It’s Thursday morning and Scott is scheduled to attend a two-day tax seminar. He figures it will be boring and there will be information that doesn’t apply to his legal practice, but there were some significant changes in the law this year, so he knows he needs to attend. He sluggishly makes it out the door, drives to the convention center and finds a parking space.

He makes his way to the seminar room, finds several empty seats, and sits in one. He doesn’t even look around the room to see if he happens to know anyone, figuring he wouldn’t and he really did not want to be bothered this morning.

An hour into the seminar, the speaker requests the attendees to gather into groups of 4-5 people around where they were sitting to discuss among themselves a new issue. Scott turns around and sees a nicely dressed, mature woman and both look at each other’s eyes at the same time and lock on to each other. She blushes, and looks down as Scott and the two other attendees move their chairs close to the woman. Scott does not even hear what is being discussed. He is captured by the woman’s eyes, looks, her smile—all of her. The woman also seems to be captured by Scott and keeps looking at Scott and smiling. The other two try to get their attention and suddenly Scott and the woman come back to reality and try to enter into the discussions. Soon the speaker calls the attendees to break up their groups. The speaker continues with his presentation.

Scott is thinking, “Why am I so enthralled with her? I don’t know her and no doubt will never see her again. Besides I’m married and she has a ring on her finger, so don’t make some foolish decisions.”

A fifteen-minute break was announced and the attendees were told that at 12:30, lunch was being served next door in another meeting room. Scott got up and went over to the woman to introduce himself. He said he was from the Kansas City area. He said he was an attorney but only handled a few tax returns. She introduced herself as Liz, from Grand Forks, North Dakota. She said she was a retired CPA. She needed some continuing education hours to maintain her CPA license and thought she would attend this seminar. Liz said she had never been to Kansas City and thought she would enjoy driving from Grand Forks, down I-29 all the way to Kansas City. She had enjoyed the drive. She stayed in Council Bluffs, Iowa the night before last and arrived in Kansas City yesterday. There was some more small talk. Scott asked her if she would not mind sitting with him at the luncheon table and she said, “Sure, I’d love to!”

The next hour was excruciating for both of them. It seemed so boring and besides they wanted to have lunch and get to know each other. Finally, the moderator announced that it was time for lunch and gave directions.

Scott and Liz walk together to the luncheon room, Scott pulls Liz’ chair back for her to sit and helps her move the chair to the table. He sits and the waiter comes by with the salad and asks which dressing each person wants. He began making small talk. He caught himself gazing at her and would try to stop, but then he would see her doing the same thing! Other attendees joined them at the table, but they were from the same company or practice and talked only among themselves, which suited Scott and Liz just fine!

 Suddenly Scott feels a hand on his leg, just briefly. He returns the favor, but as he moves his hand away, it is stopped by a soft hand, and he keeps it there for a few more moments when she moves her hand away. He is aroused, but fights against his urges to touch her again. They talk, flirting with each other, smiling, giggling. The key note speaker was speaking, and Scott and Liz were quiet, but just kept looking at each other, smiling, flirting. When the luncheon is over they leave to use the restrooms and return to their seminar seats.

When Scott arrives at his seat, Liz is seated and they smile at each other. As he sits down, he sees a folded note on his table, opens it, and is instantly excited. It reads, “At the next break, I’m going to my hotel room, wait about 10 minutes and then meet me at my room, the Marriott, room 625. Liz. Xx.”

Both are so filled with anticipation that they feel like the break will never happen. Sure enough, at the break she leaves, and Scott waits a few minutes before he leaves the seminar room and proceeds to her hotel room. As he approaches the elevator, he is self-conscious as to whether anyone could see his bulge and if any wet spot was showing. Although the elevator ride seems to take an eternity, he is now at her door and with a deep breath in and out as he is nervous, he knocks. Liz opens the door and greets him, wearing a multi-color print robe. She welcomes him in and quickly shuts and locks the door. They embrace each other, Scott pulling her as close to himself as he could, and both begin kissing. Long, passionate kisses. Their tongues darting in and out of each other’s mouths. Neither says anything to the other.

