I was thinking, maybe he went home. Reaching around back under my shirt, I unclipped the bra. But when I walked out into the hallway where all the conference rooms were, there was Jay standing in a far corner, obviously looking for me. After dinner, I went back to my room and reviewed my presentation. His hand was caressing me through my silky thong – OK I did change that after dinner – and I struggled to catch up with the job of pulling off his shirt and dropping his trousers to the floor. “It’s really OK,” I replied. After I wiped off my face we stood there kissing. Wow”
And so he did. It slid off and I was totally naked except for a necklace my husband had given me for my 34th birthday. I wiped that off on my arm and we began kissing. I began to wonder if he had ever been with someone else after he married. you know … I found that I did like him and we enjoyed telling about our lives back home. I had forgotten to take if off when I went down for a drink and I didn’t want to draw attention to it by taking it off now. Oh yes it was hard!
