Business Trip to Colorado Springs

I have an upcoming business trip to Colorado Springs. It's in 6 weeks, so I have to start making my flight arrangements now. It has not escaped my notice that Colorado Springs is only about 45 minutes away from Denver. I'm thinking that I'd like to go and visit Denver... and stay with Rob. I don't know if I should email him or what. He told me not to come for New Years because he didn't want a long distance relationship, but a couple of things have changed since then. Namely, I'm leaving the country for a year starting in June. I'm going to spend a year teaching in Chile. 

I wonder if those macho latin men like spanking naughty bottoms...

Business Trip to Chicago

I was in Chicago on Business last weekend. I told Sean I was coming. He told me it was over with Andrea, and that he would love to see me. 

I came in two days early to see my mother. Now, my mother does not like Sean. She still hates him for breaking my heart when I was 18. Even though it is stupid, I sometimes lie to her about hanging out with him. So my conference starts Thursday, and Wednesday night Sean picked me up and drove me to my hotel downtown. 

So we get to the hotel and I invite him upstairs. I tell him we can watch a movie and order room service on my company's tab. We're barely inside the room before I've leaned in and kissed him. Before long I'm straddling him on the bed and we're furiously making out. "Rose you are so much fun." he whispers as he pins me down on the bed. He bites my ears and it kind of hurts, actually it hurts a lot, but I want him to hurt me. His teeth are on my breasts and then my nipples, which hurts so much I want to cry out but I don't want him to stop. I want him to make me his. 

Its kind of pathetic how in love with him I am.

"Can I really do whatever I want?" he whispers as he's kissing down my stomach and starts to unbutton my jeans. "Will you be my submissive little slut?"

I nod, because he can have whatever he wants. He's licking me now and biting my inner thighs.  

"Show me how you touch yourself when you think about me" I slide my fingers down and start to rub myself. He's kneeling in front of me, between my legs watching. I've never done this before and I'm a little self conscious. Its hard to bring myself to orgasm with someone watching. He starts licking up my inner thigh, but I push him away with my leg. He pins my leg down and tells me that I don't tell him what to do. I am so excited that his little dominant command makes me come (well, that and the fact I'm stroking my clit).  

He's laughing and on the bed and tells me he doesn't like to be told what to do as he forces his cock in my mouth.  This is why I'm so in love with him, here we are, trying out some new sex roles that we're both not totally comfortable with, and he's giggling while doing it, but still being forceful. He's pulling my hair, hard, as he thrusts his cock down my throat. Then he comes all over my face. 

He's a gentleman, so he runs and gets me some kleenex to wipe my face off, and we're cuddling in the bed. He tells me that he's never seen a girl masturbate to orgasm and that it was super hot and that he's never had anyone tell him that its okay for him to be dominant. He says the closest he's ever come is that one girl asked if she could whip him. 

"I'm so naturally dominant that I think if she had tried I would have just grabbed the whip away from her, thrown her down on the bed and fucked her." He pauses for a moment. "I've also never called a girl a slut in bed before. I didn't realize how much I would like it." At this point I can feel him getting hard against my back. "Tell me what a slut you are for me." he says in that throaty voice he gets when he wants me. 

He's pushed me onto my stomach and fucks me from behind while pulling my hair and calling me his slut. Then he tries "whore" out. 

After he comes I tell him that what I really like is being spanked. I am blushing as I say this. Yes, I'm naked, in bed with someone I've known for years, who I know wants to be dominant, and I can barely tell him what I want. 

He hesitates. "Thats not something I've ever fantasized about." He says.

"Don't worry. You'll like it" I say back.

"I don't know. I wouldn't know what to do. I've never actually tried out someone else's fantasy."

"Sean. I told you you could do whatever you want and you won't do anything for me? It doesn'twork like that. And you'll like how much it turns me on."

He agrees to try next time. He spends the night in my hotel room, but we're both tired so we fall asleep pretty soon after.  He leaves the next morning as I'm on the way to my conference. I'm in Chicago for 4 more days, but have a bunch of work stuff. We decide to meet up again on Friday night.

Toronto

I just got home from Toronto where I was on business, which is kind of exciting. It was my first international business trip. I was there with some insane coworkers working a convention. There were 5 of us. Usually when i travel I'm by far the youngest person there. My boss doesn't like to travel and has a young baby, so  I go on a lot of trips that she would normally go on.

This time, I was with my counterpart. Our company has offices all over the world, but our main offices are in New York, Sydney and London. So there are two other people with my job- one in London (Karen) and one in Sydney (Matt). The three of us have a monthly phone conference (hard, with the time zones, to get us all together!) and email constantly, but I've never met them.

For some not-so-clear reason, the company sent Matt to Toronto too. Matt has always sounded very cute on the phone, but I know nothing about how he looks or how old he is. One time, we had a video conference with the Sydney office, and I thought there was someone who could be him. (there were about 50 people on  the conference so it wasn't like everyone was introduced, they were just making a big announcement) So I kind of figured he was about my age, but I think that it was just the accent that made him sound cute.

So I *must* admit that I went to the conference hoping he would be hot. Luckily, he was attractive (I"m not going to say hot, but there was something distinctly sexy about him. his accent? His sense of humor?)

I think we both really really wanted to like each other, because we hit it off immediately. Also, we were a good 15 years younger than anyone else there. He's also mischievous, like me, and we enjoyed sneaking out every lunch time for cocktails. 

(as an aside, my behavior on this work trip was unacceptable, someone needs to take me over their knee and remind me how to be a good employee. Or maybe Matt and I both needed some discipline to remind us how we ought to behave. Interesting thought there...)

And we were both clearly attracted to each other. In fact, everyone at the conference, from our company and the other people we were hanging around with, was making constant jokes about us being a cute couple. We went out every night, in fact, we closed down bars every night. We were there Thursday through Tuesday. 

Monday night we were completely hammered.  We had been out dancing at this awful awful club- we'd taken some customers out, and one of them was hitting on me. Now, I'm a flirt. I'm a huge flirt actually. And so I'm sure in some ways I invite these sorts of situations on myself. But it happens a lot that I'll flirt with people I'm not interested in going home with, but they'll become really interested and aggressive. This client kept whispering in my ear and putting his hand on my lower back. I always get hit on at these work functions, probably because I'm one of the few unmarried women. So I walked over to Matt and told him what was going on, he laughed and said, "Don't worry you're coming home with me."

I am? 

The two of us were at a different (cheaper) hotel than everyone else. So we got in the cab together and then, at the elevator in the hotel he said, "I don't mean to be too forward, but can I come up and see your room?" 

I know I shouldn't have let him because he's my colleague, but he also lives on the other side of the world. So I did. 

We were pretty good, we mostly just spooned and kissed and rolled around on my king size bed. He had a great body and he pinned me down a few times, which was as kinky as it got, but thats okay.

Which leads me to this thought: Kinky Sex with Colleagues. I'll expand in my next post.

(I'm also still thinking about what it might have been like if Matt and I had been punished together.)