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Traveling for work

Camryn was very good at her job as an analyst for her company. There were both pros and cons to that. The good part was that it provided good job security. The bad side meant that she had to travel every once in a while to make sure that new offices in their company were also operating as well as possible. One Friday afternoon, she got called into her boss’s office, and was told that the following week she would be going to Illinois for a week to help with a new office that had just opened. This time, travel was ok, as she would be able to take the following week off to visit family in Minnesota. Her first couple days in Illinois were pretty uneventful. The job was going smoothly, and not overly stressful. She finished early on Wednesday, and started her drive back towards her hotel. As she was stopped at a light a few blocks from her hotel, she noticed a bar on the corner. The sign flickered in neon green “O’Callahan’s” with a shamrock under it. There were some sand volleyball courts along the side, and she thought to herself “Today I’m going to stop there.” She hadn’t really gone out since she arrived, and it was only 4:00, so she knew there could still be other options if she didn’t like it. She made it back to the hotel to change, and stripped out of her work clothes. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror while she was naked. Her 34D tits fit well on her 5’7” frame. Her nipples were really sensitive (to the point that she could cum just by playing with them in ...

... the right situations), and she gave them a quick pull on them before she reached down and slid her panties and short shorts up her strong legs from cycling. She went back to the suitcase to get her top. It was pretty warm so she opted for powder blue bra that gave her the perfect cleavage under a cream cami and nearly matching powder blue tank top. She finished her outfit with a few sprays of Victoria’s Secret body spray in just the right places, and a pair of strappy sandals. She looked back in the mirror, satisfied with her selections, and headed back out the door. She drove back to O’Callahan’s, and walked into the bar. She got the blast of cold from the air conditioner. There were about twenty people in the bar, with sports on the tv’s. There was Irish music playing in the background. There were a couple dartboards and pool tables on the other side of the room. She made her way over to the bar, sat down, and ordered a Guinness. As the bartender poured her drink, he said “Hi. I’m Matt. I’ll be your friendly neighborhood bartender, at least for the next couple hours. So if you need anything, let me know,” he said with a smile. “Well, thank you bartender Matt,” she said as she took her first sip of the Irish nectar. “I’m Camryn... some call me Cami. I’ll be your patron for the next couple of hours.” They both laughed, and he said “excuse me for a second” as he walked away to help another customer. She watched him as he moved down the bar… not bad. He was tall, about 6’4”, dark ...