Business Trip - Sex Stories

Business Trip

... trunk, and do a quick change in the car. I arrive at work. Morrison, Murphy and Co. a very large national advertising firm. I’m a senior copywriter at the Minneapolis office. I have a quick team meeting and make sure everyone is set up for the rest of the week. I pack up my laptop and some files. I check my itinerary. This time it’s San Diego. Most of these educational / motivational things are bullshit, but occasionally I can learn a thing or two depending on the presenter. A couple days in southern California doesn’t hurt my feelings either. Flying for business bores the shit out of me. Because of my work, I can’t take the chance of anyone seeing what I’m doing. It’s so boring. I lean back and relax trying to catch a couple hours sl**p. My mind starts to drift as I nod off. I startle myself as I wake. “Holy Shit” I whisper. Terry had me bent over my desk pounding me from behind. I’m drenched again. Thank god the plane is descending for a landing. I immediately head to the washroom where I strip off my panties for the third time today. I jam them in my carry on and go without until I can get to my checked baggage. When I finally get my bag I think “what the fuck” and go straight to the car rental area. “I’ll change at the Hotel.” I reach the rental counter. “Wow” I say out load. The guy behind the counter is gorgeous. Dark wavy hair. A deep bronze tan and tall. He must be a swimmer or something, his shoulders are wide and strong. I’m at the front of the line and I hear ...

... “next please”. Shit, it’s for a different clerk. I pretend to be fishing for something in my purse and wave the next person in line to go ahead. I look up to make sure I’m going to get that mountain of a man. I see him make eye contact and he waves me up. As I approach he gives a perfect smile. I can feel myself blush. As I get closer I can see his steel blue eyes. His name tag says “Garth” My hands are shaking as I slide my confirmation slip to him. I hesitate for a second and our fingers touch as he reaches for the slip. Wow!! A shiver ran through me as we touched. I gaze up and down at him as he looks up my reservation. “Oh my God no….” I’m soaked again. “What the hell is wrong with me.” “Ok girl, keep your shit together and get to the Hotel.” I look up at him and see that he’s checking me out. When he’s done, our eyes meet. He shows no sign of remorse having been busted rd handed. He flashes another perfect smile. Another wave floods my pussy. “Stop it!” I think. “Not now.” Garth pushes the agreement to me and again we touch. This time it was deliberate. He glides his fingers over mine. “Oh Fuck” I thought. I think a drop hit the floor. I survey the situation. Each counter has a small partition for privacy so the person beside you can’t see our personal information. An idea hits me. “Stop it! What’s the matter with you?” In front of me is my carry-on bag. I pretend to need something from it so I lower it to the floor. As I bring it back up, the handle is inside my skirt. I ...