The Coworkers Long Business Trip (Closed for Initiate_me)

As Pete retreated to the table, Laura exhaled in relief. "Thank you. Perfect timing there. Yeah- he's definitely not a waltzer."

They moved slowly together, able to observe the three other couple dancing. It was a mellow, calm atmosphere, the lights of the bar were turned down low, the drinkers had stopped complaining about the music and settled down to watch the dancing, it was like everyone felt good being there together. Laura looked back at the table and Mandy and Pete were holding hands, smiling at each other. It seemed like they had a great relationship.

"Does your wife dance, Scott?" She spoke softly, because her lips were so close to his ear.
 
Scott could feel Laura's breath on his ear as she asked the question. Her breath, the scent of her perfume and, well, just her presence was driving him crazy. “Not very often,” he replied, “Weddings mostly.”

He glanced around, sure that many eyes were on them. But no one seemed to notice them. Those who looked would just assume that they were a couple and not the coworker duel that they really were. He looked at Laura and smiled. “This is really nice, Thank you.” He realized then that he really wanted to kiss this beautiful woman in his arms. Somehow he resisted the urge.
 
Feeling Scott's breath lightly touch her neck, Laura tensed and then commanded her body to relax. Just two colleagues having fun. Nothing to see here.

"No problem. It is nice, isn't it? It feels good to just be... away from everything."

She caught another glimpse of Mandy and Pete at the table, watching the younger couple dance, a sort of parental admiration in their eyes.

"I feel like I needed this break, away from my usual life," Laura whispered.
 
Scott let out a longer sigh than he intended to. This was nice. The tension of the last job was hitting him hard now. Scott closed his eyes.

"I totally understand that feeling," he said as the song came to an end and another song began. This one was slow as well. "One more song?" Scott said into his colleagues ear. He didn't really care to continue, but he realized he wanted to remain close to her.
 
Laura looked up at Scott, held his gaze for a long moment. "Yeah, one more song." They moved slowly, and she rested her head against his chest as they danced. She could smell his cologne. Wanted to be alone with him.
 
Scott felt a rush run through him as Laura placed her on his chest as they danced. It felt so natural and so good. He closed his eyes and gently rubbed her back with one hand. He was not even listening to the song as they danced or better put, swayed together.

When he did finally open his eyes, he saw Mandy and Pete both smiling at them. He smiled back as he continued to move with Laura. He suddenly just wanted to get out of there. Not because of the other couple but because he wanted to be completely alone with his coworker. “How about we get a six-pack and head back to the hotel?” He said leaning down into Laura’s ear.
 
Scott's hand on Laura's back felt good, it felt like both the hand of a friend and the hand of a lover. She kept her head against him, eyes closed.

She heard him say quietly to her- “How about we get a six-pack and head back to the hotel?”

It sounded good. No need for all these spectators. She felt like something was going to happen. Told herself she would never be unfaithful to her husband, so no need to worry. It wasn't a possibility, so no need even to think about it, she repeated silently. But deep inside, knowing that was not true.

"I'm up for leaving, definitely. Forget the six pack though, let's just have one at the hotel bar."

They said goodbye to Pete and Mandy, thanking them for their company, and Pete said he hoped they had a good night, and winked in a very obvious and slightly dirty manner. But it was funny as well, his happy smiling face, and Laura just laughed and nodded.

They were out, the music and warmth fading behind them as they walked away.
 
They walked the one block back towards the busy road in silence. As they began to cross the busy street, Scott took Laura's hand like he would have taken his wife Amy's hand.

Her hand felt good, almost right in his. Once across he didn't let go and neither did she. Scott glanced over and smiled. They walked on hand and hand. Close to the hotel, at a closed store front, Scott paused.

When Laura turned, Scott said, "I so wanted to kiss you on that dance floor." They shared a second glance and he moved in to kiss his colleague but at the last moment he changed his direction and kissed her cheek. Then they both shared a smile and really kissed.
 
Laura broke the kiss even though she didn't want to. It had felt good, too good, and the sober part of her mind told her no.

"Scott... your wife. My husband," she said, standing there, waiting for him to speak, willing him to tell her that it was okay.
 
Laura's mention of Amy and David froze Scott a moment. He she was like him and had not stepped out like this before. Scott saw a silent pleading in her eyes also.

"We are just blowing off a little steam, that's all." Scott replied, knowing that kiss was more passionate than that. "I don't think either will mind us having a little fun on the road."

He knew the "a little fun" part was pushing it, but he also noticed that Laura had not pulled away either.
 
Maybe that was true, she thought. Maybe it was okay to relax and do these things when away from home- normal, even. David's face passed across the back of her mind but she shook it away. Couldn't think straight with this semi-drunk lust burning away inside her.

She looked Scott in the eye, could see that he was going through the same thing. "Let's get up to that hotel room," she said, and took his hand.
 
They walked quickly. They breased through the lobby, neither seemed to want to talk. Their was another couple waiting for the elevator.

They made the usual hellos and asked what floor as the four entered the elevator. They were one floor below Laura and Scott. The ride seemed extremely slow as they rode up.

Finally they were alone again. Scott couldn't resist himself and kissed Laura again once they were alone. He thought, "No one know us, they think we are married and I just find her so damn sexy."
 
Laura didn't try to resist Scott's kiss, couldn't be bothered with lying to herself any more She wanted some fun, she wanted some cock, she wanted a different man. She put her hand on his belt and gave it a playful tug, lightly bit his lip.

"I want you to take me into that hotel room and make me your slut," she whispered to him. The elevator doors opened on their floor, and she walked ahead of him, knowing he was looking at her ass.
 
