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Men who travel on business regularly have a unique opportunity to get in a little fun that for the most part goes to waste. I was luckier than most on my last trip and spent all my nights with three of the most sexually active ladies I have ever met. I had initially thought that this trip could be better than most as I and my traveling companions Sue, Donna and Eileen headed for the airport but dismissed my thoughts a fantasy. Little did I know that my fantasies would not hold a candle to the realities of this trip

After a rather uneventful trip filled with boring conversation we arrived at the hotel where we were to give a two day training seminar to a number of company employees. After completing the preliminary setting up for the next day I suggested we all go out to dinner together. My suggestion was taken and we arranged to meet in the lobby at 6:30. Retiring to my room I again began to fantasize about the possibilities of engaging in a little fun with my traveling companions. To say the least they were all quite attractive and young. Sue is a 5′ 7″ brunette with a pretty face and a figure that runs 35-23-36 her tits are nice and firm and when she’s bra-less which is often she shows nice hard nipples. Donna is tall attractive blond with nice soft tits and long slender legs and a fantastic ass. Eileen who is a bit heavier than the other ladies has a set of knockers which easily measure in at 39+ and a nice full ass. Just thinking about spending an evening of fucking and sucking any of them got me hard while I was showering. Just as I was finishing my shower a knock at the door interrupted my fantasy leaving me with a raging hard-on. Trying to cover myself and my still hard 10″ cock with a towel I went to the door to see who had disturbed me. To my delight it was Donna, opening the door I tried to maintain my composure and asked her to come in. Donna was just out of the shower herself and needed to borrow my blow dryer. I asked her to wait a minute as I ducked back into the bathroom to get the dryer as I retrieved the dryer I noticed Donna staring openly at my still erect cock as it bulged out the front of the towel I had thrown on. I made sure I took my time getting the dryer allowing Donna to get a good look. When I returned Donna asked me if she could dry her hair in my room rather than going back to her room and needing to return the dryer. Needless to say I agreed. Donna move into the bathroom to dry her hair and I started to dress for dinner. (click to read entire story…)

As I promised here is another one of my fantasies about Amy and me.

After our last session Amy is even more friendly when no one else is around. I also think that she has quit wearing panties because I don’t see any panty lines any more and sometimes I even wonder if she is wearing a bra. Like today. Amy is wearing a grey woman’s suit with a blue and black stripped silk blouse the front of which seems to move around a little more than usual. Its hard to tell since the suit jacket hides her nipples which would show were she not wearing a bra. Amy is in a playful mood today. Joking with everyone. We had some time during lunch for some conversation. She usually eats lunch out but didn’t today because she had some extra work to do. Some of the remarks she made would almost make a sailor blush. At least it did for her and me.

We both end up working late again. “This is getting to be a habit,” I said. Amy just laughed and said, “We had better be careful or people will start talking.” As if they already hadn’t, at least about Amy. I am surprised when she says to me, “How about coming to my place after work for a drink?” I said, “Sure. We’ll take your car and leave mine here. That way no one will see it at your place.” So we lock up the place and head toward her apartment.

When we arrive Amy says, “Why don’t you kick your shoes off while I go get comfortable.” So I do and prop my feet up on the coffee table. She calls from the other room, “What would you like to drink?” “Got any hard stuff?” I answer. “I can mix us up something. I’ll surprise you,” was her response. Well you could have you could have knocked me over with a feather when she came back into the room with our drinks. She definitely got comfortable. Amy was wearing this almost transparent top and a pair of short shorts. There was no question of what she was wearing under the top or shorts. That was NOTHING! Her nipples were hard and strained against the fabric of the top and the crotch of her shorts dug into her cunt showing the bulge of pussy lips and crease of her cunt slit.

She hands me one of the drinks and says, “How do you like it?” I must have been starring at her breasts because I almost spilt the drink and could just stammer, “I…I…it…it’s great.” Amy laughs and says, “No, I mean the drink.” Of course I hadn’t even tasted the drink yet. We both laugh. She sits next to me and we sip the drinks and talk about work, life, etc. The drink has its desired effect. We both begin to relax, except my cock. The longer I looked at Amy’s nipples making little bumps in the front of that top and felt the heat of her body near mine, the harder and harder my tool got. And pretty damned uncomfortable. An erect 8-inch cock doesn’t fit very well in a tight pair of pants. Especially if it’s bent in the middle. I put my arm on the back of the couch and she slides close. Her breast is now pressed against my side. The drink must have had the same effect on her as it had on me. I glance toward her crotch and it looked as though a wet spot was forming where the shorts disappeared between her legs.

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I remember the good old days of flying, when the great 747 fleet first graced the skies. It was the peak of the jet age and the world looked on us as the elite of the elite. We set the standard by which all commercial flying was judged. I recall how honoured I was the day I received my flight attendant wings, my first flight, my promotion to purser. Ahh yes, the past was beautiful. No low budget airlines, no TWA scabs, no imminent fear of bankruptcy. We flew with pride and proved our service was the best. I worked the New York to Frankfurt run as often as I could. Of course, that one day still stands out strongly in my memory.

