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Subject: {ASSM} Business Trips Rock by Pami (M/F)
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Date: Mon, 26 Nov 2012 16:10:43 -0500
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You can find my older stuff on asstr, where I have an author
page.

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Business Trips Rock

My plane landed without incident, much like the 3 hour-long
flight. I don't really mind flying much, because there are just
so many places to see in the world that you can't get to without
out taking an airplane. Medium Risk/Awesome Reward was how I
looked at it. But this flight was slightly different. I wasn't
flying to do some sightseeing or take a vacation; I was flying
halfway across the country for a business trip. I was jazzed
about the career opportunity it represented. The fact that HE
lived there was just a bonus.

As I made my way through the unfamiliar airport, my mind
wandered. Not to the presentation I had to make tomorrow - I was
fully prepped for that already. No, my mind wandered down rather
personal lines. Would we feel the same chemistry in person? Would
he be a good kisser? What if he didn't like me? It doesn't matter
how many hours of online chatting you log, the in-person
connection was never a given, in my opinion.

I took the escalator down to baggage claim and found my carousel.
I was impatiently waiting for the luggage to start its long
winding way down the belt when someone bumped into me. I gave an
irritated sigh and stepped a couple feet away. I hate that part
of waiting for my luggage. Personal space, people... observe it!
I glanced anxiously at my watch and then down at the un-moving
conveyor belt. Where the fuck was that luggage?! I wanted to
check into my hotel and freshen up before meeting HIM for a
cocktail and dinner.

The same person jostled me again. Seriously?! What the fuck, I
thought, as I angrily looked over at the tall man in the business
suit who almost stepped on my foot. The concept that he was a
pickpocket crossed my mind, so I looked back down and was happy
to see my purse was still zipped closed.

The third time the man bumped into me, I muttered "Excuse ME! I
am standing here," as I looked up at him, not bothering to hide
the irritation on my face.

He just looked down at me, smiled, and said "Hello Babydoll". Oh.
My. God. It was HIM. I stood there dumbfounded and speechless. He
was tall and rather well-built, but what struck me immediately
were his eyes. They were the color of the cloudless summer sky,
and they seemed to be able to see right into my mind.

"Babe? Baby... are you ok?" he asked me with a tone of concern in
his voice, and I really liked that. How about that, I thought, he
thinks of me as a person and not a piece of ass. Well, not ONLY a
piece of ass, anyway. I was under no illusions about what we both
had planned for my four days and nights in town. And after seeing
him in person, I couldn't wait to get started.

"Shit, did I freak you out?" he continued. "I couldn't wait to
meet you so I looked up the incoming flights and figured out that
you had to be on this one. You aren't mad at me, are you?" He
paused for a moment. He flicked those eyes up and down my body,
lingering on my bounteous cleavage, took a half step behind me
and checked out my ass in my skirt, and I saw him swallow for a
minute before he leaned down and almost whispered in my ear "Holy
fuck girl... I can't wait to get you alone. You are exactly what
I need, and I have exactly what you want right here," as he took
my hand and subtly brushed it against his groin.

I blushed. I couldn't help myself. This was like something you
read in Penthouse Forum, or one of those online sex stories
websites. But he was right. I wanted him, and I wanted him right
now. The naughty things we had written to each other, and said on
the phone? All of those things were running through my mind, and
I wanted to do them all. It was all I could do to not jump on him
like a monkey and start rubbing my dampening pussy against him.

A loud buzzer went off, signaling that the luggage had arrived.
He squeezed my hand in his and then put a little space between
us. "Tell me which one is yours," he said, as the conveyor belt
started to run.

We walked out of the airport, and he was such a gentleman he was
pulling my wheeled bag behind him while I walked next to him. We
talked about my upcoming meeting the next day, and what sort of
schedule I expected to have. As I told him, I wasn't exactly sure
when I would be needed at the office, but I was pretty sure I
would be back at the hotel by 6 each evening. I babbled about how
I heard the hotel was very nice and I saw on their website that
they had a nice fitness room, with an indoor pool and a hot tub
that I was looking forward to trying out.

