So, I contacted her.We made arrangements to meet the last night of the conference. I met her at a little pub, damn, my cock got hard when I saw her. W... talked, danced and before long I had her taking off her panties and handing them to me. I had to finger her under a table and play with her until I got her to go and stuff those little sexy panties up into her very wet pussy. She then returned, her panties in her pussy and she was soaked. We headed back to the hotel, my hands on her ass as we. ”“That sucks.”“Yeah, but what can you do?” she laughed weakly.Awkward silence filled the room like helium fills up a balloon, and I didn’t want to be here when it popped for fear of what might happen. I smiled at her and turned around to leave without another word, heading for the safety of my room and collapsing onto my bed. Fuck! I almost got caught staring at Ashley like that. More importantly, why was I looking at her like that? And what’s worse, I was getting hard just thinking about her.. I suggested to Graham that as were flying out early the next day that we go out for an early dinner and ‘celebrate’ our last night on holiday. I put on a dress and white panties but no bra. I knew Graham liked to see the outline of my small breasts through a tight-fitting dress and maybe it was the result of my guilty shag earlier, but I thought I should try harder to please him.I am not sure why I bothered though, Graham put on scruffy shorts and a couple of vest t-shirts to guard against the. Now I couldn't wait to see my ex and counted down the hours. Eventually it was time to go see her. After a shower and tucking a few condoms in my pocket I was out the door and on the road.I arrived at the bar we agreed to meet out a bit early so I took a seat at the bar and ordered a beer. As I drank and waited I looked around the place and saw several hot girls and thought "Well if I don't fuck my ex I can always pick up a local." Just then the door opened and I looked over to see my ex walk.