2 comments/ 48449 views/ 6 favorites Paul and Karen By: BoneHur7 Paul pulled down the last of the cartons of literature from the van, and placed it on the luggage cart. He followed Karen into the Exhibits area where they would be busy for the next hour or so to set up the booth for their company. He was not very happy about having to make yet another trip in less than a month to do an exhibit at yet another trade show. He shrugged his shoulders as he watched his boss in the marketing department make her way through the clutter of half opened crates from other companies, who were also participating in this event. He was still thinking about the look on his son's face when he told the family that he had to be away for a few days at this trade show. Little Aaron was disappointed because he wanted his dad to be home for his birthday, which was only a couple of days away. Paul promised to make it up to him, and told him that he would get him a nice, surprise gift for the birthday. They found the booth, and began unloading. Karen was experienced in this kind of work because she had done a few of these shows. She was the Marketing Director, and Paul's boss. She was a marketing whiz, a beautiful woman with a vivacious figure, and cool as a cat. She was in her mid-thirties, and was always very friendly with everyone without being flirtatious. Paul had recently joined the marketing department, and was secretly delighted that he would be working for her, even though they were pretty much equals in experience and knowledge of the markets. She just happened to be senior to him, but was not in the least bossy. He knew she was married, but she never discussed her personal life. Paul, on the other hand, was always talking about his family. They worked quickly and set up the booth in about forty five minutes. Karen was visibly tired after the long road trip, and decided to rest. She sat down on one of the chairs, and watched Paul as he put up the display boards. She suggested the layout and alignment of the displays and talked about trade show tricks to use and so on. Paul was standing on a chair, putting up the boards. As he leaned forward to adjust the position of one of the large boards, the chair suddenly tilted and he lost his balance. He grabbed one of the panels for support, just as Karen jumped up to help him. The panel came loose and swung forward, hitting her squarely on the left shoulder, bounced off and fell on her as she stumbled backwards. The corner of the panel scraped her left arm as it slid across her chest, causing a small tear in her te-shirt. She was wearing shorts and tee-shirt, and flat-heeled shoes. As she fell back, the back of her leg rammed against the chair she was sitting in. The chair toppled over, and its leg got caught under her one of the legs of her shorts, as it flipped over. Karen landed on top of the upturned leg of the chair, and howled in pain, rolling over to avoid getting impaled on it. The fall knocked the wind out of her, and she lay on the carpet, gasping and grimacing, her hand pressed against her left breast, and legs pulled tightly together in the fetal position. She fought to control the tears, as her body throbbed with the pain in her left side and in her bottom. Paul quickly ran towards her and knelt down next to her. "I'm terribly sorry, Karen. It's my fault. I should have used a step stool instead of reaching out so far. Are you hurt badly?" "It's okay, Paul. I think the panel hit me on the side and on the shoulder. It hurts." She tried to get up with his help, but winced, as soon as she tried to rise on her right foot. "Ouch. The leg of that chair almost speared my bottom. God, it hurts even to walk." "I feel so terrible. Should I call a doctor? Are you bleeding?" "I don't know. I am sure the pain will subside in a few minutes. Let me just rest for a while. Why don't you put the panel back up. I am sorry I am not much help to you." "No, that's okay. You take care of yourself. I'll fix up the display in no time, and then we'll head for the hotel. May be a warm bath will do you some good. You look tired." "I am tired. Thanks. I will be fine in the morning, and then we'll finish laying out the boards before the show opens. I forgot to thank you for coming along at such a short notice, Paul. I feel bad that you will miss your son's birthday." "It's okay. I told him I would bring him a nice gift. We'll celebrate after we get back. You have to come." Karen nodded, and said, "I will. I have to thank him for letting you come on this trip." They checked in at the hotel, and got adjacent rooms. Paul had to help her walk. Karen had difficulty walking, because of the sharp pain in her bottom where the leg of the chair had poked rather hard. She leaned on him for support, fighting to control her pain. Paul had strong arms, but he felt her weight on him, being acutely aware of the pressure of her breast, as he helped her down the hallway. He went back to retrieve their luggage. When he had brought her suitcase to her room, he asked if she needed any help with unpacking. Karen declined, and said, "I need to check my shoulder and leg, to see if it looks bad. It is still hurting. I hope there is no swelling." "Why don't I wait for a few minutes while you check yourself out? I can run out and get some medicine if you like. Do you have any pain killers with you?" "No, I didn't bring any. Thanks for your help, Paul. But there is no need for you to wait here. You are also tired, and need to unpack. I'll call you if I need any help. I'm going to take a long, hot bath, and then we'll go out for dinner." Paul shook his head. "You took a nasty fall, Karen. Just go to the bathroom and check out the bruises. I'll wait here." "I should be okay. The hot bath should take care of it." "Please. Do what I say. I'll feel better when I know you are okay." "All right. Come on in, and make yourself comfortable. I'll check it out." Karen closed the bathroom door behind her. In a few minutes, Paul heard her wail, and quickly got up. "Are you okay, Karen?" "No. The panel bruised my left side worse than I thought. The skin is all black and blue. But my butt is really hurting. It is extremely tender and feels like there is a lot of swelling. Unfortunately I can't see anything." Karen said from inside. "Can I help in any way?" "This is so embarrassing. I don't know how to explain." "There is no need. I understand. I saw you fall, Karen. Look, I know this is very embarrassing for you. It is for me also. But it could be serious especially if the skin is punctured. Do you see any blood?" "No, I don't think so." "Check your underwear, Karen. This is no time to be modest." "I know, Paul. Okay. There is some spotting on the panty. I guess I need to get a disinfectant. Could you get some aloe vera gel and some sprain medicine from the pharmacy? Don't get any other kind of disinfectant with alcohol in it. The damn thing really stings. Aloe vera is