Scott begins kissing her up her neck to her earlobe, kisses it, nibbles on it. She feels his warm breath in her ear and is even more aroused. He kisses his way back down her neck to her luscious, sexy lips. While still kissing, Scott starts taking her robe off, and as it falls to the floor, he sees her inviting breasts and nipples pressing against her black, lacy bra. He cups her breasts and squeezes and caresses them. Liz starts unbuttoning Scott’s shirt and taking his tie off. He has already dropped his suit jacket on the floor as he entered the room. She runs her hand up and down his chest through his undershirt, which feels so good to Scott. She pulls up his undershirt, and then she bends down to unzip his pants, and pulls his pants down, helps him out of his pants, shoes and socks, leaving only his briefs on, but seeing his bulge pressing against his briefs.

They hold each other tight, kissing more and more. Scott reaches down and caresses her ass, he feels his bulge pressing against her wet black, lace panties and her pussy. They move to her bed, still holding each other. Liz sits on the edge of her bed and pulls Scott’s briefs down, revealing his glistening cock, which was obviously ready for her. Scott leans down and helps her out of her panties, and helps her out of her bra. She lays on her bed as Scott climbs on the bed. All the time, neither have spoken. But then Liz speaks, “Scott, I want you in me. I want you to fill me. I want to feel you.”

He positions himself between her partly spread legs, and rubs her pussy. He pushes a finger in her, and then rubs her clit some. Liz moans, shutting her eyes as she’s filled already with so much pleasure. Scott rubs his cock up and down her slit, teasing her some, but getting her ready for his thrusts. He places his cockhead at her hole and thrusts his cock. He notices how tight it is and thrusts again until he is fully in her. He feels her pussy walls tighten. He thrusts, at first gently and slowly, but gaining speed and momentum. He reaches down and plays with her pussy lips and clit some. Liz moans even louder. “Oh, Scott, you feel so good in me! Don’t stop. Fill my pussy with your manhood,” she says in between moans.

Scott wants this to last as long as possible. He slows down some, and Liz slightly screams, “Don’t stop, don’t slow down!”

He tells her he is about to cum and says, “Are you ready for it?”

She rubs her clit faster and faster, “Yessss!! Now!!” He makes one more thrust and he starts cumming. He can feel his cock spurting in her. Her pussy is so tight and tightens even more, as she lets out a scream. He stays in her as long as he can, just smiling down and beaming at her, as she gazes up at him smiling, but recovering from her own orgasm.

Scott pulls out and rolls on his side so he and Liz are facing each other, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. He pulls her closer to himself, pressing against each other. They nuzzle each other. A little while later Scott says, “I want to spoon.” She turns over and he presses himself against her. He caresses her sensitive breasts and feels his cock getting aroused again.

“Oh, Scott, that was so beautiful! I haven’t felt that alive and aroused in years—and I certainly haven’t had an orgasm like that in years. Thank you, oh, thank you!” Liz says.

Scott replies with, “I haven’t either! You have awakened part of me that I thought was gone. Mmmm….”

They rest, quietly, nearly drifting off. Suddenly Scott thinks to look at the clock and it’s 4:15. “Oh I’d better shower quickly and leave—my wife will be expecting me home by 5:30 or 6, or at least let her know my plans!” He races into her shower to clean any sex off from him. As he showers, Liz steps in and she starts bathing Scott. “Liz, you are a devil! Hahaha.” She squeezes soap and rubs his cock, and completely bathes him. “I want to stay and do the same for you..but I have to go. I’m really sorry.”

“Why don’t you call her and say you met some other attorneys and you’re going to dinner, and will be home later,” Liz asks.

“Great idea!” Scott steps out of the shower, and calls his wife and tells her the seminar just ended for the day, but he met several out of town attorneys and he is going to dinner with them. I should be home by 9. Are you ok with that?” Liz sees him nod his head, and he ends the call. “Great, she’s okay if I go have dinner.” Scott climbs back into the shower. He washes Liz, caressing her breasts, washing her all over and her pussy.  He gets out of the shower and he dries. Liz steps out and rubs the towel all over her body, caressing her, and at times gazing into her eyes. He steps behind her and pulls her naked body and presses against her, both enjoying the feelings.