We crossed the busy street and entered the parking garage. He led
the way to the elevator and when we got in, he pressed "3". The
doors shut, leaving us alone in there and the little booth
started to slowly ascend.

"Do you see what you have done to me already?" he groaned as he
unzipped the fly of his business suit and pulled out what was a
mouthwatering semi-hard cock. I could clearly see the mushroom
head standing out from the shaft, and I could not help myself.

I reached out and wrapped my fist around him. I moved in very
close to him, licked my lips and breathed up at him, "I have just
the spot for this". He just groaned and grabbed my round ass
through my skirt, cupping and squeezing it in his free hand.
*DING* The elevator door started to open and he tucked himself
away hastily. Luckily his suit jacket covered the tell-tale
bulge, as there was a family of five standing there. They let us
exit the elevator and then they got on, and the doors closed
behind them.

"Over this way", he said, and again led the way. He popped the
trunk on the understated but luxurious sedan and put my suitcase
into it. He then walked over to the passenger door and opened the
door for me. I went to slide into the car, and I didn't think it
was a coincidence that he stood close enough that my large
breasts brushed against his chest as I climbed in.

He shut the door and as he went around to the driver's side, I
looked down. I could clearly see, through the purple fabric of my
top, my nipples were hard as rocks and standing tall. I could
feel my pussy lips were wet. "Fuck," I thought to myself, "I
don't know if I can make it to the hotel. I need him NOW."

He got into the driver's seat and put the keys in the ignition.
Rather than start the engine he just turned and looked at me. I
looked back, and smiled. He reached out with his hand and cupped
the side of my face. He brushed my hair back off of my shoulder
and then let his hand drop down and he held my breast in his
hand. He sort of held it up for a minute, as if weighing it, and
then used his fingers to zero in on and pinch my already erect
nipple. I moaned lightly and shut my eyes, biting my lip.

Neither of us moved as we sat there. He used just the one hand to
run it all over my chest and shoulders, dipping a finger or two
into the deep V between my breasts that was partially exposed by
my scoop neck top. We both watched his hand touching me and then
almost as if he had made a decision, he squeezed one of my tits
hard and then said in a harsh tone, "NOW" and he leaned across at
me.

I more than met him halfway, unfrozen as if by magic just by his
voice. Our mouths met and our lips touched. It started as a hard
kiss. The type you see where you know the people are about to
explode. You know, mouths open, tongues tasting each other. As we
kissed, I could hear myself moaning a bit, and I wished we were
already naked and in my hotel room. His hands entwined in my
hair, and he held my head steady as his mouth ravished mine, and
me? I encouraged him as much as I could. When he bit my lower lip
I gasped, and he immediately softened his mouth.

Our kisses continued in a gentler way, although the sense of
urgency was still there. I loved the feel of his lips on mine,
and I couldn't help but reach out and slide my own hands
underneath his suit jacket, so I could feel his body better.

I suddenly felt a cold breeze across my stomach and looked down
to see that somehow my blouse had become unbuttoned. I briefly
wondered how the hell he managed to do that without me noticing,
but as he slid his mouth down to my neck and his hands up to my
breasts, I stopped thinking and lost myself in the feeling.
He knew exactly what I liked - we had talked about it enough -
and so he had know that when he firmly bit on my neck and then
licked that same spot back and forth, well, it made my pussy
gush. I just knew I was leaving a wet spot on my skirt, but I
didn't really give a flying fuck. He practically lunged at me
across the divider between the bucket seats when his knowing
hands figured out how to unfasten the back clasp on my bra.

The girls fell free, and I pulled off my shirt and my bra
together, not caring that we were still in the airport parking
garage. There wasn't anyone around, and if the security cameras
could see us inside the car, well, I was sure it wasn't the first
time a couple hadn't made it out of the garage.

He pulled back and just looked at my breasts sitting there,
perched on both of his hands like they were a shelf. My nipples
were about as hard and pink as I had ever seen them. He seemed to
be mesmerized - I couldn't blame him. My breasts are an
impressive sight if you prefer large tits, and I already knew
that he did. He just looked at them, and then at my face, and I
couldn't tell what he was thinking. I knew what I was thinking
though, and I decided to go for it.