gentle and soothing." "I'll be right back. You take it easy, Karen, and take a hot bath. I am sorry for all this. I was clumsy." "Don't blame yourself, Paul. Thanks for helping." Paul returned in about 20 minutes, and knocked on her door. Karen opened it and let him in. She had a towel wrapped around her, and was walking gingerly. Paul looked at her, his eyes taking in her wet hair, the hint of a cleavage and her shapely legs. She noticed his gaze and blushed. "Did you get the medicine?" "Yes. Here's the aloe vera. I asked the pharmacist about the sprain, and he gave me this liniment, and said to gently rub it in the affected area for a few minutes. Oh, and he also gave these tablets to take before going to bed. They will help you sleep, even though there may be some low level pain." "Thanks, Paul. I appreciate it. I have to ask you another favor." "Anything, Karen." "I can't reach the bruised area on my left shoulder. Do you mind applying this medicine on the shoulder? I didn't realize the panel hit me in the back. I only felt it on the side." "Sure. Give me the tube. How do you want to do it? Do you prefer lying down or sitting up?" "It doesn't matter." "Then you better lie down. You will be more comfortable." Karen stretched out on the bed and turned on her tummy. Paul gently loosened the towel around her shoulder and saw the swelling. It started just under the shoulder blade and seemed to spread towards her left side. He told her to turn on her right side, and said, "It looks like you have a nasty welt, Karen. You are going to have to push the towel down further so I can reach it. Do you mind?" Karen loosened the towel. She took a deep breath, and braced herself for the liniment. She gasped as soon as Paul touched her bruise, and grimaced with pain when the liniment stung. She pushed the towel down, exposing her breast to him. He looked at her and their eyes locked for a brief moment. Paul looked away, and said, "I am sorry, Karen." Karen looked at him steadily, and said, "It's okay, Paul. I am not embarrassed anymore. I hope you are not. I know I have a good figure, and I don't mind you looking. So relax. This is more important." Paul began to apply the lotion, gently rubbing it into the sensitive skin. His fingers worked the shoulder blade, and part of the side for a few minutes, and then he stopped. Karen looked at him, and said, "You are not done yet, Paul." "Are you sure you want me to continue? I mean, I would have to touch your breast. You can do it yourself now, I think." "No, you do it, Paul. It's okay. Go ahead. I don't mind. You have a very firm and soothing touch." Paul took a deep breath, and began applying lotion to the left side of the breast. Karen lifted her arm and turned slightly to face him, giving him an easier angle to work. The towel had dropped down to her waist, exposing both the breasts. Paul looked at the firm flesh, and the extended nipples, as he gently massaged the left breast. He looked at her, and found her smiling at him with amusement. "Why are you looking at me like that?", he blurted out. "Because you look so embarrassed," she replied, laughing. "What do you expect me to do? You are so beautiful, and ..." "And what? That I'm sitting here half-naked? You are a nice person, Paul. I know we are both married, and all that. And this is an unusual circumstance. Don't feel inhibited because we are colleagues. I am enjoying your massage very much. So please continue." Paul looked at her breasts again, and reached out to rub the lotion on the side. Karen took his other hand in hers, and put it on the other breast. Instinctively, Paul's fingers curled around the firm flesh, and he gave it a gentle squeeze. Karen moaned softly, and said, "It feels so good, Paul. Please don't stop." She put her arms around his neck, and pulled him down. She sought his lips, and soon they were locked in a deep kiss. Karen shifted slightly, and raising herself, pulled the towel off. Paul found himself staring at the curvaceous, naked body of his colleague and boss. His eyes wandered over the shapely figure, lingering at the plush mound at the top of her shapely legs, which was covered with soft, blonde hair. He felt a stirring in his loins. Taking a deep breath, he said, "Karen, please don't. We'll both regret it later." "It's all right, Paul. I know you have wanted to see me like this. I could see it in your eyes. Just concentrate on applying the medicine. You still have to take care of the other spot." Paul's eyes went up in surprise. "You mean you want me to put the gel on your bottom? You can do it yourself, can't you?" "I am afraid to touch it. I can't stand the pain. Besides, I can't see anything. You can. Please, I should be the one to feel embarrassed." Paul took a deep breath, and said, "You don't realize what you are saying, Karen. We are both married. You are asking me to touch you in the most intimate places on your body. Don't you realize what that's doing to me?" "Of course, I know. I am not blind," Karen said softly, her eyes full of tenderness. "I know you are aroused. That's natural. I would have been insulted if you had shown no reaction. So stop feeling so guilty. In fact, since I am lying here totally naked, I think you should be, too. Then you will feel less embarrassed. Trust me." Paul looked at her in astonishment, trying to figure out what she had in mind. She looked at him steadily, watching his reaction. Her eyes were gentle, with a hint of amusement. Karen opened her arms and said, "Paul, I want you to be comfortable with me. I like you very much. Yes, I know we are both happily married. Had it not been for this stupid accident, I would not have taken so much liberty with you. But I need your help with this right now. And I will be honest with you. Neither of us has cheated on our spouses, and so we are both uncomfortable with this situation. So I understand your reluctance. But I have no choice but to take your help. Where am I going to find a doctor in this strange town? Besides, this is not that serious. At least I hope not. So please be a sweetheart and go along. Let me see your body, too." Paul watched her face for a few moments, and saw that she was not trying to trick him into anything. He could see her openness to the situation. He relaxed. With a tentative smile, he began undressing. He knew he was quite aroused by seeing her naked body. He wondered what she might think when she saw his arousal. Karen watched him remove his shirt and pants. Her eyes were focused on his midriff as he lowered his underwear. His aroused organ sprang out when he pulled down the briefs and stood before her. Karen ran her tongue over her lips, watching the gently throbbing penis, resting on the cushion of the balls. "It looks gorgeous, Paul." "Thanks. You are not so bad yourself, Karen. Let's get this over with. What do you want me to do?" Karen fell back on the bed, and pulled her legs up against her chest, exposing