The Work Conference - Sex Stories

The Work Conference

... word. Nikki hated being rude to anyone, so she did her best to offer polite replies while still making it clear she wasn’t interested in his advances. In the two decades of her marriage, countless men had tried hitting on her, so this wasn’t anything new. Still, she had to admit that this guy was smoother than most. Despite Nikki's subtle hints about her marital status and lack of interest, he persisted.

"I can't help but be drawn to your energy. You radiate such beauty and passion," he declared, his compliments bordering on flirtation.

Nikki, maintaining her composure, replied firmly, "I appreciate the compliment, but I'm very happily married, and I'm not interested."

Undeterred, the man continued his attempts at conversation, seemingly convinced that persistence would win her over. Nikki let him talk, offering occasional responses that neither encouraged nor discouraged his advances while keeping her eyes firmly planted on her phone. After a few more minutes of futile attempts, the man finally seemed to pick up on Nikki's unwavering stance.

“I can tell that you’d rather be left alone,” he began, his almost mischievously happy tone matching the grin on his face. “I’ll gladly leave you be my dear. All I ask is that you look me in the eyes and make your wishes clear.”

Nikki decided this was probably her only chance to get rid of the guy. Placing her phone down on the table, she began to speak as she looked up at him.

“You seem very nice,” she began, but as I ...

... said, I… I…”, she trailed off as her eyes met his. Something about the stranger’s eyes and the way he was looking at her was so enchanting. So penetrating. Her speech politely insisting the man leave long forgotten, Nikki found herself staring deeper and deeper into his eyes. Time itself seemed to slow to a crawl. Nikki tried to remember what she was saying, or where she was for that matter, but she was completely lost in his unwavering stare.

As she sat there soaking in his gaze, Nikki was vaguely aware that the handsome stranger had begun speaking. She couldn’t seem to make out the words though, finding herself so lost in the moment. The longer the man talked, the more at ease she felt, as though his words were a warm blanket, wrapping her up and making her feel safe and comfortable. She found herself responding to some of the things the man was saying, but she was so lost in his stare that even her own words were indecipherable.

“Hey Nikki, is that you?”

Nikki blinked a couple times, finally breaking her gaze with the man. She shook the cobwebs from her head and looked over to see one of the girls she’d met the day before approaching her table.

“Oh hey! It’s Juliette, right?” Nikki asked. Regaining her composure, she smiled and said hello to the newcomer. As the two girls made small talk, the man stood from the table, still smiling.

“It was so nice talking with you, Nikki. I hope we meet again.” With that, he excused himself and quickly vanished amongst the ...