After the long air travel, and checking in to the hotel, you try to relax. Only your thoughts return to Sally. Pulling out her picture only makes your heart pound faster, not realizing you have wet your lips thinking of Sally's hot pussy, which only drives your lust further. Without even thinking, you pull out your rigid cock, freeing it from your slacks. Slowly pumping from tip to base. Closing your eyes, you can hear her orgasmic moans. Your brain flashes the thoughts of Sally's naked thighs spread begging for your tongue. As she calls out your name. These thoughts only make you stroke faster. In your mind's eye Sally shutters and floods your face. Looking down, you notice a pool of cum on the floor.

While catching your breath, you put your soften cock away.

It's time to start the regional meeting. Still, you can't shake Sally from your thoughts. All through the meeting you think of her pussy. Unnoticed under the conference table, you feel your cock hard again. Lucky your personal assistant, Gwen, is present to keep the meeting on track. Answering the usual questions, you feel your cock begin to rise in your pants. Fuck! she's still in your thoughts. You wrap up the meeting, knowing your lustful needs are about to boil over. As you watch the others start to leave, you call out, "Stay, Gwen."

Gwen watches the final manager leave, closing the door behind him. Gwen walks over to you, slowly unbuttoning her blouse. Her perfect breasts sway, capturing your attention. She pulls your head to her left nipple, purring as you begin to suckle.

"Forget her," Gwen says pulling your hard cock out.

You moan, "yes, Gwen."

As your hand goes under her pencil skirt. Now it's Gwen's turn to moan. As you start to finger her bare, wet pussy. Now two of your fingers begin to fuck Gwen in rhythm to her stroking your cock.

As you place Gwen on the conference table, pulling her skirt up as you spread her legs, you stop to revel in Gwen's hard nipples and glistening pussy lips lying before you. Watching Gwen bite her lower lip in a vain attempt at disguising how wet she is, slowly sliding your cock in and out of Gwen's pussy, taking more inches on each down stroke till you are balls deep. Gwen takes your middle finger in her mouth and suckles gently.

As your pace quickens pounding Gwen's pussy, you feel your cum start to boil in your balls.

As your third rope of hot cum overflows Gwen's used pussy, after pulling your soften cock out, seeing a small drool of your mixed cum pools on the conference table, you reach down softly, kissing Gwen's back and ending with kisses and nips to each ass cheek. Lying side by side, exhausted, Gwen is the first to recover. You tell her she never fails being one "great fuck." As you get up, using your neck tie to gather up the pooled cum, placing your newest trophy in your slacks pocket.

"Dinner reservations are at nine. Wear your jade green dress, no bra or panties allowed," you tell Gwen.

As you get ready to leave, you hear Gwen say, "yes Sir." Still lying on the conference table, Gwen starts fingering herself. You stop at the door. As three of her fingers disappear into her pussy.