It's Not Cheating If We Don't Touch

I travel to conferences about 2 times a year and have been doing so for several years.  The people that attend the conferences are generally the same people... only slightly varying due to new people to the industry and retirements.  As a result, I have developed a fair number of friendships through my attendance, and one in particular with Sarah who I first met 4 years ago.

I first met Sarah when we were seated at the same table for an opening breakfast at a two day conference.  She came and sat beside me and introduced herself and where she was from.  Sarah and I are close in age.  She has long red hair, green eyes and by all accounts a good looking woman.  She was dressed for business, which could not hide the excellent figure, but also didn't accentuate her body in ways that might be seen as inappropriate; she is a professional after all, and someone I respect in my field.

Throughout the day we talked about work and the various challenges we both face in our work locations.  I learned that Sarah was a mother of two and happily married.  We both had a lot to share with one another, many situations to discuss that were entirely relatable.  I found Sarah to be someone I enjoyed speaking with and despite her obvious beauty, our conversation was entirely amicable, not at all flirtatious.

Conferences tend to be rather full-on and generally include social events and fine dining banquets.  When I went to attend dinner, I entered the banquet hall and was looking for a table where I could sit with colleagues I had not yet had the opportunity to speak with.  All in all there were approximately 80 people in attendance.  What I didn't want to do was sit with anyone I had already spent time with throughout the day, which included Sarah.  As I said hi to a few people and scanned the room, I made eye contact with Sarah who smiled and gestured for me to sit with her.  Not my plan at all, but it would be rude to not join her and the 5 other people at the table.

Dinner was good, as usual and a social was to tale place afterwards.  This would be our only social of conference, and the conference concluded the following afternoon.  Although I use the socials as a networking opportunity, I wasn't up to it this evening.  All I really wanted to do was go back to my room and jerk off.  Alone time is something I don't always get at home, and I made a point of packing my stroker in my luggage... although my wife knows I use... it's a bit tough to devote an evening to self love when your spouse is home.

I like to take the stairs when ever I am at a hotel.  When I reached the fourth floor, as I exited the stairwell, the elevator door opened and out walked Sarah.  "I didn't know we were on the same floor," she said.  As we walked to our rooms I asked her if she was returning to the social.  She said no, that whenever she is able to get away from the family, she loves to have some alone time... time just for herself.  I said the same for me which then got a bit uncomfortable as she had a funny look go across her face... a bit of a flush to her face and a bit of a nervous laugh between us.  When I got to my room and was about to say good night, she mentioned that she was right next door and that we shared a wall.  "Well, I hope I don't keep you up tonight." She said.  It seemed a bit strange to say this.  "Just pound on the wall if I'm making too much noise." 

After I got into my room I started to get undressed.  I stripped down to my under shirt and underwear and sat on my bed.  I was about to open my tablet and begin watching porn when there was a knock on the door.  I quickly threw on a bath robe and looked through the peep hole, and there was Sarah.  I opened the door and there she was, hair tied back, dressed in a sweat suit with a bottle of wine in her hands.  "Sorry to bother you, but do you have a cork screw in your room?"  she asked.  There was one in the kitchen drawer of the suite, which was attached to the 'living room' portion of my space.  I invited Sarah in, she stood at the door as I went into the drawer to look.  When I found it, I turned around to face Sarah and noticed she was standing at the door to my bedroom.  "Oh damn, that's awkward," I thought.  My stroker, and a bottle lube were in plain sight on the night stand.

Sarah smiling, turned to me and said, "Looks like we both have the same idea tonight."   I immediately blushed, was embarrassed, but them clued into what she was actually saying.  I don't remember exactly what I mumbled, but she walked towards me, grabbed the cork screw and pushed past and flopped down on the sofa in the TV area of the room.  Sarah started with the corkscrew in the bottle and without looking at me said, "So I'm not the only one who enjoys alone time when I can get away from home.  Its so hard for me to be able to get any privacy in my house to be able to get some quality time to masturbate... don't you find it the same?"  

I was still in shock and didn't know what to say.  "Oh come on, it's out in the open, let's at least talk about it a bit.  It might make things more exciting.  Listen, I am happily married, I have no interest in screwing that up by having an affair.  Indulge me a bit... sit down".  So I did.

Sarah and I talked about getting away from home, how it was tough to find time to take care of our own needs.  Gone was the professional woman I had met earlier.  Her she was laid back, drinking the wine out of the bottle (that she passed back and forth to me) one foot on the coffee table the other leg off to the right.  It was like a buddy sitting across from me just shooting the breeze... but of course it wasn't.  Despite her baggy outfit, and hair pulled back, she still looked good. I was uncomfortably aware of how hot she looked because this combination of talk and her looks was getting me aroused.  If she hadn't noticed, then she must have been blind.  I was shifting uncomfortably in my chair trying to adjust my robe so my hard dick wasn't too noticeable. 

