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A work conference gets personal

Driving up to the house I think to myself, do I really want to do this? I met Carl at a conference about two months ago. We had a few drinks and laughs; he was pretty cool. We got d***k one night and went to his room. We were laughing and being silly when he knocked over his suitcase and a pair of pantyhose fell out. I picked them up and held them in front of me like I was modeling them. He laughed and dared me to put them on. I said what the hell, dropped my pants and put them on as he sat in the chair in the corner, watching. So there I was in a white button-down shirt and a pair of black pantyhose. Carl started chanting for me to tease him, tease him. We were both laughing, so I put on a little show. All kinds of poses, on all fours, legs crossed, things like that. When I put my feet on the floor and bent over on the bed with my ass facing him, he got up and delivered a stinging slap to my ass. “You think that’s funny, do you? Try this!” I jumped up onto the bed and laid on my back, grabbing my ankles. I didn’t realize he dropped his pants and had a raging hard on. Before I knew it he was pressing his cock against the pantyhose like he was trying to get it into my ass. I sat up, my feet on the floor, his cock staring me right in the face. I put my hand on his chest, eased him back, and put him in the chair. His huge hard cock was pointing straight up; he had no pants on and I was in a pair of pantyhose. The look on his face was lustful and hopeful all at the same time. I ...

... stood between his thighs and started to rub my own hard cock against his. He spread his legs a little wider and I spun around, rubbing my ass on his cock and balls. Placing my hands on his knees and bending forward I started to slide up and down. He put his hands on my hips, grinding on me. Not long after that his cock exploded and he shot his load all over my ass. I turned to look at him and his head was back, still lost in orgasm. I slowly stood, stripping out of the pantyhose, which I d****d around his neck, and finally, he straightened and opened his eyes. He smiled, winked, and passed out cold. I left him in the chair and quietly let myself out, returning to my own room. I saw him the next morning and he asked if he could call me. He asked in front of colleagues, so I handed him my business card feeling cornered. The first time he called me, I kind of blew him off. A couple of days later he sent me a text telling me how much he enjoyed our little fling and he hoped it stayed between us. I let him know I was cool with it and no one would ever know. About two weeks later my cell rang. Carl was drinking and dialing. He told me that he would love to see me in some pantyhose putting on the show I gave him at the hotel. I thought to myself, what the hell; I gave him my webcam address and gave him his show. The next morning I got a message thanking me for the night before. I texted back that it was no problem. A few days later Carl sent me a package. I couldn’t believe what I ...