I met him at a seminar in a hotel conference room. The seminar was not well attended and it did not last very long, but during the talk he was paying ...ttention to me. So after the talk we chatted and I was attracted to him but I didn't know why (I am a masculine guy and love women). He invited me up to his room and I accepted. He was confident, tall and handsome. As soon as the door to his room closed he pushed me down to my knees and told me to drop my pants. He knew what he was going to do to. ‘You’re a fucking mess,’ she said. ‘Oh, really?’ he said. ‘Have you seen a mirror lately?’ They both laughed. Then she pushed herself into a sitting position. ‘Check this out,’ she said. She reached over a few feet and opened a small thermal cooler. Her hand disappeared for a moment then came back into view, holding a warm, wet washcloth. ‘Who’s your baby?’ she asked. ‘You are,’ he said. ‘You’re awesome.’ Angela wiped her face and breasts clean, then reached inside the cooler and produced. It was more of "Are you doing okay with me gone," than "Are you screwing anybody?" but I could tell when he wanted to be aroused and I made up something, each time getting a little more graphic.He added to it all when he started insisting that I use the speakerphone in my room. Although he called mostly when he knew my parents would be out, he knew I had a private line and was situated in the house so that I could talk in private. I wasn't sure what being on a speaker did for him but it seemed. Itni badi ki mere haathon me nahi aa rahi thi mene bra k upar se hi uski chuchiyan dabana shuru kar diya itni tight chuchi thi dosto ki bas pucho mat wo bhi siskariya lene lagi aaaaahhhhhhh…… Ooooohhhhh…. Aur mujhse aur satkar baith gayi…Phir maine apne haathon se uski salwar ka naara khola jisse salwar thodi dhili ho gayi… Aur uski chut me ungli karne laga wo thodi der to maje leti rahi phir achcnak usne mera haath hata diya aur kaha yaha nahi… Maine kaha thik hai jaisa tum chaho… Utarte waqt.