her genital area to him. "Can you see the damage? Tell me if it is bad." Paul saw the black-and-blue welt between her anal and vaginal opening, where the tender skin looked badly scraped. There was no open wound. He described it to her. Karen heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Would you mind applying this lotion there? Be very gentle, Paul. I have a very low threshold of pain. At least I am glad there is no serious damage." Paul took some lotion in his hand, and applied it to the scraped area. Karen gasped as the cold lotion touched the sensitive skin. She felt a slight sting as the lotion spread over the affected area. Paul gently rubbed it in, applying slight pressure with his fingers, and watching her face for a sign of grimace. Karen's eyes were closed, partly due to embarrassment, which she did not want him to see, and partly to keep her mind focused on that area. Paul continued to apply some more lotion, his eyes taking in the delicate folds of her womanhood. He could see the pink moistness of her vulva, and the tip of the clitoris nestled in the upper folds. He felt his cock rising at the erotic sight. He stole a quick glance at her face. Karen's eyes were still closed. He noticed that her nipples had become stiff, and she was breathing evenly. He bit his lips, and touched the folds of her labia. When she did not react, he bent forward and planted a kiss on them. Karen gasped, and opened her eyes. Paul looked up at her, and said, "I couldn't help it. It's so beautiful and exciting. I am sorry." Karen smiled, and said, "I am at your mercy, Paul. But I appreciate your kissing me there. Just remember, whatever you do to me down there, I am going to get even with you later. So go ahead and do what pleases you. Just be gentle." Paul could not believe his ears. She was practically inviting him to have sex with her any way he pleased. His cock twitched in excitement. He was finished with the lotion. He got up and looked around for some paper napkins. "You might as well wash your hands in the bathroom, Paul. Then come back here and continue what you had in mind. I want you to do it." Paul cleaned his hands, and almost as an afterthought, washed his cock with warm water and soap. Then he returned, to find Karen lying in bed on her side, her head resting on the right hand. "You look so beautiful, Karen, that it takes my breath away. So you have to forgive me if I react to you like this." Karen looked at his tall, lean body, and his stiff cock. She nodded and said, "The same goes for me, too, Paul. You are some hunk yourself. And to put your mind at ease, I'll let you in on a secret. This is just between you and me. Tim, my husband, is not as big as you are. So if you decide to go all the way with me, I will really enjoy having that monster penetrate me all the way. Now do you understand how much you have aroused me?" "Yes, I do. And thanks for the compliment. I want to make love to you so badly, Karen. But I am afraid that it will hurt you if we have intercourse." "I didn't think of that. Darn. Well, may be another day. But I don't want to stop now after coming this far. Do you like oral sex?" "Sure do. Let me do the honors first. Your pussy is so beautiful and looks so delicious, I want to eat you. Then you can suck me to your heart's content." "Okay. I can't wait. Come, my lover. I am already on fire. This mishap turned out to be a blessing." "Aren't you concerned about fidelity to your husband?" Paul asked as he got into bed with her. "Don't talk so much. It's too late for that now anyway. We are past the point of restraint now. So let's us just enjoy it." Karen pulled him in her arms and kissed him. Soon they were locked in a deep kiss, as his hands roamed all over her curvaceous body, exploring every bit of her firm, succulent flesh. Karen also sought out every part of his muscular torso, her fingers finally curling around his throbbing shaft. Paul moved down to her breasts and began to suck the aroused nipples. Karen turned around, so that she could kiss his organ. She licked the tip, which was already moist with the secretions of his seminal glands. Her lips engulfed the taut bulb of his cock, and she pulled it in slowly, sucking on the flesh as her fist slowly pumped the shaft. Paul had found his mark, and his tongue was beginning to duel with her aroused clitoris. He could feel it's stiffness, as it extended past the soft cover of the vaginal folds. He could see the moistness of her cunt, and his tongue darted out to taste the sweetness. Karen pulled his cock out of her mouth, and said, "Let me get on top, Paul. That way, I can control the penetration of your monster in my mouth." They shifted positions, and soon Paul found his cock buried to the hilt in her warm mouth. Karen began to suck him in earnest, slurping and sucking as her head bobbed up and down. Her lips drove him wild, especially when she almost pulled his cock out, but clamped down on the rim of the bulb with her gums. He knew he would not last another minute if she kept it up, but he didn't care. He had never had such wonderful head before. He knew that the pleasure he was getting from Karen could not be matched by his wife Sonya. Sonya didn't like oral sex, and so she only did it reluctantly. Paul felt a wave of gratitude to Karen for the new experience. He stopped eating her pussy, and concentrated on Karen's sucking. He began to thrust his hips in sync with Karen's movements. Karen felt the cock stiffening in her mouth, and knew he was close. She cupped his balls and began sucking with greater passion. She heard Paul grunt, and at the same time, his cock seemed to grow even more. Paul let out a loud grunt, and jerked upwards. Karen pulled the cock out of her mouth as it twitched. A sticky white blast of semen shot through the opening and splashed across her breasts. She quickly put the cock in her mouth, and sucked as more liquid spurted out, filling her mouth. She gulped it down eagerly, enjoying its exotic taste and heady aroma. Some more semen dribbled out of the cock as she pumped it, licking the tip and caressing the balls. Paul and Karen Finally, Paul heaved a big sigh, and said, "Gosh. I never came so hard. You are amazing, Karen. No one has ever given me so much pleasure with her mouth." "I am flattered, Paul. But I am sure your wife must give you such pleasure." "Are you kidding? She hates oral sex." "Oh, I'm so sorry. Well, it's her loss, especially with a gorgeous cock like yours. I am glad I was able to give you pleasure." "You have no idea how much, Karen. Now, please let me return the favor by finishing what I started. Do you mind lying on your back? I get a better angle that way." "My pleasure, Paul. Let me see what you can do with your tongue and lips." Paul buried his face in her crotch, and began licking her moist love lips with fervor. Her pussy was dripping with her juices, and Paul's face was already wet with the sticky