Seduction at the Corporate Conference
You’re sent out of town on business for a conference. You dread heading up north in this crazy cold wintery weather. You’re prepared for cold temps, boring lectures, dull conversation, bad buffet food, and watered down cocktails.
The first day is boring and uneventful. The second day you’re seated across the table from me. You notice my breasts right away, then you notice my smile. Your focus returns to my breasts again. They’re so big and straining against my blouse. You stare at the button hoping it will burst open and you’ll get a view of them.
The speaking is dull and monotonous. You’ve heard all of this in previous seminars. I catch you staring at my breasts. I’m bored too with the speaker, but not with you. You’re cute and I decide to have some naughty fun with you.
I rub my black pump against your foot. You pull away thinking I did it on accident. Then you feel the tip of pointy heel touching your ankle. I’m looking right at you. Now I have your full attention. You’re looking straight into my eyes.
I ask you if you would like to come up to my room for a drink after the conference and get to know each other a little better.
I bet you cancel your plans and join me in my hotel room for the night.