We were late boarding for the flight. I had gone from the plane into the passenger waiting area. There I noticed him for the first time. He was so handsome — tall, brown hair, high-cheek boned with deep blue eyes and manly tanned face. His mustache accented his perfect smile. Our eyes met. I felt like a school boy who is having the first crush on his teacher. As I walked back to the plane, I glanced back at him only to find him looking at me, grinning like someone with a secret he is aching to tell. I notice he was tall and well framed, even in his business suit.

I returned to my post in the first class cabin and waited to see if he would be seated near my position. Alas, he was not amongst the first class group. I sighed as we closed the doors. One of the stewardess in the aft of the economy cabin called me to come to the rear galley. I carefully checked each passenger as I walked down the aisle, trying to give the appearance that I was inspecting seat belts when in reality I was looking for him. I was perplexed as I failed to find him. The disappointed look disappeared from my face as I walked back towards the first class cabin. There, in seat 23A, was my handsome stranger.

“Excuse me,” he asked, “but what is the flying time to Frankfurt?” I laughed and replied with the 7 and 1/2 hour flight time along with the complete routing that flight 66 would be taking that evening. He thanked me and as I told him I hope I could be of service to him during the flight, he chuckled saying, “I’m sure you will be.”

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It all started when I was working for the City Department of Corrections, where the corrections department only took young adults under the age of 19 years old. Needless to say, there were some really nice looking girls coming in to stay awhile, and my job was to supervise these girls and try to keep them out of trouble.

One night I had the 12:00 am to 8:00 am hell shift (some of the staff hated it) but that night I loved it. There is a policy that we have to abide by which say we have to check all the rooms every hour to make sure everybody is in bed, asleep or at least in their rooms. Since I came in at 12:00 am, I waited until 1:00 am to check all eight rooms. It doesn’t take very long to walk the halls and peep in the rooms.

I proceeded to walk down the hall and checked the first three rooms on the right side of the hall and then worked my way back up the left side. Once I got to the left side, I opened the door of Amber Halls’ room. I peeked in and noticed that her bed was empty. Not a soul was there. I flipped the light on and searched behind the door but still no Amber. I became nervous real fast since this was my shift and I couldn’t see having a runnaway on my shift.

I closed the door and walked up to the staff office and was going to make a call to the Director. As I opened the door, I saw Amber – 18 year-old sweetheart with sandy blonde hair, aqua blue eyes and this wonderful slender body – all muscle – not an inch of fat on this girl. She was standing there with her head cocked to one side and her tight little panties riding her ass. She just looked at me and rolled her tongue around the edge of her lips like she really wanted to suck my already hard cock.

She approached me and gently grabbed the seam of my zipper and unzipped my bulging pants. I was so hot that I could have shot my load in my pants. The experience was too much to handle. I reached around her waist and clutched her tight little butt and rubbed her smooth virgin ass. She was making moaning sounds and whispering under her breath -“fuck me, ohhh, fuck me.” I knew right then I had to slide my sausage in her tight box and fuck her brains out.

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Hi! My name is Jim and I would like to tell you about my fantasy. It involves my co-worker Amy. But first a little background to my story.

Amy is a good-looking woman. Definitely not one you would refuse admission to your bed. Amy and I have known each other for several years. But only recently has she begun working in the office where I work. She has a friendly outgoing personality, always greeting everyone with a friendly “Hello!” and a beautiful smile. On several occasions we’ve had opportunity for friendly conversation which almost always includes comments which can be taken with a sexual connotation. Some times I think there may be a little interest on her part but I’ve not taken any steps to find out because it might be just innocent flirting. She generally is pretty conservative in her dress, but has a few outfits that reveal her physical assets and cause me to loose my concentration every time she walks by. Enough! Let’s get on to my fantasy.

It begins like this. This particular day Amy is wearing this sexy one piece jump suit that catches my eye every time she passes by or enters my office. Several times throughout the day I find myself thinking about what it would be like to bed her down and finding it hard to hide my hardon. We both end up working late. Amy typing, filing, and answering the phone. Trying to keep ahead of the paper work. Me working on some of the engineering details that go into many of the projects that I am involved in.

Everyone else has gone for the day so we are by ourselves. Amy passes my office again on the way to do some more filing. I glance up and she smiles at me. The fabric of her jump suit enhances the curve of her breasts and ass. I’d looked at that ass coming and going, seeing the outline of her bikini panties many times today. I think that the absence of panty lines is sexier but what the hay an ass covered with lace panties is sexy too. Well I just can’t take it any more. I get up from my desk and follow her into the other office. As I walk down the hall I have to adjust the angle of my cock in my pants because it was bent over in the middle and very uncomfortable. Amy is standing in front of one of the file cabinets putting files into the top drawer.

As I enter the office she turns and smiles at me but continues to put files away. I step up behind her slipping my arms around her. One around her waist and the other I slip up and cup her breast with my hand. Pressing my hard tool between the cheeks of her ass I expect her to scream and slap my face. I also figured it would be the end of my job for making sexual advances. The way my balls ached I didn’t care. I needed a good fuck and thought nothing ventured nothing gained. Man was I surprised!! Instead of turning around and slapping my face she pressed her ass even harder against my iron hard cock and moaned as I felt her nipple harden against the palm of my hand.

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