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By *teviem40Man
over a year ago

stoke

More please

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By *ndyandMandyCouple
over a year ago

swansea

Superb

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By *itboyslim2Man
over a year ago

stevenage

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By *us man1957Man
over a year ago

Guildford

Great waiting for next to the linny installment

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By *uffdiver6996Man
over a year ago

North Dorset

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Great

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By *eorge0305Man
over a year ago

Burnham

fantastic story

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

More!!

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

So I headed back to my own room, luckily I encountered no keen early joggers or the like. I crashed out until almost last orders for the hotel breakfast. Thinking I’d escaped any undue notice, until Tony appeared by my side at the buffet table. ‘Hey, what happened to you last night? Boy you look quite rough’. I apologised - ‘Sorry, Tony, somethingI ate I think, I felt unwell after I left you, haven’t really slept that well all night, but feeling a little better this morning.’

The day went slowly. I caught sight of Marie in the distance a couple of times between presentations, and almost brushed past her once at lunchtime, but we hardly acknowledged each other, according to the plan. She was dressed in a deep red suit that hugged her figure, stylish but also somehow also austere, maybe because of the serious expression she wore while at work. I remembered how her lips had been pressed to mine, and how her eyes had shone as we had coupled. At one point I heard her chatting in a group about the work someone had presented, sounding her most earnest, and I thought about how nobody would guess about her sexual appetite the night before. There were quite a few boring talks, and the droning of the speakers helped me to catch the odd 40 winks as I sat in the darkness of the auditorium at the back. It was still 7 hours to go, and I was feeling impatient to be naked with her again.

The business of the day started, and to fill in the time between then and the banquet the organisers squeezed in a bus trip to a motorcycle museum (yawn!) and then a drinks reception. I went along on the trip to be sociable, but did not see Marie on the bus. She was at the reception though, she had changed from her business suit into something more flattering (though the way her suit hugged her curves we have been enough to get me going anyway). She looked so sophisticated, as only French and Italian women can - its all in the way the clothes are cut, what she wore was simple and classic, but enhanced her femininity. I just once caught her eye across the room, and she somehow contrived to flash me a smile that the people she was talking to probably thought was a reaction to their clever remarks. I knew, though that it was meant for me. Just be patient, I thought, not so long to wait.

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By *teviem40Man
over a year ago

stoke

More please

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

But then I began to get apprehensive. A tall Italian, younger than me, was seemingly trying to chat her up. I was trying not to stare at them, so couldn’t see if she was responding to him. It occurred to me that she might easily be charmed by this guy, and I’d end up spending the night alone and being intimate only with my right hand. Marie was by no means the only woman at the conference, and none of them would be lacking for guys chancing their arm. Like Fab the male/female ratio was heavily skewed towards the males. The banquet hall opened up to let us in to sit for dinner. There was a top table, and four or five rows at right angles to it, all covered in sharp white linen, silver cutlery, shining glasses, and floral displays. Bottles of red and while were liberally distributed along the tables. I drifted in with people I’d started chatting to and saw Marie a couple of rows across a little closer to the top table. Damn! the Italian guy had clung to Marie, and was sat don next to her. I rather wished I’d had my back to them so I wouldn’t see. I soon began to wonder whether she’d start playing footsie with him, or whether his hand might start caressing her thigh beneath the table. I only stole occasional glances so as not to draw attention to myself, and continued in conversation manly about work, but feeling inwardly tormented.

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By *teviem40Man
over a year ago

stoke

More please

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Very good

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By *risxMan
over a year ago

Selby

Very good,need more

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By *im69000Man
over a year ago

louth

KEEP going

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By *ease_EMan
over a year ago

DDD12

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By *ndyandMandyCouple
over a year ago

swansea

Bravo

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

Great story!

Potential nightmare - understand your angst, we’ve all been there! It’s the fine details that makes it - more!!

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Thanks for all the appreciative comments. More to come soon!

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

After a while, I noticed she was in conversation with the guy on the other side of her. Was this a diversionary tactic? It was hard to tell. Marie was good at being hard to read. The courses of the meal rolled on, and we were at the coffee stage when I heard the clinking of a teaspoon on a coffee cup. Speech time! I inwardly groaned, More warm words from the top guy of the host organisation, a gracious response from the representative of the learned society that sponsored it. I knew it was only a matter of time before some wag who liked the sound of his own voice started to tell everyone reminiscences of what X had got up to. I was feeling horny, just thinking about Marie, wanting to undress her again, to hold her close, to feel her skin against mine. A sinking feeling in case she should give me the brush off and I’d have to accept the previous nigh was just a one night stand. I rather good, one it had to be admitted, but I wanted more, much more.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Amazing story so far!!

