(My first time writing this kind of thing, so constructive criticism is appreciated - I realise its a tiny bit short of the mark for an entry, I will try better next time).

I didn't think it would ever happen to me - but thats how I guess everyone feels, a kind of imposter syndrome that this is something other people get; Long hours at the work, months of effort on the project, hours and hours of video calls means I've seen them more then anyone else; and then when we finally had our get together, the entire team flew in to celebrate its go live, and that first sale. A week of workshops and seminars for the sales team, and we were exhausted, and the others had taken their flights home - ours was in the morning to other sides of the country. So theres nothing but company expensed drinking in the hotel bar; She had got changed after work into something a little more revealing - she said she wanted to look good in the bar, that you never knew who you might meet. I showered and swapped into my normal jeans and t-shirt;

So over dinner and the following drinks, we talked about everything other then work - And of course I knew everything about her love life, or lack of. How were either of us supposed to find a partner when work took all our hours and left us drained. Perhaps it was that level of intimacy, and the loud music that had meant we slowly lent in towards each other, and progressed from softer beers onto whisky and finally shots. I thought something might happen, but she got up and left for the toilet, telling me to get another round; I did, and when she came back thats when she kissed me for the first time.

She reached for my keycard on the table, and took my hand in hers and pulled me behind her.I grabbed the drinks; and thats when I realised the dress she had picked for the evening had no back, and therefore obviously no bra. That as she looked over her shoulder as she slipped my keycard into my hotel door, it swung wide. The TV was quietly humming some late night show, and she pulled me inside, stepping back against the wall, I moved in to kiss her there, her arms around my shoulders as she reached up on tip toes to return my kiss. The door swung shut, and there I was, It had happened to me.

The night was a combination of sweet and tender - I tried my hardest not to cum, but her body was so sexy and electric; the heat and humidity bound together to increase that sexual tension that had built up. She guided me to what she wanted - hastily removing my, and then her clothes, her hands ran over my chest, as I stroked her back and gently teased her neck - another kiss, and before I knew it, shes pushing me back on the bed, not some domme, but just a confident horny lady who knew what she wants. She rides me cowgirl, grinding into me, I think she forgets Im even me - her head thrown back, my hands on her body, her hips, her glorious breasts that shine in the dim light with a sheen of sweat; she moans as she uses me.

And then, after a moments pause, and a trip to get a glass of water, she's back again, licking me back to full attention before guiding my hands onto her, my fingers flicking over her clit, her moans exciting me again to attention before she rolls over and pushes her ass towards me, a hand between her legs guide my cock to her welcoming pussy again, as I place my hands on her hips and rock her back on to me. My cock so hard it begins to almost hurt that she's then again grinding me. This, combined with the heat and humidity makes me almost dizzy, as I edge closer to cumming myself, but her own pleasure rocks again, and another shift of positions.

I take a moment though to catch my breath, my cock forming a tent in the bedsheet she giggles and grabs it, and this time, we just lie next to each other, our legs intertwined, half-facing each other I'm able to rock into her at the same time as stroke her body, cup her breasts, my fingers tripping over her lips as she bites at me; as she returns those roving hands over me, playing and tweaking my own nipples. This time I couldn't not cum, her giggling slightly at the noises I made, and her ability to use me, it was a closenesss as well as raw animal sex.

With the heat gaining, the room smelling of our sex, before we slowly begin to fall asleep in each others arms. In the morning I wake to an empty bed, and not even a note, just my flight ticket on the nightstand, and a collection of memories.

[edit - fixing paragraph breaks]