The Remembrance of the Reluctant Representative - Sex Stories

The Remembrance of the Reluctant Representative

... it was off to registration. This was followed by drinks with executives of a company I sell to. The senior foreign managers were quite excited about a new line of product about to be released. More meetings and then we set up our station to show off our wares to the many companies attending the convention. I won’t bore you with details about our goods or even how the show and tell went. We would be here three full days and two nights. I just wanted out there. I hated sells I always have, but it is all I know. When at last we were able to leave all I wanted was to go back to the hotel, take a bath and go to bed. Thurgood had other plans, we went to a swanky restaurant. He ordered for me, salad, lobster, wine and a dessert. He had me set beside him in a small booth at the back. We carried on a polite, forced conversation throughout dinner. I was in my mid-thirties at the time while he was over sixty and I felt I had nothing in common with him. After the last bite of the meal was finished, he pulled a cigar out of his inside coat pocket and announced, “I know you don’t mind,” as he lit it. In point of fact, I did mind but I kept my mouth shut. We continued our meaningless conversation for a minute or two while the disgusting blue smoke hung thick in the air. I began to cough and Thurgood unwillingly snubbed out his smoke. Putting his arm around me he drew me nearer to him as gooseflesh formed all over my body. He moved his mouth down to my ear and his deep voice provoked an ...

... agitated feeling in me. The anxiety was far from unpleasant as he whispered adorations to my beauty and grace. His warm breath moved over my ear sending shudders down my spine as his mighty hand massaged my arm. Meekly I offered a mild protest, which he just ignored as he told me how much he had wanted me. I was turning bright red as my heart began to beat like some bass drum pounding out a rhythm. I could actually feel the blood rushing through my veins. He told me how much he had looked forward to this trip and how he had planned this night for my pleasure. I kept disputing his claims of my beauty and rebutting his advances. However, timid my protest was presented I was very earnest in all I told him. I knew if it continued I would be consumed with guilt, and yet, I wanted him so very badly at that moment. He kissed me and fondled my body tenderly, yet firmly. Thurgood’s tongue darted around my ear and he nibbled on my neck. This went on for a good thirty minutes. My resistance faded after four or five minutes. He was and attractive man. He was ever the gentleman and possessed a natural magnetism. Even in his sixties he was still a powerful man, I tried to resist. I really made an honest effort to shun his attentions. When our mouths met, I felt this tingling fill me as an almost electric exhilaration flooded my entire being. After a few moments of clutching and kissing his tongue invaded my mouth. It tasted of the bourbon and wine he had consumed. In a strange way, his kiss ...