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By *rodigalMan
over a year ago

sunderland

Very interesting

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

We all want more!

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Finally as the speeches subsided it was clear that we could leave without appearing rude, and I headed to the bar area and found a relatively discreet corner, waiting to discover whether or not I was going to be disappointed. Not much time had elapsed before Marie sauntered in, thankfully seeming to have shed Giovanni. My heart rose a little. She scanned the room discreetly then worked her way around towards me. She greeted me in a friendly but non-intimate way, showing no sign of there being anything between us. ‘I hope that you are prepared for the rest of the evening’ was all she said, and I replied, ‘I wouldn’t miss it’. Under her breath, she murmured, ‘Fifteen minutes, ok?’ And I just nodded before she turned back and headed to the exit from the bar and disappeared. Fifteen minutes is a short time to kill, but at that moment seemed to be an age. I noted carefully the time, as I didn’t want to be over impatient, but also didn’t want to lose track. I walked out of the hotel lobby, where a number of people were smoking, and it was easy to find someone to chat with for a few minutes, without getting committed to a long conversation or a drink. I had in fact been quite careful all evening about downing too many drinks as I did not want to end up suffering from brewer’s droop. There seemed no chance of that as I was even outside in the cool and dark semi erect already.

When the time was definitely up, I took my leave, and the stairs to the first floor where Marie’s room was. Again, by luck no-one was in the corridor as I passed the room, and so I quickly doubled back and knocked softly on her door. Almost immediately it opened enough to let me in and I quickly passed inside and let the door swing to under the spring return. And as I looked back into the room, I was met by the sight of Marie in a black corset, and suspenders, her legs apart, looking amazingly sexy. She was also wearing bright lipstick, nothing like her usual. I could only say wow! This was so unexpected. ‘So you came to the conference well-prepared..’, I said. ‘No actually, this is all for you - I slipped out during the afternoon, and bought these in the town for tonight. Do you like what you see?’. ‘Do I? You bet. God you are looking so sexy, come here!’ In fact it was me who stepped towards her, as she stood in the middle of the room, and I embraced her. Our mouths met, and I could taste her lipstick. As I pulled her body closer to me she put her hands around my neck and pushed her tongue into my mouth. I met hers with mine, and for a good while it seemed like time had stopped. I was conscious of the lacy fabric of her corset rubbing against my suit, and my hardness was pressing against her mound through my trousers. She broke away, and, looking up into my eyes she said that it was time to get me out of that suit, and eased off my jacket, and hung it over the chair. She ran her hands over my erection, and cooed a little, saying that we must let that breathe before it suffocates. I let her undo my belt, unclip and unzip my pants letting it fall to the floor. I stepped out of them, and she laid them neatly on the seat of the chair. I pulled my socks off and threw them after my trousers. My cock was now visibly tenting my boxers, and Marie felt its contours with her hand as she stood close again, contemplating me. She unclipped my tie from its knot and as she pulled on the end there was a swishing sound of the silk sliding through my collar. As she started to unbutton the shirt, I joined in and helped with the remaining ones. As I pulled off the shirt I was left naked except for my boxers, and then Marie went down on her knees. She pulled back the waistband of my boxers and then delicately took it between her teeth, and dragged them past my now achingly hard cock, allowing it to spring free. I let them fall to the ground and stepped out completely naked. Marie took my cock between her fingers, pulled back the foreskin exposing my cock head, which was already oozing precum. Looking up at my face she licked my bell end, lapping it with her tongue. I held her head gently in my hands as she placed her lips around it and began to suck. She held my balls in her hands and caressed them gently. Then she took me again deeper inside her mouth. It was hot and I could feel myself hardening to the temper of steel.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Such a great story and the way it’s written has got me on the edge

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By *aughtyLittleMissWoman
over a year ago

Aberdeen

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By *angtidy42Couple
over a year ago

Redditch

great story need more

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By *ndyandMandyCouple
over a year ago

swansea

Fantastic

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

Oh yes!!

She’s a minx for sure - fabulous!!

More

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By *teviem40Man
over a year ago

stoke

More please

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over a year ago

More please

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By *ease_EMan
over a year ago

DDD12

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over a year ago

louth

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By *ervously excitedCouple
over a year ago

perranporth

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

wow, so many likes, I am very pleased that there are people reading and enjoying this. It has a little way to run yet, and I hope you'll all enjoy the rest!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

An excellent read!

