As she rubbed two fingers over my swollen clit I gasped as a tingle of pleasure shot through my body. I moved my fingers over her breasts to her ha...d nipples, and pulled and tweaked them through her t-shirts. Then she began to move her fingers slowly in and out of my warm, wet pussy. I couldn’t believe what was happening, I had never imagined doing this with Katie even though I had always been curious about what it might be like with a woman. I moaned quietly as she frigged. .." I was talking with myself when the chairman of the first session at the conference invited me to present my topic and a participant on my right poked his elbow in my rib to awake me from my day dreaming. I didn't really know what I said in the conference and when the session ended for lunch break, I went to the organizer of the conference and told her I wasn't feeling well and I might skip the next session. She gave me the dirtiest possible looks and then nodded. I almost ran to the hotel. I looked on enraptured. If I thought he looked good in his uniform, he was tastier than a plate of Welsh rarebit out of it! He was perfect. Perfectly proportioned, perfectly muscled, just perfect. He still smiled his smile. All that just turned me on more, particularly the smile. Not that I needed any help in that department by that point.Then of course there was his willy. I didn't know any other word for it then, and it was unlike any willy I'd known or imagined. Not that I'd ever seen many,. Go on, Joan…She moaned softly as the fingertip disappeared inside her. Why did this have to excite her?He was holding her around her wrist now, not letting her move her hand. “You have talent for this” he said. Then she could hear him drinking again and then the sound of the beer bottle being put away somewhere. She twitched when he put his other hand on her hip. She opened her eyes and finally caught his gaze.“Are we...going to….make love? She asked, the last part hardly above a whisper..