In the early 2000's I would go to events my company held to help interview those ready for promotion. There would normally be a few of us from the field and a few from HR. They were good days and we'd normally all stay over the night before for dinner, a few drinks and some laughs. We were a pretty tight knit group in general, and whilst a fair bit of flirting between the 3 guys and 3 girls there was nothing in it. 

This particular event we were in the Hilton just outside of London and we'd all met up for dinner. Our co-ordinator from HR was Mary, early 40's, short blonde hair, size 10 with small, pert tits and stunning blue eyes. She did not suffer fools gladly, and as I was new to her, I was on my guard. 

She took our total to 7 for dinner in the hotel restaurant, and as the wine took hold, Mary seemed to relax a little. I was sat beside her having arrived late, she was on the end of the table. I didn't know her really, but the others all did and the banter flowed back and forth. Several hours later we had sunk quite a few bottles of wine and 3 of the team had retired, leaving just myself, Mary and James and Catherine at the table. 

Mary was now on great form, and I had started to tease her and take the piss as the evening had worn on. She stood to head for the loo with Catherine, and as she did I got a magnificent view of her arse in her jeans, and the tight knitted white top she was wearing rode up. I was discreetly looking for a thong, or glimpse of her panties, but to no avail, they must have been very tiny indeed! James and I chatted and the girls were soon back. As she approached I could see the hint of Marys nipples pushing into the fabric of the top and I wondered whether she was braless. 

Another bottle of wine arrived, and that seemed to be the catalyst for Catherine and then James to call it a night leaving just the two of us to it. 

They could only have been gone minutes when Mary said she felt cold, and pressed herself up against me. I wasn't going to complain, and as put and arm around my back I looked down and she looked up and without anything being said we were in a deep kiss. Her tongue was teasing mine, alternating between her gently sucking on my bottom lip. My hands roamed her back, feeling the gap between the knitted top, the bare flesh of her back and the top of her jeans. I let my fingers drop below the top her of jeans, seeking out that little scrap of fabric she must be wearing under those jeans. 

As I did, she pulled back from the kiss and I thought I'd gone too far. She took a deep glug of wine and seemed to catch her breath. She looked at me, and I apologised (honestly) explaining that I had no idea where all that just came from. She said similar, and we chatted a bit more. Before long she had her hand on my arm as she was talking and then that dropped to my leg. I wasn't sure what signals were what, so I stayed relaxed and reciprocated to gauge her reaction. She leant in again and that fucking mouth and tongue were just amazing. It had taken my cock sometime to relax after the last snogging she gave me, and once again, I was rock hard against my suit trousers. Her hand was on my thigh, and mine was heading down the back of her jeans again. 

Once again she stopped, and I wondered what she was up to. I didn't have to wait long. She seemed to fully compose herself in the blink on an eye. She asked a passing waiter to bring the bill for the night and I thought the evening was at an end. She took a mouthful of water and signed the bill charging it to her room. I objected, and she said forget it, the company picks it all up and as the co-ordinator it goes on her room. 

With that we both stood and headed towards the hallway to the rooms, as we were walking she grabbed my hand. We were passing ground floor rooms, when we passed a recess that was deep in the wall. I'm not sure what came over me, but I pulled back on her hand and she spun back towards me and I pulled her into the recess and out of the corridor. I went in for a kiss, pausing before her slips to see her reaction. I needn't have worried, she was ferocious. It was like she became some sort of animal. Her tongue thrust into my mouth, my hand went round to that arse and I pulled her hard against me. I slipped the same hand up her back and felt just bare flesh, no bra. My already hard cock, swelled even more. I grabbed her by the back of the hair and pulled her head back, going for her neck. She seemed to melt and grabbed me by the hand with a terse 'come on'. We were pin balling off walls now, stopping to snog each other every few steps, using room doors as pretty poor cover for what were doing. 

We got to her room, and as she looked for the key I turned her round to face me, and I pushed her top up over a pair of firm for forty, bare tits. Probably a B cup with very pronounced hard nipples and took one into mouth. She groaned and just lay back against the door while I went for the other one. She yanked my head off them, and turned for the door again quickly letting us in. 

We were on each other, she stepped back and pulled her top over her head those tits looked fantastic, a twenty year old would be happy with those. Her hand was rubbing my cock through my trousers, and I was half expecting her to drop to her knees. Instead she went to her bed and knelt on it, just in her jeans and heels and looked back at me. She knelt up right and I could hear her unbuttoning those jeans. As I walked over, she pushed the back of them down over a gorgeous arse. There was no underwear in sight. Dirty fuck! 