secretions. As his tongue flicked across the hard clitoris, he gently inserted his index finger in her cunt. Slowly he pushed it in, and began feeling the inside of the pink passage. Soon he found what he was looking for. His finger touched a soft but slightly rough area in the upper wall of the vagina, almost behind the clitoris. He gently rubbed the spot, and instantly, Karen stiffened, letting out a loud moan. "Oh my God. I can't stand it. What are you doing, Paul? I can't stop coming, darling. Oh, my god..." Karen clutched her legs together, trapping his face between her thighs and jerked up against his lips which were locked around the clitoris. Her whole body shuddered as she let out a long, muffled scream. Paul could not breathe, as her vaginal passage flooded his mouth with her orgasmic flow, which erupted in powerful squirts. Her cunt lips tightened around his fingers, as she repeatedly jerked her hips against his face. Finally, she pushed him away, and clutching her legs together, cuddled them to her chest, breathing heavily and shuddering with every movement. Paul got up, and wiped the sticky liquid off his face. He touched her shoulder, but she recoiled. "Please, don't touch me. Whatever you did, my skin is so sensitive right now that I can't stand anything touching my body. Let me recover for a few minutes, please." Paul backed away, and headed for the bathroom. Karen's unrelenting sucking had stimulated his kidneys and he needed to relieve himself. His cock was still partially erect, as he stood in front of the toilet, watching the yellow stream. Then he returned, and found Karen sitting up in bed. Her face was flushed. She gave him a warm smile, and said, "What did you do to me, Paul? That orgasm came so fast, I didn't know what hit me. I have never had such a strong orgasm. God, I am still shaking from it." "I don't know what I did. I mean, it was the same, usual stuff. I was licking and sucking your clit and pussy lips." He reached for his clothes. "No, no. Something happened inside my pussy. Like a bolt of lightning shot through it or something. I have never experienced that before." "Oh, I see. Well, so this one is new for you. Have you heard of the G-spot?" "What spot?" "The G-spot. I guess you haven't. Amazing. It is one of the most erogenous spots in the female body, and you don't know about it." "What is it? Where is it?" "Inside your vagina. About an inch up towards the front wall. It is a small, rough area which is supposed to be the equivalent of the prostrate gland in men. Just like in men, when you press gently on that spot, it triggers a monstrous erection and orgasm. That is what I did. I pressed my index finger against it as sucked your clitoris." "My God. You caused an earthquake, Paul. I thought I was sure going to explode all over this room." Karen smiled at him, and said, "Thanks so much for educating me about this. It was so wonderful. I felt the orgasm all the way up in my head. It was just heavenly. How can I ever thank you?" "Not necessary. Your friendship, and this wonderful experience of intimacy are enough rewards." "I am starved. Orgasms do that to me. And this was a monstrous one. Just like your wonderful cock. Let me freshen up and then we'll go out for dinner. My treat, personally. Dont' protest, Paul. I want to do it." "On one condition. You must allow me to return the favor." "Why? Why do you have to return favors? Sometimes it feels good to be in someone's debt, especially when that someone is a dear friend. Am I not your friend?" "You are much more than that, Karen. But .... well, all right. I think I would be delighted to be in your debt. You are a wonderful lady, on top of being so beautifully sexy, and so smart." "Thanks for the compliment. Tim would be livid if he hears what you just said. So let's just keep it to ourselves. I have an idea. I'll let you return the favor, but in a different way. Before we return home, you must show me this G-spot. Show me with my fingers where it is." "You can do that all by yourself, Karen." "I know. But I want you to show me. I trust you, Paul. This unexpected mishap has brought me such a dividend that I don't want it to end so quickly. I know it looks like I am cheating on Tim, but I feel it is more like getting to know each other more personally. We don't have to have sex, if it bothers you. But I want you to show me. May be tomorrow night." "All right. I am losing my mind, too. Sonya would kill me if she found out what happened between us. She is the jealous type, and since she hates oral sex, she would really be mad if she knew that is what we did." "Then don't tell her. It will be our little secret. Are you comfortable with that?" "I don't know," Paul said, as he helped her put on the blouse. "I will have to think about it tonight. I mean, somehow I am going to have to rationalize it, Right? You have to do the same thing, don't you?" "Yes, but I am not as worried about it as you seem to be. This just happened. The circumstances were there. We didn't start out with a plan to have sex. So I wouldn't worry too much about it if I were you. But you have to come to grips with that yourself. I'll try to help. I promise. Now let's go have something to eat. Do you like Chinese food?" "Sure. I saw a nice Chinese restaurant on the way here. I think I can find it." They had a wonderful time. The intimacy had brought down several emotional and social barriers between them, and they enjoyed each other's company tremendously. They talked about their families, and their careers and the places they had seen. Karen's face was flushed with the excitement of the earlier evening, as well as due to the wine she had imbibed. Paul did not drink alcohol, but he was also animated by the exciting company of his beautiful boss. Karen looked at him steadily for a few moments, and then asked, "Paul, will you answer me honestly if I ask you something?" "Of course." "Are you still aroused?" "Yes. And you?" "Yes. I have been aroused all evening, Paul. I can't get that orgasm out of my mind." Paul looked at her. He could see the arousal in her eyes. He smiled, and said, "You look like you want to have sex." "Am I that obvious? Can you blame me, after what you did?" "Well, I am not sure it's a good idea, Karen. For a couple of reasons. We don't want to get deeper into this, don't you think? And, you are still quite sore down there. You can't even walk straight. Maybe that orgasm earlier was not such a good idea after all, because it just flooded the whole area with more blood. I think you should check it out before going to bed. Put a bandage on it or something. And then cool it until you are fully healed." "You are right. I sure hope I am healed before we return, because Tim will want to have sex the moment I get home. When he finds out the sore spot, he will ask all kinds of questions. I am not good at keeping a straight face knowing what happened here." "Well, that's