I pushed him back against his seat firmly and this time it was my
turn to lean over. Topless, I kissed him with lots of tongue and
then whispered in his ear that it was my turn to have a little
fun. I reached down and unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants
and unzipped his fly, revealing that gorgeous prick that I had so
briefly been introduced to in the elevator. He kept his right
hand on my left breast at all times, just kneading and squeezing
it, even pinching and twisting the nipple while I leaned down.
I could not help myself. I put my head in his lap, my ass in the
air as I knelt on my seat. I closely examined his cock, running
my hands up and down it gently, squeezing it a bit. It was very
dry, so I began to lick him from base to the head, over and over
again, like I was licking an ice cream cone. He was moaning and
he used his left hand to hold my hair up and out of my way, but
his right hand never stopped moving on my breast.

I didn't think it was possible, but as I licked him, his cock got
harder. It felt like steel wrapped in velvet and damn it, I was
head over heels obsessed with it. Once his cock was fully
moistened, I used my hand to stroke him up and down while using
my tongue only on the head. I saw a drop of pre-cum ooze out of
the end of his cock, and I looked up at him. His head was back
and his eyes were closed, but when I stopped he looked down and
his eyes met mine. "A taste for me?" I purred at him, as I
delicately stuck my tongue out and licked the droplet up. He
groaned louder and used his entire hand to squeeze my tit as if
that would give him extra control.

I knelt up and kissed him deeply. "I need you" I whispered. "I
need you inside me. Now. Put your seat all the way back." I felt
his left hand move and then his seat was all the way back and he
was flat on his back.

I was still topless, and wearing my skirt, but I climbed over the
divider and straddled him. I reached for his cock and guided it
to where I wanted it.

He gasped as he felt the head of his cock drag along my wet pussy
lips. I smirked down at him, "I told you I had crotchless
panties. I couldn't think of a better time to test them out," and
then I slid him deep inside my hot clasping hole.

I leaned down with him deep inside me and kissed him, reveling in
the sensation of his thick juicy cock stretching me. I wriggled
slightly, feeling my clit rub against the base of his cock and I
felt that little nub pulse.

I knew my knees were going to make me regret it later, but I
didn't give a flying fuck at the moment. I rose up on my knees,
sitting back so that every inch was inside me, and I started to
ride him. He reached his hands up and played with my tits,
watching them bounce and jiggle while I gyrated up and down on
top of him.

"Gimme" he groaned as he wrapped both hands around my right
breast and pulled it towards his mouth. I had no desire to stop
him, so I bent down slightly and my nipple dropped right into his
mouth.

"Oh my GOD" I cried loudly as I continued to fuck him and he
sucked hard on my teat. "It feels so fucking GOOOODDD..." His
hands were massaging and pulling on my breast almost like he was
trying to get milk from it, and I idly wondered what that might
feel like.

"Fuck yes!" I yelled as I felt my climax approaching. "I'm about
to cum all over your cock, baby... can you feel it?" I panted at
him as I rubbed my hips back and forth even faster so that my
clit was mercilessly tormented.

"Come for me, baby" he groaned back at me, bucking his hips to
get as deeply into me as he could.

A few seconds later I practically froze and then it hit me.
"Oooooooohhhhhh" I yelled, feeling the ecstasy flooding through
my pussy. I could feel my walls clamping around his cock and my
clit felt like it might actually burst into flame.

He groaned loudly a second or two later, grabbed my hips hard and
held me still. I felt it. I could feel the pulsing of his cock
unloading inside me. Fuck it felt incredible! Right at the base
of my clit I could feel the rhythmic throbbing as spurt after
spurt was released into my tight channel. The throbbing set me
off again, and I felt my second orgasm hit.

I collapsed on top of him as we both panted and came back from
paradise.

He kissed me and we both smiled. I couldn't wait to see what was
in store for the rest of the week!

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