I didn't need an invitation, her eyes said it all. I unbuckled my belt and slipped my trousers and shorts down. I tried to get between her legs more from behind, my hand slipped between her arse as I felt her slippery slit with my fingers. She was completely bare from back to front. I wanted to get into her deep. But with my trousers stopping me from moving my legs apart and her jeans doing the same, I had to stop. I whipped mine off and then did the same to hers, stopping when I had just one of her legs out before she regained her position and moved behind her. No thoughts of safety as my bare cock nudged up against her neat little fanny lips. I used her juices to smear the head of my cock and then I pushed the thick head into her. 

We both gave a deep groan, guttural and then it was on. It was hard, uncomplicated fucking. Her blonde head dipping down and then being flung back when I varied my thrusts. 'Yes, Yes, go on fuck me' she whispered breathlessly. My balls were slapping against her and the strands of her juices were coating them with each thrust. I leant forward to pull on her nipple, as I did so, she leant forward too and her hand slipped back and between her legs and she began to stroke my heavy balls. "Fuck, you dirty bitch' I groaned. She let go and looked back at me with a look of pure lust. 

'Cum for me' she said. 'Finish it' 

'Where'? I asked 

'On my tits' she replied

'You haven't cum yet' I said. 

'I don't from fucking. Lick me afterwards'.

With that I built up my pace and just before I was done I pulled out and she flipped on to her back. I straddled her chest. It took me a moment or two to find my rhythm, but her hand was stoking my balls again in a flash and that was it. I erupted, thick ropes of spunk squirting over her chest onto her neck and cheek. She didn't flinch, just urged me on while she took over the slow wanking of my cock. 

As I softened she leant up on one elbow and slipped her mouth around me, her tongue cleaning my cock expertly it has to be said, with soft 'mmmmmm's' as she did so. She dropped back to the bed, lifting my cream of her tits and neck with her fingers.

 I slipped down between her legs, keeping eye contact and she opened them wide. I slipped an arm under each thigh and got a good look at this glistening, early 40's neat little pussy. I got close and just let her feel my breath on her slit. The cool air on her molten hole causing the anticipation to build. I held back still further. 'Just fucking lick me you bastard' she asserted. I went for her, eased a couple of fingers into her, going for the G spot, that little 'come here' movement with the fingers, while my tongue went for her clit, trying to gauge how she liked the pressure, direct, firm, indirect, soft. I found her spot, her rhythm and began strumming her clit with my tongue, whilst giving her g spot gentle movements with my fingers in the same rhythm. 

If she was whispering before, she wasn't now. 'Yes, Yes, oh you dirty bastard, go on, go on' 'For fuck sake, what are you doing to me'. I kept going, her breathing grew faster and faster, I could see her lower tummy spasming and then she exploded. Her language would have made a scaffolder blush. Her hand on the back of my head, her pussy gripping my fingers and pulsating. I eased them out of her and my face now coated in her delicious juices cooled in the air. I went up and snogged her. 

'Thanks for that'  she sighed, 'now fuck off to your own room, I'll see you in the morning - don't be late'.

I was relieved to be honest. I dressed and I went back to give her a peck goodnight. As I did she looked at me and said 'Don't you dare breath a word to anyone. We've both got too much to lose'. 'Of course not' I said. I slipped out and back to my room wondering how had what just happened, happened. 

The next morning I was up early and went to the function room we would be using. Mary was there, looking elegant and a tad sexy in a long skirt below the knee, black heels, bare legs and sexy sheer black top. It was just the two of us. 'Morning' I said. 'It is' she replied. 'Sleep well'? I asked. 'Not really, I had dry cum all over my tits and neck and I could have done with some more cock half way through the night' she replied. 'But I didn't know what you thought about all this so I left it'. 

I smiled. 'You said we've got too much to lose' I said. 'So we'd have to be very careful'. 

'We would' she replied. 'So are you up for it then'? 

'As long as we are, and we don't end up getting feelings I am'.

'Good' She replied briskly. 'Lets get the day going and you can give a quickie in my room at lunch'

'Checkout before then' I replied

'Ahhhh, but I'm the co-ordinator, special arrangements with the hotel on our corporate rate' she countered 

And lunch time was more of the same, where I discovered Mary didn't like to wear any underwear. That was to come in handy many times in the future!