good. That should stop you from entertaining any more ideas about having sex for a while." "You are merciless." Karen looked at him with mock anger. She was smiling. "But you are right. I think I have to put a lid on it." She reached out to touch his hand. "Thanks for such a wonderful experience. It's just that I feel I am cheating you out of a good experience. I know men like to have regular intercourse and come inside a woman. Tim tells me that is the most satisfying feeling, even though he enjoys oral sex, too. Is it not true?" "Yes, it is. There is something about having your cock totally enveloped in the warmth of a tight pussy and exploding inside a woman. I guess it is the procreation instinct." "You know, you may be right. Now that I think about it, the feeling I get when the sperm explodes against my womb is so fulfilling that nothing can match it. Even this colossal orgasm I had doesn't compare. That was a purely lusty experience. But having the womb bathed in the man's seed is a totally different experience. That is truly special. And, I guess, being married, you and I have to reserve it only for our spouses." Paul nodded. Karen touched his hand again, and said, "Nevertheless, tonight will always be unforgettable. I still think of your beautiful, big cock, and want to feel it explode inside me, though. I don't know. If there is a way, I'd do anything to experience that, Paul. I just want you to know that." "Thanks, Karen. You don't know what it means to me for you to say that. We'll see. Who knew this was going to happen? If it is to happen, the opportunity will come. Believe me, nothing would give me more joy than to feel that intimacy with you, now that I have seen with my own eyes how beautiful you are, inside and out. So if that moment comes, it will be my privilege to give you that pleasure. Just don't plan on having my baby, though. That would be more that we both can handle." Karen laughed. "You are so funny. Of course we will take the precaution. I will take care of it. I don't want you to use a condom, because I want to feel your hot skin burning inside me." Paul laughed. "You really are quite horny, aren't you? I would never have guessed seeing how you are always in control at the office. Are you always so wild about sex?" "Yes, but only at appropriate times. Like when I am with my husband. This whole evening has been bizarre. Don't get me wrong. I don't regret any of it... not even the part about getting hurt, because without it, none of the rest would have happened." "That's true. And I have also enjoyed it. You are a beautiful lady, Karen, and now I know, also quite passionate. I don't know too many women who are as comfortable about their sexuality, and who can talk about it without hangups, especially with strangers." "You are not a stranger, Paul. But I know what you mean. Well, sex is one of the pleasurable things in life, and we women often ruin it with stupid attitudes, which we try to pass off as modesty. I don't subscribe to that, but at the same time, I believe in discretion. I hope you believe me when I say that this is the first time I have done anything like this with someone who is not my husband. I am faithful to Tim. This is sort of a detour, an adventure. Nothing more. These things don't happen routinely, and they cannot be contrived. What we did was spontaneous." "So you have changed your mind about having a regular intercourse." "What I am saying is I wouldn't contrive to make it happen. That would be premeditated, and that is not being faithful to your spouse. But if a situation were to develop spontaneously where such intimacy becomes a natural thing, then I wouldn't fight it, depending on who is involved. Like, for example, with you. Having already experienced your skill in oral sex, I am very curious about your prowess in the conventional lovemaking technique. So I wouldn't hesitate to do it with you if the right circumstances came about. How do you feel about it?" "Well, I couldn't turn you down, Karen, because I will admit, I am physically attracted to you. You are a great person, with such a sexy body. And then the fact that you enjoy sex so much is an added incentive. Like I said before, I would consider it my privilege." "Okay, then. Let's see what happens. I know one thing, though. If we do it, it will probably have to be in this trip, because I have a feeling that once we go back to our families and our work, it will not happen." "You need to recover from all those bruises first, Karen. So keep your mind on that for now." "Yes, yes. I know. Shall we head back to the hotel. I am getting sleepy." Paul nodded, and came around to help her get up. It was still painful for her to move because of the pain. She paid the bill, and they headed back to the hotel. The trade show went on for the whole week. Karen found out how skillful Paul was in getting customers to their booth, and in talking to them. They had a record number of leads for their products, and Paul even managed to sign up two major new customers for a long-term supply contract. That was a first in the history of the company, and Karen was extremely pleased with his effort. She herself had been a major draw to the booth, because of her stunning beauty as well as her excellent interpersonal skills. She realized that she and Paul were an extremely effective team, and he supported her quite well. Her admiration for her new associate grew tremendously when Paul lured one of the difficult customers away from their competitor. He handled the conversation so skillfully that Karen was able to dazzle the customer with her charm and knowledge. The customer signed up with her for a new contract, and complimented her on her skill. Paul remained in the background during the entire discussion, and provided good support when needed. "That was a major coup, Paul. Thank you." Karen turned to him as soon as the customer had left. "You pulled it off, Karen. Congratulations." "No, wait. You pulled it off. You got him in our booth." "But you did the selling. I am so impressed with your skill, Karen. I know I made the right decision to join this company, and I am just thrilled to be working for you. I think we are a deadly team." "That we are, Paul," Karen said, "but don't give me credit for what you did. This was your coup.""Now come on, Karen. You hooked the guy. Take the credit. You deserve it." "All right. We'll both take it. I think that is more important... to work as a team. And I am really happy to have you on my side, Paul. Your people skill is amazing." "Thanks, Karen. Your abilities are rubbing off on me." "You are being modest, Paul. But this deserves a celebration. Let's do it tonight. Tomorrow we are heading back home. What do you say?" "Sounds good to me. You pick the place. How are your bruises?" "I am fine. That aloe vera cream is amazing. I am almost completely normal. The welt on my breast still shows a little, but otherwise, I am 