Traveling For Work
I was wearing a very light, button down blouse and no bra that night, I took it off after work. I had the top three buttons undone. After a half hour of talking and drinking with him, he looked me directly into the eyes and put his hand under my blouse on my left boob. I was rubbing it, and rapidly moving his thumb up and down on the nipple. My nipples are incredibly sensitive and I knew I was getting wet.
Long story short, I went to his suite, we had dinner, I sucked, we fucked and fucked again. Then he thanked me for the evening, handing me my clothes. I took the hint to leave, and at the door he told me I was very good, very convincing. Not really knowing what he meant I was puzzled. I was puzzled until he put 400 euro in my hand.
He thought I was a hooker. I let a French guy fuck me, sucked his dick and got paid. I was going to throw it at him but I smiled, kissed his cheek, pulled my panties off under my skirt and gave them to him. Then I walked away.
Not sure that is the story my husband wants to hear, but I'm holding it in reserve.
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