I got a new job and had to go out of town right after I was hired for a training. I hadn't been in a professional role for a while, and had gained a little weight. I had a couple of interview suits, but for the last day of training I ended up being a size 10 squeezed into a size 6. I tried on the dress before I left and it was okay, a pencil dress that used to be close fitting was now more close hugging like a glove. My husband didn't want me to spend money until I had a few paychecks, so I went with what I had.

After I wore my good clothes, I put on the pencil dress and realized I had pretty major vpl. I didn't try it on at home with underwear, but I wasn't about to go commando to a work training, so I put on the best thing I had left, but they were VS cheeky panties. My bra wasn't very hidden, either, but the panties were tight and already made little lines on my butt, so the dress just showed major lines, almost like an indent. I was really self-conscious all day. I got a few extra looks from guys in the class, plus a few girls who I bet weren't thinking nice things, but I made it through the day.

I got back to the hotel and there was a good looking guy, tall and pretty fit. He looks me over head to toe, then as I walked I caught him glancing at my butt a few more times. That kept up for a few minutes while I went to get the free afternoon wine they had. He headed for the elevator, so I quickly skipped my drink and tried to catch up. I was sort of enjoying him checking me out!

There were a few people on the elevator, so I felt pretty harmless flirting with him. He checked me out a few times on the way in, and I caught him checking my ring. He had one, too. People called out different floors, and he was on 9. I was going to be last on 11. I didn't think much of it until we hit floor 4 and we were alone on the elevator together. I thought to myself at the time, "Wow, just like in the books!"

I got up my courage as the doors closed and said, "Whew, can't wait to get into something comfortable. This outfit is all wrong for me." He laughed then said, "Actually, I think you look good in it." I replied, "Thanks, you look pretty good in your suit, too." Wow, I was being a total school girl flirt! He smiled a little sheepish, then said, "Hey, I just think if you have nice curves, you should show them off." All of a sudden I don't know exactly what came over me, but I replied to him "Well, I haven't actually shown you anything yet." He tried to laugh it off and said, "Too bad I'm married." I said "Me too, but too bad he's not here to tell me how hot I look."

I don't even know who I was just then, other than living out some fantasy from one of my stupid romance books.

The 9th floor came, and he must have gone over the edge with my comment about my husband not being there. He looked at the floor number display of the elevator and asked me, "Do you want me to come up to your floor??" He was turning red, but then so was I. I said, "Yes please, let's go to my room."

We didn't say anything else in the elevator and still stood a few feet apart. The 11th floor came and I got off first. Walking down the hall, I think his eyes were locked on my ass and he walked a few paces behind me. I got to my room and as I put the key in the door, I felt his hand on my ass cheek for the first time, just slowly rubbing my butt through the material of my dress, tracing the lines of my panties.

I opened the door and turned to him. I put my arms around his neck and he put both hands on my ass and we started french kissing as we moved into my room. As soon as the door closed he moved me over to the dresser in the room. He began lifting the bottom of my dress. It was so tight that it more rolled that slid, so he just kept rolling it up my thighs until he got access to my panties. Just as he touched me, I took a deep breath realizing it was really going to happen. I grabbed for him and unzipped his pants, pulling his erection through his boxers so it was in the open.

I stroked him a few times as he ran his fingers along the front of my panties. He rubbed me a little and then used his other hand to turn me around so I could lean over the dresser. We didn't do much foreplay and he basically guided me to bend over and put my hands on the dresser. I didn't really even think much, just looked down at the dresser while he pulled my panties to the side. He actually wet himself with his own saliva. I just stood there as he pulled my butt cheeks apart with his hands, pulled my panty crotch to the side, then all of a sudden I could feel him pressing up against me then with a little pop his head pushed into me. I remember thinking "oops, no condom" but didn't really think too much about it since I'm on the pill.

He wasn't rough, and pushed in a little, then pumped a little, then went a little deeper than pushed a little deeper. He was rock hard, and I was really wet. He was bigger than my husband, but we were also really excited, so he was probably bigger than he usually is and I was probably wetter than I usually am. He finally pushed all the way in so I could feel his balls pressing between my legs. We didn't say a word the entire time, he just kept working to get all the way into me, then he stayed deep against me making only small pumps for a few strokes.

I felt his head deep inside me, then all of a sudden I felt a very powerful and very hot spurt of his semen go into me. He was barely in me all the way for 10 seconds and he was already cumming in me. His spurts were hot and powerful. I said to him, "Fuck me hard while you cum." He did and fortunately he was in deep enough that he got me to climax while he was still cumming. I was so wet and it was my first climax that when I came it made me very wet between my legs and him pumping into me started making loud slurping and slapping sounds while he finished up.

So in about a minute and a half we had already done it. I thought to myself that I had never cheated before and now all of a sudden I had and it didn't even take two minutes. I was sort of upset, and being a little crude I thought to myself, "Great, I finally work up the nerve to cheat and within a minute I'm standing here with my dress rolled up around my hips and some asshole's limp dick in my pussy." That was literally how upset I was, though I didn't talk that way to the guy.

He pulled out and it made a loud slurping sound from all of the juice I had climaxed. As he zipped up and I pulled my soaked panties out of my crack he says, "Sorry I didn't last very long, but it's been a few weeks and your ass just looks so hot in that dress and those panties..." I lied and said, "That's okay." Then I told the truth and said, "You were so hard and big that it still felt very good."

We stood there awkwardly for a second, then he asked, "Can I buy you dinner??" I stood there with my panties soaked in the crotch and my legs wet from my climax and said, "No, I think I'll call my husband and order room service." He simply opened the door and replied, "Okay, no problem, thanks for the sex." I said, "Your welcome" as I stepped aside and held the door for him.

On one hand it was a letdown. But, I do think I'm going to wear a few more tight outfits and see if something happens. It was such a turn-on to be so slutty by accident. And even if the sex was too quick, it was sort of thrilling to be walking into a hotel one minute, then maybe ten minutes later throwing some stranger out of my room after he had just taken me from behind. And, yes, it made sex with my husband two nights later a lot more exciting and I even had him make love to me while I wore the same panties (washed, of course) that the other guy had taken me in.

So not nearly as glamorous as I imagined, but in a crazy way now I want to do it again!