100%." "That's great. I feel much better now." They closed the booth, and drove back to the hotel. The next day was going to be hectic. There was a lot of work involved in taking down the displays, packing all the materials, and driving back home. They decided to relax completely tonight. Karen found a nice restaurant in one of the 5-star hotels in town, and they had a leisurely, intimate dinner. Paul watched his colleague sparkle all through the evening, with her vivacious energy, beautiful looks and genuine laughter. Karen was having a great time. She was so animated that Paul had to calm her down a few times by patting her hand and lowering his voice to warn her of her exuberance. She had been attracting some attention from nearby tables, and Paul finally decided it was time to head back. He paid the bill, and escorted her to the car. On the way back to the hotel, Karen put her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. Her breath was a bit heavy, and he could see the movement of her breasts as she relaxed. She was wearing an open neck dress, which showed her cleavage. From his angle, he could see between her cleavage, and could see the twin mounds of her luscious breasts. He felt a stirring in his loins, and knew that this would be the night they would make love. Karen snuggled closer to him, and put her hand on his thigh. She kissed him on the cheek, and said in a sleepy voice, "Thanks for your wonderful work, Paul. You are great to work with." Paul patted her thigh with his right hand. She held it down on her leg, and with the other hand, began groping him. "Take it easy, Karen. Control yourself." "Okay. But hold me close, Paul. I feel a little chill coming on." "It's all that wine you drank." "I guess so. How far are we from the hotel. I need to go to the bathroom." "We are almost there." Karen darted into the elevator as soon as they had entered the lobby. Paul was right behind her. When they reached their floor, she practically ran and hurriedly opened the door of her room, and dashed in. "Come on in, Paul and be comfortable." She disappeared in the bathroom. Paul hesitated, and then slowly stepped out, gently closing the door behind him. He was not sure what she had in mind, and he didn't want to force the situation in any way. He figured she would call or come over if she wanted to spend more time with him. He had just undressed, and was pulling on his boxer shorts when he heard the knock on the door. He hesitated, wondering if he should quickly change back into regular clothes before opening the door. He wore nothing but his silk boxers to bed, and didn't know if it would be appropriate to let her in when he was not properly dressed. He heard another knock, and then Karen's soft voice, calling him. "May I come in, Paul?" He opened the door, and let her in. She breezed into the room and turned to face him. She was wearing a silk night dress, tied at the waist with a matching silk string. She looked at him, and said, "You are quite a hunk. Are you getting ready for bed?" "That was the idea." "Good. So am I. I want to spend the night here. I want to make love to you. Are you game?" "Karen! You are drunk. Do you realize what you are saying?" "Oh, skip it, Paul. I am not drunk. We already discussed it. Don't take the fun out of it. This means a lot to me. I have never been unfaithful to Tim, and so I am not taking this lightly. I want you. I need you tonight. I have to experience you deep inside me. I know you also want me. So stop protesting, and come to bed." She grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the bed. She pushed him down on it, and untied her robe. She had one of those skimpy, baby doll outfits that barely covered her hips, and did nothing to contain her full breasts. She fell on top of him, and kissed him hungrily on the mouth. Paul felt his cock rising, and pressing against her. Karen wiggled her hips, and reaching between their bodies, found the throbbing shaft. She worked it out of his boxers and pressed her mound against it, moaning with pleasure. Paul grabbed her buttocks and dug his fingers in them as he returned her kiss. Karen rolled over, and lay next to him, gasping for air. "Come, my lover, and take me. I can't wait to feel you inside me, Paul." Paul quickly removed his boxers and pushed her dress over her head. They were both naked now. Paul sat back to survey the beautiful nude figure of his colleague. His eyes took in her seductive lips, the rising curve of her firm breasts. They were taut with arousal, and the nipples hard with desire. The flat belly gave way to the flare of her hips and the plump mount of Venus. Her shapely legs tapered off to her delicate toes. He could see the desire in her eyes, and knew that she was ready. His cock was fully erect, twitching with anticipation. He fell on her and kissed her. She put her arms around him, and kissed back, holding him tightly against her. "I am falling in love with your sexy body, Karen. I can't wait to taste your beauty." Paul and Karen "I am yours tonight, Paul. I want to enjoy you also." She opened her legs, and pulled him down between them, at the same time pressing her mound against his cock. Paul lowered his head to kiss her breasts, and nipples. Karen reached between their bodies and took hold of his cock. Spreading her legs wider, she pushed the tip against her pussy, and slowly began to rub the shaft against her opening. She was breathing heavily. Paul could feel the moistness of her vagina against his inflamed cock. He began to thrust his hips gently, working with her rhythm to increase the pressure of his cock against her pussy. Karen moaned softly, as the tip of the cock pressed against her clitoris. She opened her legs and pulled them back, at the same time thrusting her hips up against his shaft. The cock slipped through the lubricated opening. Paul bore down with his hips, as the cock went in further in the tight passage. He could feel the grip of her vaginal walls as they sucked the cock in. Karen gasped, and muttered, "Oh, my god. You are so big. I can feel every inch of it inside me. Push it in all the way. I want to feel it against my womb." Paul thrust his hip forward, and buried himself to the hilt. Karen lifted her legs and grabbed his buttocks, pressing them down against her. She sighed, "Yes, I can feel the tip of your cock against my cervix. I can feel the pressure. God, what a beautiful, wonderful cock. I have never been filled so completely. Now fuck me. Fuck me hard. I want to feel your thrusts deep inside." Paul began humping her. He rammed his inflamed cock repeatedly in her dripping pussy, his heavy balls slapping against her cunt with every thrust. He grabbed her waist and pulled her up. The angle caused his shaft to rub against her clitoris, and Karen let out a loud moan. She was already close to her first orgasm. She pulled him down and kissed him hard, at the same time clamping her legs around