Things changed after the trip. Really changed. They were always pleasant to each other, but it never went far beyond that. The occasional small talk was what had defined their relationship, but the trip changed all that. As only a work conference in a tropical beach town could. It started off small. At first it was just a happy smile when he offered to carry her luggage to her room. Then he noticed her by the pool. Her curly dark hair flowing over her perky chest. Her seductive legs dangling in the water. She noticed him too. Tall and fit, with broad strong shoulders and large calves. It sealed the deal when they met at the bar. They talked over drinks and it wasn’t long before they were back in his room.

After the trip they flirted with small talk and occasional touches, but nothing encouraging. She seemed to have cooled off, but he was unable to quell the growing appetite he had acquired for her. They were friendlier than they had been, but that didn’t satisfy him.

He watched her now as she wrapped up a late day presentation. The curves she possessed, accentuated by her attire, drove him crazy. Did she know? He always had a thing for office wear. The heels, the skirts, the elegance, it was all a mindfuck.

He came out of his intoxicating day dream to the sound of people shuffling out of the room. It was late and everyone was ready to go home. He was about to stand and follow suit when a familiar hand rested on his shoulder. He knew it was her before she spoke. Blood rushed to his penis and he felt his own awkwardness threatening to seep through his facade. She didn’t let on that she noticed or cared as she lowered her head next to his ear.

“How do you think I did up there?” she asked. “I… was a little distracted to tell the truth. I… zoned out at the end.” “Oh, well you had me fooled. You were looking right at me and I didn’t notice.” “Yeah, well, you might have been that distraction.”

She looked pleased by this. He knew he might be oversharing, but thought he could press his luck.

“Well the only reason I asked was because you were distracting ME!” As she said that, she started to run her hand down his chest.

That was all he needed to make up his mind. If this was going to happen it would be here and now. As her manicured hand went down his chest he slowly pushed the chair back, stood up, and looked out the door and around the office. Most people had left in a hurry, with a few stragglers taking their time here and there.

He turned back to her with more confidence. Seeing her now, all he could imagine was her clothes on the floor, and his hands exploring her tantalizing curves. He put his hands on her waist and took her in. She was tall in heels, but still a few inches shorter than him, and curvy as ever. He gently pushed one of her hips and pulled the other to turn her around and pull her closer.

The heat between them was growing, almost stifling. Softly his mouth found the crook of her neck between dark lush curls. As he kissed her neck he felt her press into him. His hand slowly caressed her body, starting at her shoulder and flowing down over her breasts. His hand stopped there for a second, before sweeping down to find the hem of her dress, intent on explore what was underneath.

She let out a small gasp of pleasure as he worked his hand under her dress. Wet, like a sudden downpour on a humid day, he could feel her excitement. Time was not an issue. They were alone, and every second was bliss. He playfully fingered the waist of her panties and started to pull them down. She leaned forward over the table and pulled her skirt up in cooperation.

Firmly grabbing her hips he stopped her mid bend and turned her around to face him. He lifted her slightly to sit her on the edge of the table. He then leaned in and gently kissed her cheek before starting to kiss her neck, her chest, her thigh, and then skin. Kissing his way down her leg and back up. She knew what he wanted. He needed to taste her. Slowly he kissed his way closer and closer. Savoring every touch. She smelled pleasant, her perfume a faint background to her natural, more intoxicating, pheromones.

Slowly his lips parted so his tongue could part hers. From bottom to top he kissed and licked to explore every part of her. Pushing deeper into her pussy he could barely restrain himself. She let out a moan as he licked and sucked her clit.

Methodically she started to heave and her rhythm synched with his. Her legs and high heels pressed hard against his back, urging him to keep going. He couldn’t get enough. Her legs pulled him in even tighter and he pushed his tongue deeper.

She burst, raptured by orgasm. He could feel his cock longing to participate, longing to be inside her. She shivered slightly at each revisit to her clit, tasting her one last time. Unable to wait anymore, he stood up and they looked into each other’s eyes. She couldn’t stop beaming as she undid his belt. He was throbbing, scared of exploding the second she touched him. She was eager now.

She pulled his hard cock out and guided him between her legs. He kissed her neck as he felt himself heavy in her hand. He couldn’t help himself. He pushed in deep. He needed to feel every part of her. As soon as he pulled out a little, he wanted back in. Seconds, minutes, maybe hours passed before he felt that familiar tingle and a burst of energy.

He pushed in as deep as he could and she let out a small sound of pleasure. With each thrust he unleashed a gush of cum, and her moans grew as she felt the blissful quakes of orgasm.

He kept thrusting until he was spent, and still more after. They both held each other with trembling hands as sweat dripped down their bodies. Slowly they stood up and looked at each other with smiles. He cupped her face in his hands and gave her a kiss. He helped her clean up, gathered her things, and walked her to the car. When they got there, she gave him a kiss before saying “See you Monday”, with a loaded smile.