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The Meeting …
 

Written By: Irena How

The day had begun much the same as any other in her ordinary life. A lazy getup from a warm comfortable bed, and a late breakfast, which her partner had decided to forgo.

He really shouldn’t miss meals this way when he was trying to put on a bit of extra weight. No matter her telling him it was his tall slenderness that had attracted her in the first place. She loved the feel of his long legs against her body and his slender fingers seeking out all her secret hot places ……their lovemaking had progressed from good to magnificent over the years, they were so much in tune most of the time.

The long sensuous loving this morning had been so complimentary to the hot day, which was now developing.
But also the heat was making their tempers a bit frayed now, well maybe she had nagged him a bit too much about not having any breakfast. In any event they were becoming more and more irritable with one another now.

This upset her really, because she loved him so, but sometimes he could be so pig-headed.

Anyway it came as a relief, later in the day, to be getting her papers together for to-nights monthly meeting of the committee. Perhaps by the time she got home things would have calmed down somewhat, and they would be back to their usual loving tactile selves again. She surely hoped so.

The meeting tonight, although rather hum drum, just building management and a few reports from ongoing projects, still came as a blessing. They had their own things to think about and when they got back home everything would be back to its normal tactile self again. She knew that by bedtime everything would be forgotten and they would be making slow sweet love again. Thinking about this brought the usual warm, damp feeling to her wanting pussy.

It was good to have both separate and common interests, to have different things to talk about when they got home, and after they had put the world to rights, they would sink into one another’s arms and make sweet love well into the night.

She was feeling exceptionally restless tonight though, perhaps the heat of the day and the strong evening breeze were getting to her? Then something happened at the meeting, which disquieted her even more.

While her mind was wandering and doodles appeared on her scratch pad as if by magic, She felt a hand on her knee beneath the table!!

Sat next to her was her long time friend and mentor, Paul. She glanced sideways at him but his eyes were fixed on the paperwork before him.

Her first instinct was one of shock; he had never given any indication of a sexual attraction to her before. Perhaps the hot wind was affecting him too?

She quelled her first reaction to jump up and leave the meeting; she was finding the sensation most agreeable and erotic. So she relaxed into the moment, and let it happen.

The feeling engendered were very sensual and titillating, no one else at the table seemed aware of what was going on under their noses, or should she say under the table.

So she let the hand stay, even moving a little closer indicating her acquiescence.

Peeping under her lashes she could see Paul’s face, although still impassive, it had taken on a rosier hue, a little sweat appearing on his top lip, which his tongue darted out to collect.
MMM, she thought, I would love that tongue to taste the juices his stroking hand are creating in my hot cunt!

Slowly she moved down in her seat, opening her legs a little. Hopefully he would now be able to find the top of her stocking; she would then feel the electric of flesh on flesh.

Yes, the fingers moved gently to her inner thigh. The stroking on her leg became more erotic, spasms shot up her leg from his fingertips to her hot throbbing cunt lips. She felt her pussy responding, becoming wetter by the minute as it twitched its appreciation.

She felt the dampness increase with each touch on her sensitive skin, the hand travelled up towards her crotch as she slid a little further down in her seat, fanning herself with her copy of the agenda, she smiled at the chairman, sat across from her on the other side of the wide table. Indicating with a toss of her head how hot she was finding the atmosphere tonight. He nodded agreement and fanned himself also.

If only he knew she thought what was going on under the table, an erotic fantasy come to life, stoking her boiler much more than the weather!

Paul’s long fingered travels continued up and under the edge of her panties - she moved her leg just a little more - his finger pressed into her wet cunt lips and instantly found her throbbing clit. He was so clever at this; he had surely done it before!
With no above the table indication at all, he pressed rhythmically on her engorged clit, sending shock waves up her cunt. She fanned quicker, a little moan escaping her lips.

The chairman’s eyes were on her! My god is he going to say something? But no, a small smile played around the corners of his mouth, he knew! So, he then began to talk about the business in hand more extensively, albeit never taking his eyes from her.

Meantime she was lost in the touch and sensation of her very first public orgasm. Paul’s finger pulsated her clit remorselessly; it was all she could do to stop herself moving against him to exert more pressure, but the agony made the orgasm building up even stronger. One final expert press and her floodgates opened, soaking her panties and the tops of her stockings.

The hand withdrew, reluctantly it seemed.

As she sat up, trying to compose herself and still the quivering in her legs, it came as a shock to find the meeting coming to a close with everyone collecting their papers together prior to leaving. She turned to see Paul hurriedly leaving the room with his briefcase strategically placed. She knew why too she thought, with a smile. He turned and gave a small wave as he left, putting his finger in his mouth with a smile. This gesture brought another wave of sensation coursing through her tender throbbing parts. This was one meeting she would remember for a long time!

She sat a little longer, trying to compose herself before she trusted her shaking legs to bear her weight.