his waist as he rode her. She began to moan loudly, which turned into a muffled scream as the orgasm hit her. Her body began to shake with the force of it. With wild abandon, she began thrusting her hips against the plunging cock, prolonging her peak. Then she suddenly collapsed, gasping for breath. Paul stopped, resting on his hands, as he hovered on top of her, his cock buried deep inside her. He watched her beautiful face, covered with perspiration, her nostrils flaring as she struggled to catch her breath. Her eyes were closed and her lips were curled in a beautiful smile that showed her fulfillment. He looked down at her breasts. The nipples were still taut, and the succulent flesh of her firm breasts looked so inviting. He cupped the breasts, and gently squeezed them. Karen moaned, and said, "That feels so good, Paul. I feel so satiated right now, thanks to your wonderful cock. I love you, Paul." "No, you don't. You love your husband, remember? But I know what you mean. I feel the same way. I am glad you are enjoying it. Let me know when you are ready for another round." "Didn't you come yet?" "Of course not. I am not ready. I can go on for a couple of hours if you can last that long." "My goodness, Paul. Really? You are one hell of a sex machine, then. I envy you and your wife. What's her name?" "Sonya." "Does she enjoy this as much as I am enjoying it now?" "No. She usually is not in the mood, and then when she does want it, she likes to be done quickly so she can go to sleep." "Oh, you poor baby. That must be so frustrating for you." "Yes, it is. But I am reconciled to it. What about Tim? Does he enjoy prolonged sex?" "Yes. But unfortunately he is not as well-endowed as you are, and he can't last much. Most of the time, he comes before I do. And then he loses interest." "So you are always unsatisfied, is that it?" "Well, not all the time. Sometimes, if I work myself up somehow, I can hit it just before or after he comes. That feels so good." "Well, it seems we are both kind of mismatched in our sex drives when it comes to our spouses. At least we can now enjoy it as much as you want." "Yes. Do you think you can last all night, Paul?" "I don't know. Never had a chance to find out. But I am game if you are. You are so lovely, Karen, that I would do my best to give you all the pleasure your heart desires. This night is yours. Enjoy it any way you like." "Oh, I love you so much, Paul. Yes. I would like to. Let's rest for a while, and then I want to ride you like you have never been ridden before. Just promise me not to come before I am through." "Don't worry about that. I can recover very quickly. I can be up and ready in half an hour after my first orgasm. It takes a little longer after that." "How do you know?" "I was quite a stud in college. I had a reputation with the girls. One year, one of the sororities asked me to be their night guest. They had about fifteen girls in the house. That was at the beginning of the semester. Well, one weekend I went over. I fucked every single girl that night, one after the other without losing it. I think I came four times. So I know I can do it again. May be now I don't have that much stamina, but we are just the two of us. I will fulfill you as much as you want, Karen. This is my only chance to enjoy sex with a truly beautiful woman who also enjoys sex as much as I do. Are you ready for round two?" "You bet, my stallion. I don't know what is going to happen after this, Paul, when we return to the office and to our families. But I want to enjoy every precious moment tonight. I want to drink every single drop of your juice, with my mouth and my pussy. Don't hold anything back tonight, my wonderful lover. Do you think we can be lovers later when we go back?" "That would be asking for trouble. I couldn't do that to Sonya and the kids, Karen. Let's not think about it now. Let's just enjoy this night." "Okay. But I want you to know that you have fulfilled my wildest dreams tonight, and there will never be anyone like you for me, Paul. I will cherish this night for the rest of my life. And if it ever happens that we are in a similar situation again, I want you to know that I'll be your lover. You don't have to ask. Will you love me again like this if the occasion arises?" "Don't dwell on the future, or daydream about it, Karen. That could lead to trouble. Just be in the moment and enjoy it. Who knows, you may have pangs of regret and repentance after you go back to your husband. It could happen to me also. So don't build up on this." "You are right. Okay. I will shut up, and concentrate on fucking you. Get ready, my lover, for the ride of your life." Karen pushed him down on his back, and straddled him. She adjusted her position, and lowered herself slowly on the thick cock. She gasped as it slowly disappeared in her wet passage. When it was fully buried inside, she leaned forward and jiggled her breasts over his face. Paul opened his mouth, and caught one of the nipples in his lips. With both hands, he began to fondle the luscious flesh, kneading it and kissing it as Karen began her slow thrusts. Paul let his hands wander over her firm body, and cupped her buttocks in his palms. He slid his fingers between them, feeling his shaft sliding into her opening. Karen shuddered and moaned with delight as his fingers stimulated her cunt lips and her anus. She began thrusting with longer strokes, rising high until the cock almost slipped out, and then slamming her hips down. Paul could feel the powerful grip of her cunt lips on his cock. He closed his eyes, enjoying the incredible massage his cock was getting with Karen's expert humping. He knew that this time he would not be able to hold back, because he had no control over the stimulation of his genitals. He decided to let her do all the work, and fell back, watching her lovely face. He held it in his hands and caressed her tenderly. Karen could feel the love and affection in his eyes and hands, and her eyes filled up with tears of joy. She had not enjoyed such a deep union of body and mind even with her husband. She felt a wave of love for Paul, and she lowered herself on his chest. Putting her arms under his shoulders, she hugged him tightly. "Hold me by the waist, Paul. I want to cry. I have not felt so much love before. I know now I love you very much. Please come with me. I am so close." Paul nodded, and kissed her on the lips. Karen opened her mouth. Their tongues locked in a deep kiss. She began to thrust her hips against his cock, rubbing her clitoris on the hard shaft. She could feel her orgasm rising. "I am coming, Paul. Please come with me. I want to feel your sperm inside me womb. Oh, god. It feels so good to be in your arms, Paul. Please love me with all your being." She began jerking her hips as she felt the cock growing. Paul was getting close to his orgasm. He squeezed her buttocks, and caressed her rosebud with his fingers. Karen let out