Should they stay together until 8:30 or so when he needs to leave to go home? Should they go to dinner so his credit card will show dinner being paid? Of course, both want to stay, but she speaks up and says, let’s go for a drink and then dinner, but not in the hotel. They walk, holding hands, to a nearby restaurant. Have a drink and dinner. It’s time for to leave, he walks her back to her hotel lobby, and then leaves. They agree to meet each other tomorrow at the seminar and then plan how they can be together again.

She slips into her nightgown in her hotel room and talks to her husband. Afterwards, she is still feeling the awesome, most beautiful feelings she experienced today. Her mind is buzzing with fantasies and thinking about their lovemaking. Will it happen again tomorrow? What happens after she leaves town and goes home? Will she ever see Scott again? Does she want to see him again? Will he want to see her again? How does she handle her life with this secret? What is Scott thinking and feeling? So many thoughts and questions run through her mind as she tries to relax to go to sleep.

When Scott arrives home, is wife is already in bed. He talks briefly about the seminar and the group of attorneys he met from out of town. They have some more small talk, watch the news, she drifts off asleep. But Scott also has a million thoughts going through his mind.

His alarm goes off and he hurries to get ready and is out the door. His heart is beating fast with anticipation of seeing Liz! Soon he reaches his table and Liz is already seated next to him, and smiles really big at him. He seats himself next to her, and they just smile at each other, gazing into each other’s eyes.

Neither hears anything the seminar speakers say. Each have a million emotions running through their bodies and thoughts. Scott writes a note for her to see. “Shall we do it all again at your room?” She smiles back at him, and shakes her head yes. At the first break, they both get up together, and Scott walks her to her hotel and to her room. She takes his hand and pulls him to her bed. She has him lay down on her bed on his back, fully clothed.

“I want to be in charge. I want to be on top. You just relax and let me do everything!” Liz says.

Scott smiles really big and says, “Yes, ma’am!” She slowly takes her clothes off, almost like a strip-tease. She is fully naked and he is admiring her naked body with such anticipation. She does most of the undressing of Scott. She straddles his legs and moves closer to his erect cock. She takes his cock and rubs her pussy some, then she raises up and places his cock on her hole and slowly works her way down his shaft until he is fully in her. She rises up and down, rubbing her breasts, pulling on his cock as she rises up. She puts some spit on a finger and reaches back to place it on his asshole to play with it. Scott is thinking, “I didn’t think yesterday could be beaten, but she’s doing it today!”

She pulls off of him, and reaches by her nightstand and grabs some silk stockings. She tells him to pull his hands back to the headboard as she is going to tie him up. She ties him, not too tight, but enough he can’t easily move his hands away. She gets up and grabs some more stockings and ties his feet to the end of the bed, spreading him, making him vulnerable to her. She gently plays some with his cock, making sure he does not cum. She leans down and licks the head and swirls her tongue around, and then up and down his shaft. Again, she’s careful to just do the right amount to keep him from cumming. She reaches into her nightstand and pulls out a vibrator and rubs some lubricant on it. She plays with his asshole some. His cock is standing straight up. He can’t touch it. He’s completely under her control. She pushes the vibrator into his asshole, slowly as to not cause him any pain, but to have the sensation. She moves it back and forth while he is moaning with so much pleasure. He wants to cum so badly, but he knows to hold back as long as he can until she tells him to cum or she makes him cum.

She whispers, “I wish I had a strap-on dildo to fuck your ass, but this will have to do!” She moves to his side, still with one hand working the vibrator and leans down to lick his head some more, and swirl her tongue around. She lowers her mouth slowly onto the head and slowly swallows his shaft, sucking, and sucking. She pulls off and says, “Don’t cum yet. But if you can’t hold back or I say, ‘cum’ I want you to shoot it in my throat and I want to swallow it.”  

I don’t know how much longer I can hold off, please let me cum, please?” he says to her.

She looks down at him, and says, “I have always wanted to be in complete control having sex with a man…This is such a turn-on for me.” She swallows him again, and motions for him to let it rip! He explodes into her throat and feels her sucking even more…He feels himself spurting into her. She waits until she thinks he has stopped spurting and then swallows more, and then pulls up, licking any cum off of his shaft that she had not already swallowed.

“Damn, you, Liz! Oh, my that was so awesome! I’m still shuddering,” he says to her. She let's him recover for a few minutes, then straddles his mouth and tells him to lick her pussy, nibble on her clit, rub his tongue up and down her.

