Alone (closed for bankbabe13)

Becca V gasped catching her breath. A few moments later she arose from the bed and, after the assault her tight firm ass got, her first few steps were like that of a newborn deer. What had she gotten herself into she wondered. Altgough these "encounters" secretly got the neglected wife going. After catching some sleep she showered and dressed in the following for the morning meetings
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Maybe a little "sexier" then other present females for a business conference, but Becca V DID enjoy attention. She arrived in the conference room getting a cup of coffee wondering who the first speaker would be and what "boring" business topics would be discussed.
 
Most of the attendees were men, and the women there were no match for Becca V in attracting male attention. A brief walk around the room was enough to satisfy her desire for attention. Now it was time to pick a seat.

The room wasn’t particularly large. There was a small stage with a podium and a screen for the speaker. The audience was distributed in a semi-circle of two-seat desks arranged in three rows of ten. As Becca V surveyed the desks from the back of the room, deciding on where to sit, a man pressed against her shoulder, gently, but firmly, forcing her to a seat at an unoccupied desk in the last row. It was Joe Takahashi, one of the men she had agreed to be available to.

“This seat’s good,” he said insistently, adding “nice outfit,” as they began to sit.

As Becca V lowered herself to the desk chair, Joe slipped his hand between her legs, causing her skirt to ride up over her ass. He kept his hand there until she was seated right on it, her ass on his palm and her pussy on his fingers. The lights dimmed as the speaker was introduced. His topic, “How to Motivate Your Workers at Little or No Cost,” promised to be boring. And it was. Becca V might even have fallen asleep in her coffee if it wasn’t for Joe. Joe and his deft fingers.

As soon as the talk began, he began massaging her pussy. Through her panties first, until they were good and wet. Then he slipped his fingers under the leg band and probed her slit. From clit to hole and back again he rubbed and tickled her inside and out.

He was getting wet himself at this point, wet and hard. Very hard. His cock had grown so stiff and erect that he simply had to give it some room. A quick zip and he pulled out a nice long organ, thin in the shaft but with a head like a tennis ball. He reached over the desk and took hold of Becca V’s hand, bringing it under the desk to wrap around his cock.

“You know what to do, Sweetheart,” he whispered as he guided her hand up and down his shaft. Let’s make this talk fun for both of us.”

With that, he redoubled his play with her cunt and clit.
 
Becca V rolled her eyes at the hand job "request". Typical man she thought to herself. Joe easily got under the waistband of her panties as they may have been expensive but were usually flimsy lace. As she stroked his cock, flicking the head with her thumb, she struggled to sit sit as Joe palmed Becca V's hairless pussy. Just then her eyes widened as her hips jerked forward slightly under the desk as she heard little material rips, a rush of cool air and thinking she saw Joe stuff something into a pocket before feeling the warmth of his large hand envelope her pussy area once again.
She had her emotions as secretly ahe was impressed by his size and the fact she was making him grow under the table. Something she had tried on her husband several times to failure as she attempted to remain focus on the speech and business slide presentation.
 
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