"I have an idea," she said. "I'm horny as fuck and I can tell you are too." She glanced meaningfully at my tented robe. "Let's masturbate together. If we don't touch each other, its not cheating."  

WTF... I thought.... this can't be happening!   Smiled and replied, "You're right... no different than watching porn and jerking off to it?"

"Exactly," she replied as if affirming the statement, "it's not cheating watching someone else in the act."

"How do you want to to do this?" I asked, hesitating because I didn't want to initiate anything and screw this up.

"Well, let's get undressed and get started where we are.  How about you take off the robe and show me your cock?  Here, I'll take off my sweatshirt and give you a look too"  Sarah lifted her shirt up over her head.  She wasn't wearing a bra so her breasts just fell out in full display.  Sarah has nice heavy breasts, perkier than they should be for her age (she had a lift done previously),... a healthy C cup.  I immediately dropped my robe and pulled my already hard cock out of my boxers as I was standing in front of her.  I have an average sized cock, but it is cut and has a nice mushroom head.  "Nice dick you have there... would be nice to suck I am sure.  Sit down, get started, I'll  show you the rest". With that, Sarah stood up with only her sweat pants on and move towards me.  She put her hands on my chair either side of my head and brought her tits within inches of my face.  "Remember... don't touch me".

I could smell her perfume as I enjoyed close up view of a pair of awesome tits.  I was stroking my cock as she moved backwards, turned around and bent over with her ass in my face.  Slowly she pulled down her pants until they were in the floor.  She spread her legs a bit to give me a full view of her pussy.  It was well trimmed from behind, her hand moved up between her legs and her fingers slipped between the folds of her labia.  When she pulled her fingers from between her lips, it was clear she was wet.  "How was that view,?" she asked as she stepped back towards the couch, and sat on the edge with her legs wide open.  

"Fantastic," I replied as I moved up to the edge of the chair.  Sarah and I continued to masturbate in front of each other.  As we did, we talked about it... almost casually even, it was unlike any experience I've had with a woman.  Actually, it was almost like jerking off with a buddy.  She talked about and demonstrated how much she liked to taste her own pussy, how she likes to circle her clit until she gets really close and then slip in one to three fingers depending on how turned on she is.  (She got up to three fingers btw).  I demonstrated to her edging.  She was really interested in whether I could do this while having sex with my wife and how much cum I could produce.  We both discovered an affinity towards cum and oral sex.  She explained how much she loved when her husband came in her mouth.  Sarah loved to rub her wet fingers on her nipples and then lick and suck them.

This went on for the better part of an hour, which was exactly what we both had in mind.... a long satisfying session.   Of course, the entire time, I would have loved nothing more than to get my hands and my mouth on to her... but, this was really erotic and strangely satisfying.  It felt raw and honest and was one of the best experiences I've had while both masturbating or even having sex.  Sarah climaxed twice that I could notice.  Both times she would curl her toes and scrunch up her face as her body shook.  I leaked a bunch of cum on the hotel suite carpet (sorry Fairmont) and when I finally ejaculated, I shot clear across the coffee table, some of it landing on Sarah's leg.  We both laughed and Sarah joked that I wasn't supposed to make contact with her.  After we both finished, Sarah laid on the couch on her side, and I sat on my chair, both naked, and talked for a while longer.  We talked about our spouses, family, more about sex and sexuality.  I learned she stripped for a bit in her first year of college.  She even did a little routine for me which was more funny than sexy now that we had both orgasmed.  We even discussed same sex experiences we had both had.  She was extremely interested in knowing how much I enjoyed sucking dick and yes I actually like the taste of cum.  She was thoroughly impressed that I go down on my wife after I cum and make sure she is satisfied.  Sarah commented that she wished her husband would do the same for her.

Sarah left my room after about two hours.  We were both tired.  We did hug at the end of the night as we said good night, but it was a warm friendly hug, nothing more.

The next day we sat together again.  We would share knowing glances and smiles.  At the end of the afternoon sessions we said good bye and shook hands like colleagues.  As we did so, Sarah asked, "So, I'll see you at the next one... we'll pick up our conversation where we left off last evening?"

I smiled at her and responded with, "For sure, looking forward to it."

Since then Sarah and I communicate over email as colleagues and sometimes talk on the phone about work things.  Whenever we meet at conferences we always have at least one session with each other.  I'll share more about my experiences with Sarah.  I've told her about Solotouch and that I might write about us.  She thought that would be pretty interesting to read about it... so Sarah, here you go!  I'm a bit embarrased complimenting you in this way, lol, bit you know me well enough to know that it is sincere.