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The conference has been going for almost a week and living in a hotel has had its ups and downs. Like it is a pleasure to watch the variety of people floating in and out of this place. Mostly businessmen on their way to and from meetings, occasionally the business woman focused on getting her job done, families on vacation. Downside is eating dinner alone and the long evening of not much to do. Most of my evenings have been spent in the hotels lounge reading a book to pass the time while enjoying a beer or glass of wine before heading up to an empty bed.

The company has put me up in a luxury hotel. At least 40 stories to the place overlooking the city. Glass elevator that breaks out of the building at about the third floor and travels with a view from 40 feet above the base to the buildings zenith. Although my room is on the 3rd floor I did take the ride to the top one night just to see the city lights below.

Tonight wasnt much different than the other three nights here, at least until she walked into the bar. A beautiful woman in that undeterminant age between 25 and 35. Athletic body with the movement of a dancer.

Every male head in the room and some of the woman turned as she entered the bar. She had presence and attracted the eye with not only her beauty but also the grace of her movements. She walked with power. The self confidence of a woman comfortable with herself and knowing what she wanted. It didnt hurt that she was dressed in a tight fitting mini-dress, legs exposed almost to the beginning of her butts curve, shoulders exposed and neckline showing just the beginning of the luscious curve of breasts that didnt need the support of a bra. The tightness of her dress left no doubt that there was no excessive clothing here.

I watched her over the top of my book slowly sipping the last of my beer as she selected an isolated stool at the end of the bar. It was a pleasure to watch her take her seat. The hem of her dress slipping up slightly as she sat revealing even more thigh. She was definitely fuel for fantasy. I released my breath in a slow sigh and returned to my book, Robert Heinleins Time Enough for Love. It had been a few years since the last time I read it and it was still a pleasure reading the adventures of Lazarus Long and his unusual household. Reaching the end of a page I looked up to notice her scoping out the room and its inhabitants. Returning to my reading I was startled from my solace by the waitress bringing me another beer.

With the compliments of the lady at the bar, was all she said.

I raised my beer in salute and watched her as I took the first sip. She smiled and my heart raced. This has got to be a dream. Out of a room full of more affluent looking businessmen she had selected me for some reason. Dressed in a pair of linen trousers and a collarless silk shirt I wouldnt have stood out amongst the Armani suits, except for maybe the fact that I was reading and not on the make.

She sipped her glass of wine and kept my eye. I felt like I was being appraised. She put down her glass and gifted me with another smile.

Apparently I passed the first cut.

I put the book into my shoulder bag and went to join her at the bar. She watched me cross the room with the same intensity that we had all watched her as she entered the room. It was slightly unsettling being on the other end of one of those looks but also appealing. Apparently she liked what she saw for her smile never left her face.

Thanks for the beer, mind if I join you? I asked as I walked to her.

Please do. Enjoying your book?

Not as much as I would enjoy the company of a woman.

I introduced myself and we chatted about inconsequentials while we sipped our drinks. There were no stools left so I had to stand next to her at the bar. At this close range her scent filled my head. Scents of earth, fruit, and woman. An intoxicating blend. My senses were on full alert and I could feel the beginnings of a chemistry building between us.

Through our banter she never did get around to giving me her name. We talked about the city, she too was just visiting and was leaving in the morning. As we talked she would occasionally punctuate a comment with a touch on my arm or shoulder and with each touch a jolt of electricity passed from her hand to my core.

As we neared the ends of our drinks she showed that she had noticed the title of the book I was reading. Do you have time enough for love?

Taking the last swallow of my beer I formulated my response, a paraphrase on a quote of Lazarus Long himself. Given enough time I would lover everyone worthy of being loved.

She smiled and took my hand. Slowly I lifted it to my mouth and kissed the back of her knuckles never loosing eye contact as I focused on the scent of her and the task of kissing her hand. Kissing lightly, with a firm hold of her hand. There was a bowl of fruit on the bar that we had been munching and I took a strawberry placing it on her palm. Holding her fingers lightly I slowly ate the strawberry from her hand. Never loosing eye contact I ate her palm clean kissing her hand to get the last of the fruits sweet juices, lightly licking her palm clean with the lightest feather touches of my tongue. Finished I placed her hand on her forearm and asked her if I could escort her to her room.

She nodded and gave me the glimpse of inner thigh as she stepped off her stool. In her heels she was just a hair taller than me. And we walked together to the glass elevators. There was older couple waiting at the elevators and we all entered the elevator together. They pressed a lower floor and she pressed the top floor. We moved to the back of the elevator where she turned to me putting her arms around my neck, holding me close as the elevator started to move. We kissed. Lightly at first and then with passion not caring about the couple who were standing at the front of the elevator . They were consciously watching the advance of the numbers above the door and I didnt care. Her body was pressed close to mine and my hands gently massaged her back and ass as we kissed. The weight of the dress gave me no doubt that there were no panties underneath.

Reaching their floor the older couple left the woman pulling her husbands hand to vacate the elevator as fast as possible. As the doors closed we both broke the kiss to laugh and the elevator broke out of the confines of the building into the star lit night. As the expanse of the city opened up below us we continued to kiss and I slid my hand under the hem of her dress finding her clit and gently but firmly rubbing her sweet spot feeling her honey start to flow as her excitement built. I dropped to my knees sliding her skirt above her hips and pulled her to my mouth.

Her scent was an aphrodisiac. A heady wine flowed from her that was sweet nectar to my searching tongue.

I licked her clit firmly and quickly until she shuddered in pleasure.

Rising my cock was already free from its confines and I entered her as she kissed her fluids from my face. She raised one leg above my hip wrapping herself around me, pulling me into her she gasped as my cock penetrated her. This was pure lust and I drove up into her hard and fast raising her onto her toes with the force of my thrusts. As we climbed the building our passion built until near the top we both came as one, my cock pumping hard, fast and deep within her. Her body contracting around me, her legs pulling me tight against her, her pleasure evident in the contractions within as well as her sighs without.

As my cock deflated I dropped to my knees again to lap up our combined juices from her strong thighs. Her knees almost buckled as I sucked the juices from her and lightly stroked her clit. She shuddered once more and grabbed a fistful of my hair first pushing me hard against her clit where I sucked until her tremors subsided, and then pulling me up to meet her hungry mouth in a searing kiss.

As the elevator hit its peak we were slowly coming down from ours. The elevator doors opened on an empty floor and she moved to the controls pressing 3. She pulled the zipper of my trousers down, pulled out my cock, kneeled on the floor and with a smile said Going down?


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