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Fun at the Industry Forum

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Silky Age: 30s Posted on: 16 Mar 2006 0 comments
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Hot and real.
Earlier this month I attended an industry forum, which hosted a number of panels discussing several issues before our sector of business. One panelist was an extremely attracive business school professor. She was a tall brunette, with her hair worn up (I don't know hairstyles, forgive me) and a very airy, patterned minidress with a very short hem. She had nice toned thighs and calves and wore modest heels (probably no more than two inches) but still walked in them like she meant business. Every man in the room noticed her. But she was cheerful, very knowledgeable and interested in her field, and extremely engaging in discussing it. So while I can't say she was oblivious to her own good looks, it certainly didn't appear as though she was flaunting anything. I sat near the front of the room and when her panel was seated at the table, I noticed I had a very nice vantage point to peer up the professor's skirt. She crossed and uncrossed her legs several times, affording me a nice view of the insides of her thighs. It was too dark to get a look at her panties, but my penis grew rock solid as I imagined Miss Mystery Lady knowingly flashing her bare pussy to me, feeling the light air-conditioned breeze chill the wetness against her smooth pussy lips. We did not make eye contact but at one point I was certain she had caught me spying on her. If she had, she still did nothing to stop the show. My cock strained against my right pants leg, forming a hard outline of its mushroom head against the fabric. When the panel closed, a large dot of precum had oozed through my boxers and darkened my crotch. During the break I dashed for a restroom well away from the event hall, determined not to waste the sight, fresh in my mind, of her soft, delicate thighs parting and jiggling and spreading and opening for me. I locked myself in a handicapped stall and went to work. I like to use lubrication so I spit into my left hand and rolled my wrist, working my thick, agonizingly hard penis. The purple head flared and precum flowed from the slit as I fantasized about the professor sitting in my hotel room, crossing and uncrossing her legs while I masturbated for her. The fantasy concluded with her hiking up her dress and spreading her legs, furiously dialing her clit while I jacked off all over her soft, smooth pussy, showering her sex with endless streams of hot, silky cum. When I looked up, I had fired my load against the cold bare metal of the stall divider, about two thick streams' worth. I let it dribble down while I caught my breath before mopping it up with some tissues.