She stood over me, posingmajestically. “Ref, I believe he is pinned. You may start the count.Oops, I forgot. There’s no ref, I’ll ha...e to do itmyself, ONE, TWO, THREE. The winner and new champion;JULIA!” She was maniacal.“Pussy, it’s too bad for you that this was asubmission-only match, no pins. Otherwise it would notbe over. I guess I’ll just have to carry on. You lookhungry, I guess I’ll have to feed you something.” She rubbed her. She welcomed my tongue with hers and very soon our kissing was passionate and heated. I held her head and she touched my face. She scooted back to the head of the bed and asked me to take off my shirt. I took it off and my pants. In my boxers, I crawled up to her and kissed her more. This time I ran my hands up and down her butt and hips. Her ass really was squishy and I had fun with that. She began to squeeze her breast and rub her pussy. She moaned every now and then and the vibrations went. The last thing she clearly remembered was being in the hotel bar with a few of her associates. She had never really been that much of a drinker, so it didn't take much for her to get a little tipsy.The company they worked for, Morgan, Roberts and Kelly, had been holding a weekend seminar at the hotel. A seminar during which Estelle had hoped to be named the new head of her department. The appointment had gone instead to Michael Ambrose, who was both ten years Estelle's junior as well as her one. This time was no different. We started on the relative merits of our new supervisor and we concluded he was an asshole; moved to the topic of the new merit review plan which had just been put in place which led to a conversation about what would happen if everybody got merit reviews. That took us to sports figures and what they would be worth based on merit per game and what they would get if fans filled out merit reviews following every sports contest at which point the barmaid walked by.