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By *cotFit4funMan
over a year ago

Kettering

Fantastic

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By *thwalescplCouple
over a year ago

brecon

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Great story

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

She kept on sucking me like that, driving me wild and bringing me to the brink several times, which she was aware of as my fingers tensed against her head instead of gripping it lightly, and she backed off each time, looking up at my face with a wicked grin on her face as she saw the effect she was having on me. For a brief moment I felt that I could simply fall in love, and that we might be together like this all the time. But I knew that it could not be. I realised that this was simply a special moment that I would remember ever after, and maybe best treasured like this.

It felt that if she edged me again I might not be able to hold off, and I wanted to cum inside her pussy at least this time, rather than her mouth. I made her stand up again, and pulled he close. We kissed once more, our tongues doing battle, our mouths greedily devouring each other as my hands squuezed her tits through the lacy basque. As I did so she moaned softly and her body leaned into me, pushing back my upstanding and achingly hard cock against my stomach.

I walked her back to the bed and we fell on it, I caressed her silk-clad thighs as I kissed her neck, and slowly my hand worked up between her thighs to her moist panties. I pulled the gusset aside and pushed one then two fingers inside her sopping wet pussy, as she writhed, and with her hands around my neck pulled my mouth to hers, kissing me fiercely. Breaking off she said, ‘Fuck me now, I need you inside me, I want to feel that cock of yours again. Fill me, fuck me deep.’ I got her on her knees and pulled her panties down her thighs. Standing at the foot of the bed, I pulled her back so that I could reach I pushed my cock into her wet hole and plunged in one movement all the way in. She gasped, ‘Oui, Cherie, Oh fuck yes’. Holding her thighs, I fucked her hard, I kew that I would not last long. Her language became more and more obscene, urging me to spunk inside her, and as her breathing shortened and she lost control I could feel how tight my balls were as they banged against her thick pussy lips. Suddenly I reached the point of no return. ‘Oh fuck, I’m cumming’, then felt the thick hot jets of cum spraying inside her hot wet quim.

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By *inky kissersCouple
over a year ago

South East

Obscene language during a moment of passion, in a French accent

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By *ndyandMandyCouple
over a year ago

swansea

Superb Cherie

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By *ve58Woman
over a year ago

liverpool

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By *aptain22Man
over a year ago

Manchester

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By *UN-ALMan
over a year ago

Near Fenwick

'really hot story....

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

Great story!!

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By *ubsteffTV/TS
over a year ago

Portsmouth

Loving this!!

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over a year ago

We collapsed together, and kissed softly, but she quickly got up, undressed fully and went into the bathroom to clean up. She appeared at the door, and asked if I’d like to take a shower with her. It seemed right and I quickly joined her. She had turned the shower on and steamy hot water was jetting out. We squeezed into the cubicle and soaped each other. I enjoyed soaping and gently massaging her firm boobs, and I think she did too. She pulled back the foreskin of my by now limp cock and cleaned it. As the spray fell on our faces we held each other close and kissed. It wasn’t so much erotic as mutually comforting. Her hair was limp around her head, and there, naked and without any adornment, her inner beauty shone through. Out of the shower we towelled ourselves dry and I felt so refreshed after a long day and a furious fuck. Back in the room we just sat and lolled on the bed. I had not noticed that she had smuggled a couple of wine glasses from the dining room, and she then got out a bottle of sancerre from the mini bar, which she obviously also must have got from town on her lingerie-shopping expedition. She asked me to open it - fortunately there was a corkscrew, and when I’d pulled the cork I poured each of us a glass, and toasted her. We had hardly talked since I entered the room, and I told her about how I’d fretted about the possibility that she’d opt for spending the night with the handsome Italian. ‘You needn’t have worried’, she said, ‘He had a very small dick’. I almost spluttered my wine as she said this, especially the way she pronounced ‘small’ as ‘smole’. ‘How could you know that?’ ‘He got hard while chatting me up, and it showed, but hardly. Besides’, she said,’I am not fickle. I promised you we’d have tonight.’ She broke off to kiss me on the lips, I tasted the wine on hers. We lay back on the bed and had a post-coital cuddle. I ran my fingers through her still damp hair. Again the thought passed though my mind that I could easily love this woman.

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By *ve58Woman
over a year ago

liverpool

Do like

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

Great adventure!

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By *ndyandMandyCouple
over a year ago

swansea

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