Scott smiled as he watched Laura sway her ass in a very provocative manner. A side he had never seen before in her. He done his best not to think of her this way, but now he was amazed at just how sexy she was.

He was very aroused now and any thoughts of wrong doing were gone. Her words of, "I want you to take me into that hotel room and make me your slut," replaying in his head as they walked towards their room.

Once they reached the door of their single room, Scott took the liberty of rubbing that fine ass. "I think I am going to enjoy sharing a room for once." He said it out loud and not in a whisper.
 
"You and me both," said Laura as she opened the door. With it shut behind them, she suddenly felt another rush of anxiety about what was happening. Maybe it was the bright light- she turned the main room light off, just leaving the bedside lamps off, and then told Scott that she needed to use the bathroom.

Sat on the toilet, not actually using it, Laura took a few deep breaths. Yes, she was going to go through with it. No, she didn't know what it would mean for her marriage. Yes, she understood there could be consequences. She felt so ready for it, so aroused, a deep need to cheat. She got up and went to the mirror to check herself, and wondered what Scott was doing in the room, how he felt.
 
Scott for his part, took off his shoes and socks as he waited. Then he unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. It was then he saw himself in the mirror. He took a deep breath. He could see the tent in his pants clearly. He knew he was very attracted to and turned on by Laura.

He checked his cell for some reason. Thankfully there were no messages. He turned it off. Then he wondered if Laura was second guessing herself and what would she think if he removed his pants as he had thought of doing before checking his stupid phone.

He remained standing and waiting. He so hoped she still wanted to go through with this, damn the repercussions that would certainly follow.
 
"I want you- right now," Laura said as she stepped back into the low-lit room. Scott was standing there, shirt off, waiting for her. "Are you ready?" She asked and he nodded, she approached him slowly and he took her in his arms, kissed her with a new passion.
 
It had been a very long time since Scott had felt this turned on. As they kissed, they managed to work together to remove Laura's blouse and sexy lacy bra. They continued to make out as they fell onto the king sized bed.

Their hands began to explore each other. The feeling was electric to Scott, Laura was more athletically built than Amy and her touch was so different as well. Scott loved it as he caressed her sweet breasts.
 
Laura heard herself whisper "Scott... I'm up for anything. We can do whatever you want," and wondered to herself if she really meant that. Sure, why not. That's how she felt. Ready for whatever. The consequences could just wait until later, screw it.

His hands on her small breasts sent gentle ripples of warmth through her body, it was strange to have someone apart from her husband touch her like that, but it felt... it just felt good. She slowly undid the buttons of his shirt as they kissed.
 
Laura's breasts felt great in his hands. Much smaller and firmer than Amy's. It had been a long time since he had felt such form breasts. Scott could feel her nipples getting erect. The feeling of her unbuttoning his shirt sending electric shocks down him.

"Laura, I want to do all those things people talk about," Scott said between kisses. "I want a memory for a lifetime."
 
Laura responded to his kisses, backed away towards the bed, hands on his chest, on his shoulders. "Let's get making those memories then... I want to give you something you'll remember when you fuck your wife, I want you to see me in your head when you give her your cock..."

He was naked but for his boxers, and she dropped to her knees in front of him, in front of the large mirror mounted on the wall opposite the bed. Smiling up at him, she licked her lips, reached out and slowly lowered his underwear, letting his erect cock spring out free. She gently took it in hand and stroked, leant forward and with a light touch she licked his balls slowly, continuing her gentle pumping.

"Do you want me to suck your cock? How do like it? I can do all kinds of things..."
 
Scott smiled as he looked down on his sexy coworker. It had been months since Amy had blown him. An act that had become increasingly rare from her.

While not being porn star hung, Scott knew he was well above average in size. "I would love to see how deep we can go, Laura." Loving her touch and her stroking as she teased his balls. "Damn, can I get a sexy, sloppy blow job?"!
 
"Yeah, you can have whatever you want," Laura said, winking at him. Her reflection in the mirror was a turnon, she only had to glance to one side to see herself kneeling before Scott, his hard cock right in front of her face. Keeping her eyes on his eyes, she kissed the head, then closed her lips around it and sucked gently, summoning up enough spit to get it nice and wet and slippy. She felt more blood rush to it, knew he was seriously horny.

With her hands on the floor, she slowly bobbed her head, letting more of his cock fill her mouth, until it almost teased the back of her throat. Not rushing it, working smoothly, letting him feel the warmth and her spit, using her tongue, hinting at her deepthroat skill but not yet revealing it.
 
Scott thought, "Fuck she is amazing. She must like to suck cock unlike." He stopped that thought and let out a moan of pleasure as she drove deep on his cock.

He had always wanted to experience a deep throat blowjob, but Amy never went deep. Scott wondered if quiet Laura could do it. It was then he noticed she was only using her mouth. Not stroking his cock as well to get it over. No, she was very skilled with her sexy mouth. "Damn, this feels so amazing, Laura."
 
She could tell that he loved it, just hoped that he'd say if he was too close to the edge, because she didn't want this to end without him giving her a good hard fuck.

Placing her hands on his thighs, she tried to get all of it in, wanted to get her nose to touch his body, deepthroat the whole thing- but she couldn't get the last couple of inches in, felt the head crammed against the back of her throat. She gagged on his cock, held herself there for a moment and then drew back to release it, gasping for air, leaving a thick splash of saliva on his unit.

"You can fuck my face if you want to," she whispered to him, wondering why she felt like such a slut tonight.
 
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