Forbidden Suite

I took a trip away from home to attend a conference and with Jacob's permission, I had a bit of an adventure on the third day of the trip.

In all of my early exhibitionist adventures, some of which you've read about, the flashing, the flirting, the teasing; and in all of my hotwife and sharing experiences, from Mardi Gras on to my awakening at Pam and Olaf's house and later at the exclusive club, I'd always been with Jacob. Even at Pam's, although he hadn't been in the room with me when Olaf corrupted his sexual 'bride', Jacob had been in the next room being 'entertained' by Pam and so was with me in spirit.

My journey had been from tentative exposure, encouraged to go braless, to show a nipple, to go commando; to having sex with other men, first the park ranger, then with Olaf and other people we met through Pam.

But Jacob and I had discussed for some time what would happen if I met someone when he wasn't there to approve, encourage, watch or assist and it had been the starting point for a number of fantasies and evenings of hard sex. "What if you met that guy from the gym and had a coffee with him? What if he caught you changing and came in to take a shower with you? What if you brought him home and fucked his brains out? What if...?"

These sort of questions aroused me as much as Jacob. They might start at dinner when we looked at a waiter and I'd be wet before we left the restaurant. They always led to a fun evening when we got home.

But this time I did it. It started innocently, by sort of teasing a younger professional and became a guilty pleasure.

I had noticed him during the time he presented their product in a sidebar event at the conference. Connor; medium height, super handsome like a model, perhaps early 30s. He took off his jacket and I could see through his white shirt his muscular build. The light and shadows due to the projector in a dim lit room enhancing the atmosphere.

That evening, I teased Jacob about this new guy I'd met who I felt attracted to. We were on a video call and we saw each other naked as we talked each other through our respective days. We got to revive our fantasy of me flashing for a stranger, then going further and letting a man other than Jacob enjoy my body. At Jacob's prompting, I described Connor and shared my fantasy, talking about ripping his shirt off and fucking him. It was a huge shock for me when Jacob suggested, no encouraged me to go to the next step with Connor. "I think if you're going to see Connor more professionally, you should dress a little more provocatively. Maybe flash him a little; let him see your puppies." I masturbated for Jacob; this was more than just phone sex as I watched him get excited and talked me to a climax.

Our firm is a potential customer for Connor's company's software product. So, I made his acquaintance during lunch next day and set up a time for a detailed demo in a small group meeting room.

Our meeting was to be after the conference meet and greet. I went back to my room to change into a sexier but still professional blue/white floral top with a nice bold V in the front, as Jacob had suggested. It was covered from the public eye with a silk scarf and my grey jacket of the skirt suit but I could easily loosen things to give Connor a better look at my tits. My lace bra had semi-circular half-cups matching my skin tone and suspended from the edge of my shoulders by straps which were visible without the scarf. The lace covered only about half my breasts. They felt very precariously positioned, as if on offer over the counter of a shop.

The room we had reserved had a round table and I think 4 chairs with a window into the large exhibit hall but the blinds were already closed. There was serious tension in the room as he went through the advantages of their product over our present one and the details of the licensing process.

I was nervous as I went to the meeting room and remained on alert. For the physical part, Connor is a really super athletic and highly intelligent young man and he impressed me with his politeness and confidence. I warmed to his personality as well as his physical characteristics. I still felt a little guilty at the attraction I felt, but was reassured by Jacob's encouragement. I was definitely into the guy and despite him being a fair bit younger than me, I could feel that he was attracted to me as well. It was very flattering, but I wasn't totally sure and I was afraid of embarrassing myself without Jacob there to support me.

The room was hot and he was sweating, but I think that was partly with nerves at trying to make a sale and as I found later with sexual tension. He removed his jacket and asked, "Is it OK if I take off my tie?" I didn't object. After this, he gulped down half a bottle of water.

As he sat down again and resumed his presentation, I got up and took off the scarf to show that I was feeling the heat as well. I stood partially behind him pretending to pay attention, asking questions, pointing at and touching the screen, accidentally making hand contact with him. That was quite electric; he was definitely triggered, I could tell and I was wet too.

I moved into his eye-line in front of him, asking him a question. The fullness of my cleavage was there, obvious now in his view. He was trying to be a gentleman, keeping eye contact, but a couple of questions later he was clearly feasting on the sight of my jugs and I felt my breasts swell and nipples thicken as I enjoyed his gaze. At this point, I complained about the heat and took off my jacket. I was interested in his presentation and his product, but I was also in my exhibitionist mode, thinking of how much I could and should expose to him; seeing the effect I was having on Connor and wondering what Jacob would be saying to push my limits further.

I couldn't see his laptop screen, so I bent over and turned it toward me so that we could both see the screen. I was leaning on the table supported by my left hand, my hair falling forward over my shoulder. All the manoeuvring let my right pup escape from the confines of the balconette bra. It was right there for him to see, hanging free and proudly, I guess. He tried to continue to talk...but his voice was cracking. I had to give some sign of consent or cue. So I decided to be bold and mustered my nerves to ask, "Do you like what you're seeing?"

His voice cracked as he said, "Yes, very much," and he reached with his hands to cup my breast.

At this, I sort of buckled. My top and bra straps were off my shoulders, my hands on the table, both jugs hanging out, being fondled and squeezed by his busy hands.

"You noticed me at the mixer, Connor," I stated rather than asked.

"Absolutely. I'd have to be blind not to," he said. Then he pulled me to his face and got busy sucking vigorously on my eager boobs.

I could hear muffled voices from the hall so I reached for the door and locked it. I stood up, but he wouldn't stop sucking my tits. I held him close to my bosom and let him feed on my breasts. At some point he held both my breasts together and tried to get both my nipples together under his tongue. As he continued his passionate licking and flicking of my nipples holding me tightly around my waist and squeezing my ass cheeks, his right hand went under my skirt and started probing between my thighs.

I could see his huge bulge. This was going too far. I didn't know whether to stop him or let the heat take over. The heat won. He pulled down my panties, his fingers now inside me. He was very strong. Soon I was laid on the table and my skirt was around my waist. He licked his fingers. I tried to get up, but he signalled, "Ssh. Don't be a cock tease. You know you want it."

My tits were out of the bra completely. As he said this, his left hand was firmly on my waist and the right one was grabbing my tits and pushing down to keep me pinned down on the table. As he withdrew his hands, I tried to raise myself up, but then he had spread my legs enough to access my pussy lips and clit with his mouth and tongue.

I whimpered and tried not to moan. As he probed the insides of my pussy with his tongue and fingers, I found myself rubbing my clit. I was super aroused and nervous but I found that I climaxed quickly.

I tried to get up thinking I would please him orally, but he was very quick on his feet, getting up, dropping his pants and underwear down to his thigh and presenting his rock hard cock. After being brought to climax orally, I yearn for penetration. "I know, this is what you really want," he said. "I am going to give it to you, but not like this."

He pulled me up from the table and laid me face down with my nipples pressed against the hard surface. I think I helped him by raising my right leg up so that it was lying on the table, opening up my pussy lips and showing him my wet cunt.

"You know you have a voluptuous ass, right?" He said, slapping my bum and stretching my cheeks. He was quick to shove his dick in me and he went deep in me with the first penetration.

"Pull out when you come," I managed to mutter.

"I can't make that guarantee, maam" he grunted, He stroked powerfully deep as I panted. My sweat was making contact with the table sticky. "I do like to finish inside, if that's OK with you," he said. "You should let me for all the cock-teasing you did."