[F4M] The Conference Bonus - Curvy MILF writing after a long absence.
We both work for the same company, running different branches. We meet up regularly at sales conferences. What started as platonic good natured competition among colleagues slowly morphed into harmless flirting. About a year ago something changed. We found ourselves at dinner, drinking scotch to celebrate the company’s success. One by one our colleagues left the party, until it was just the two of us left at the hotel lounge.
As the night stretched on, something shifted between us. I started to notice you in a way I hadn’t before. I started to remember those times we happened to be at the hotel gym together, your body straining against barbells and your heavy breaths in tune with the treadmill.
Now, in this dimly lit room I take a last sip of my drink and wonder what would happen if I invited you up to my room. I can picture us in the elevator; your hands snaking up my back as your lips meet mine. Then at my hotel room door, your lips graze the back of my neck as I fumble with the key.
I wonder if I’m the only one here with these torrid thoughts. Maybe you’re looking at me and thinking about sales figures or marketing logistics while I picture myself spread out like a feast before you…