She was so ready to cum that after only a minute so, she was shuddering with so much ecstacy, and was trembling with so much pleasure. Recovering from her orgasm, she says, “There’s a little part of me that would like to keep you tied up for a while and I leave, coming back with the anticipation of what will meet me. But we hardly know each other and you may be afraid I would leave you this way, in such an embarrassing situation if housekeeping came in. So, I’m going to untie you.” She slowly unties him. After untying Scott, Liz lays next to him, and caresses his chest, and his cheeks with her soft hands. They are beaming again in the afterglow. She nuzzles him and they kiss back and forth.

“This was every-bit as special as I had planned in my mind last night,” She says to him. “You are so amazing

They lay there for awhile and realized it was about 4 p.m., and the seminar would end in an hour. Scott wasn’t sure if his wife would buy the story of having dinner with the attorneys again, but he called her. She sounded somewhat suspicious, but he said he did not want to go to an expensive dinner and would be home about 8:30. He shook his head, okay, and ended the call. “Well, Liz, you tell me what you want me to do.”

She replies, “Let’s shower each other again, talk for a while, then grab something to eat before you have to go home. I know we can’t meet tomorrow morning and I have to make the drive back home.

Both are hesitant to mention, “What next?” Scott goes ahead and says, “What do we do now? Is this a fantasy time come true for both of us, but only this time? Do we not contact each other? I don’t know what to do next.”

Liz answers, “I have all the same questions. I know neither one of us want to change our situations. Will we be able to live our lives from now on with our secret? Will I ever see you again? And frankly, do I want to see you again? Not that I haven’t enjoyed thoroughly yesterday and today, but if I anticipate seeing you again, will that cause problems for both of us? I know we should have talked these things out before we made love, but who wanted to spoil our time together? How can we resolve our questions and feelings? My sex life has been dead for a number of years. Will this spark something in me and then my husband will become suspicious that something happened in Kansas City? So many questions, but no answers!”

Both stare at each other with puzzling looks, and some pain. Scott says, “There is no way I can ever travel from Kansas City without my wife being suspicious. I’ve never traveled professionally in thirty-one years, and to plan a pleasure trip just for myself would also be suspicious. Let’s give it a week before we email each other. Texting of course is out of the question because your husband and my wife would review the phone bills and see a strange number for texts and a large number of texts.” They both agree to not text and to wait at least a week before emailing, just to make sure Scott’s wife is not suspicious. He has a secret email that she does not know about.

After showering and talking more, they head to a small diner. Both say very little, dreading saying goodbye. Liz says to Scott, “It’s almost 7:30, you’d better pay up and leave. Let’s not drag this out any longer than we have to, which is already so painful.” He pays, they stand up, and he hugs her for quite a while, and walks her back to her hotel lobby.

They kiss one more, time, and he says, “Good bye, Liz. Thank you for making fantasies come true. Whether we see each other again or not, I will never forget you.” She hugs him again, and starts crying. He has some tissues and wipes the tears from her eyes and her cheeks.

She pushes him and says, “Go, before I really lose it here in the lobby.” He pulls from her, and walks away, looking back to see if she is watching him—and of course, she is, slightly crying. He goes out the front door and to his car.

It’s a long ride home. How does he act? What is next? He knows for sure, she was an amazing woman and an experience of a lifetime. He’s home, has small talk with his wife, watches tv with her…and they drift off to sleep.

Liz checks out of the hotel, dreads pulling her suitcase to the car and getting in. Almost the entire way back to Grand Forks, she thinks constantly of Scott and wonders also how to act. What should she do from now on? How can she block him out of her memories and emotions? Fortunately, her husband will not be home when she gets home. He’s expected to visit in two weeks.

Will the next two weeks be hell, or what? No answers are forthcoming for Liz. She later arrives at her empty house She sobs and sobs She is trembling, not knowing what to do Should she email Scott in a week? If he emails, does she reply? What should she do? And there is no one to talk to about just what happened There’s no one to share this kind of secret. Oddly, she says to herself, she is not feeling guilt Just the uncertainty of what is to come is almost unbearable She doesn’t regret in the least making love with a strange, married man In some ways, she feels as though she has known him a long time. Eventually she cries herself to sleep.