She’d seen Alan’s point, too, in the discussion they were having, because he was completely naked. She was looking forward to feeling that point, and the long and sturdy cock that propelled it, thrusting deliciously between her pussy lips and penetrating her vagina very soon.
They were in her hotel suite. It was an unscheduled meeting. The need for the meeting had arisen suddenly over lunch an hour ago. An urgent matter had come up that they both agreed they needed to deal with before the conference they were both attending got under way again later in the afternoon.
Em had given a presentation to the conference in the morning session. It had been well received and among several questions afterwards had been one from the young man whose tongue was now exciting her pussy.
He had sought her out over lunch to ask a couple of follow-up questions. It was then that Em had had suggested he come up to her suite after lunch so they could go over the issues that he’d raised in much greater detail.
One of these issues was the interesting bulge in his pants that had appeared when she had smiled at him and lightly touched him on the arm as he leaned over her chair at the dining table. It immediately got bigger when she suggested meeting in her suite.
Em had dressed with more than the usual attention to detail that morning. The presentation she was to make was more important than was generally the case and she needed to make a strong impression on her listeners.
She had selected a mid-length black skirt, a close-fitting sheath style that emphasized her trim derriere and the astonishing length and shape of her legs. She knew men liked to imagine her legs draped over their shoulders. Above this she wore a nicely plain dark purple blouse, tucked into her skirt to highlight her narrow waist, and teamed with a black leather belt with a gold fastener chain.
She did not wear stockings. Her legs were nicely tanned and on this occasion would look better naked. She wore assertively black patent leather heels with sexy ankle straps. The ensemble looked very suitably corporate.
Usually for a working environment Em chose sensible underwear. She believed greatly in comfort and knew from experience that, generally speaking, a girl bent on adventure could usually find time to slip into something a little more uncomfortable.
That morning, however, the devil was in her. Beneath her svelte exterior she chose to wear a purple uplift bra and a tiny see-through lace string, in a matching colour; it showed her newly manicured mini landing strip to advantage, though of course no one would see this. She would know it was there, though and Em did like to feel sexy.
As she checked herself in the mirror before grabbing her laptop bag and purse to go downstairs to the conference, she felt very sexy indeed. This always empowered her. Being the object of intense scrutiny from a distance excited her. Imagining all those men imagining her naked or very nearly so often pumped her pussy and lifted her nipples.
It amused her to stand at such occasions and talk to people while wearing stuff they couldn’t see that at least half the people in the room would kill to strip off her and a fair proportion of the others, mostly among the females present, would at least like to comment on.
At this very moment, one lucky young man from among the morning’s audience had been granted his dearest wish.
He had still not been sure, when he arrived at her door, whether what he thought she had implied would in fact turn out to be the situation. Em did love to tease. They went through to her sitting room.
She motioned him towards a comfortable lounge-around-in chair; it was a giant thing covered in plush velour. Em sat in the other one, opposite him, and carefully and primly crossed her legs. She gave him her corporate brief on the questions he’d asked.
Then she smiled at him, carelessly uncrossed her legs to him a sneak preview of her upper thighs and the little transparent purple string with the hint of hot hair within, and swung her legs over the chair arm.
Then she said, “Now Alan, to the questions of substance. You want to fuck me. I want you to fuck me. So let’s settle the remaining details.”
She opened her legs and beckoned him with her finger.