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... confused.

I woke up and had a room service breakfast, really not wishing to risk running into anyone at all. I was so horny by that point that if any guy or girl so much as looked at me I would probably have jumped them. I took extra care getting ready and dressing for my presentation. I even wore panties! I figured that keeping a bit of a barrier between my soaking and very hot pussy and any potential entrant was probably a wise thing to do.

Surprisingly the presentation went very well. There were lots of questions and everyone seemed to be happy with my answers.

So, I packed up. As I was going back up to my room the girl at the front desk called out to me that I had a package. I went to get the package and couldn’t help noticing how cute the girl behind the desk was. Oh Oh problemo!!!!! Our hands touched as she gave me the package and our eyes met. I felt the connection and I felt my pussy clench. Who ever heard of getting an orgasm from just a glancing touch? She must have noticed because she just smiled. I said something stupid like, I wish I didn’t have to check out and the girl replied, “maybe next time” then she scribbled something down and handed it to me. Here’s my number, call me next time you are in town. Then she turned away to help another guest.

I was so excited, I am sure anyone in the lobby could smell the girl scent pouring off of me. I was happy I had the panties on because they at least slowed the flow out of my leaking pussy.

As I got on ...

... the elevator, all I could think was “Get a grip, girl!” It didn’t work and that was when I knew for sure, that the plane I was getting on next was going to LA.

I got to my room and opened the package. It was from Cheryl. Inside were a stack of papers she had filled out with markers for me to sign. I put them aside. There was also a change of clothes. She had sent a pair of very low rise jeans, and very tight crop top tee and a thin hoody all in a matching shade of pink. I read the enclosed note and it said, here are some traveling clothes for your trip to LA, and some forms you need to sign. I already checked them so just sign. And don’t forget to call me when you get to LA, have you told Jason yet?

I hadn’t. How could I tell my husband, “Oh yes honey, I am flying to LA to get fucked on film a few times. See you when I get back?”

I changed into the pink outfit, packed and took the hotel’s airport shuttle to the

airport. I was actually early for once in my life so I went to one of the little cafe’s got a sandwhich and a coke and called Jason. It was great to hear his voice, but it made my pussy dampen even more. What the heck was wrong with me? I told him about the presentation, and even the cute girl at the reception desk, Well maybe not everything about the cute girl at the reception desk. Mostly that she had called me over because Cheryl had sent me a package with a bunch of papers for me to sign and a really cute outfit. He loved the de***********ion of my outfit ...