a moan, and gasped. "Yes, yes. Rub your fingers on my hole. You are driving me crazy. Stick it in. Oh, god. Yes. I can't hold it any longer." Paul gave a sharp upward thrust as his balls began to churn. He felt the contractions of her cunt muscles as she lifted her hips and slammed down with full force. She buried her face in his shoulder as a deep, animal scream escaped her lips. Her whole body shuddered as the orgasm came, powered by the intense lust that had build up in her loins. Paul's cock twitched at the same time, and exploded. Karen screamed as the hot sperm splashed across her womb, drenching her inside with it. Her orgasm mingled with his, and flood of sticky liquid dripped out of their union, soaking the bed sheet. Karen lay on top of him, sobbing as her orgasm continued with every eruption of his powerful cock. Paul kissed her eyes, his heart filled with incredible love and tenderness for this beautiful woman who was his boss, and a colleague. He knew that their relationship would never be the same again. For some strange reason, he felt no guilt, but a new sense of completeness with her. They lay in each other's arms for a long time, savoring the intimacy that they were both reluctant to let go. Paul gently rolled her over and lay on top of her. Pulling her closer to him, he kissed her deeply. After several minutes, Karen stopped crying. "Never in my life have I experienced such union with anyone, Paul. I don't understand it, but when my orgasm started, I was filled with so much joy and sadness that I wanted to die. Truly. It was like being in a different state of consciousness. We were united in the body, but I felt as if we were one in the heart. Do you understand what I am talking about?" "Yes, I do, Karen. I felt the same thing. Like you and I were united for ever, and nothing would ever separate us again." "Yes. Exactly. That is what scared me, and I started crying. I saw Tim before my eyes, and realized that we never achieved such union of body and mind, but with you, it happened so easily. What will happen to us now, Paul? I can't pretend this night never existed. You know that. I am sure you won't be able to forget it either. How will we deal with it?" "Don't worry about it right now. Enjoy this blessed moment. We are one with each other, and that's the only thing that matters. Tomorrow will take care of itself." Karen sighed, and said, "I wish it was so simple, Paul. But you are right. You can't hold on to anything forever. It feels so artificial to say it, but I want to thank you from the core of my being for the most wonderful experience of my life." "Don't say that, Karen. What we experienced was mutual love and affection. We both gave each other everything we had. There is no need to be formal about it. I will always love you with all my heart, and yet, I also feel I love my Sonya dearly. Even more now than before, because I can see how special she is in her own way. Your love and giving of yourself has opened my heart to a greater capacity to love, Karen. I am sure that, given some time, you will also feel the same way about Tim. I think this experience has enriched both of us in ways we could not have imagined. And when you think of it in that way, I am sure we will be able to deal with our new relationship on a much more pure, platonic level. So don't worry about how you will deal with it. We did not set out to cheat on our spouses. What we experienced together is our special, precious treasure. Tim and Sonya will never understand what it means. They don't have to know. But they will experience the richness of their relationship with us when we are back with them. Because we will share our treasure with them, with a new outlook and a new level of understanding." Karen looked at him with eyes full of tenderness. She kissed him, and said, "You have so much wisdom, Paul. And you are absolutely right. Thank you for sharing so much with me. I feel so much better now. And so fulfilled. Did I give you enough pleasure?" "More than you can imagine. That was the most powerful orgasm I have experienced in a long time. The way you had me engulfed inside you, I could feel the total force of your incredible capacity to love. It was most wonderful. I know, right down to my deepest core, how much you love me. I hope you know how much I love you." "Of course. I am still feeling it. I could feel the contractions in my uterus when you exploded inside me. Your hot seed just bathed my womb in its warmth and life energy. I still feel it. It's as if your life force has merged in mine forever. I know that every time I think of you, or see you, I will remember this feeling. You have filled me completely tonight, Paul. I love you as I have never loved another man. Not even Tim." "Gosh, Karen. I hope I did not impregnate you. The way you are describing it, it would seem that my seed has united with your seed." Karen laughed. "Don't worry, Paul. That is not possible. My period will begin in another day or so. So you see, I am in my safe period right now. No matter how much sperm you deposit in my womb, there is no egg for it to mate with. In a way, it is a shame, because I would so much love to have your baby." "That would be the end of our marriages, Karen, and you know that." "Yes, I know. So all right, I won't think about it. But I will always cherish the idea. Are you ready for the next round of loving me?" "So soon? I was actually thinking of taking a shower to clean up, and then go to bed." "That's a good idea. I could use some cleaning up, too. Mind if I join you in the shower? Then we'll both be fresh and clean. Then let's eat each other. I want to drink your juice this time. And you do what you did the other night with my G-spot. Gosh, just thinking about it is making me hot again. Let's hit the shower, my sweet, wonderful lover." It was almost dawn when Karen finally fell asleep. Their lovemaking session after the shower was quite intense for both of them. Karen almost passed out a couple of times when Paul stimulated her G-spot while eating her pussy. She had her mouthful of him, too. To his utter surprise, Paul remained in an almost perpetual state of erection, and his seminal sacs seemed to be working overtime, pouring gobs of semen in Karen's eager mouth. Paul awoke suddenly when he heard a knock on the door. "Maid service," he heard someone say. He quickly got up, and pulled on his boxers. He opened the door slightly, and told the maid to come back in an hour. He woke Karen up and told her they had to get to the exhibit right away. Karen was awake in an instant. She jumped out of bed, and collapsed in his arms as her legs gave way. "Gosh, I'm so wobbly after all this sex, I can hardly stand up. Paul, be a sweetheart, and go ahead to the booth. I need some time to collect myself. When do we have to check out?" "At noon." "Okay. Let me take care of that. You go and get the booth packed up. I'll meet you in the lobby at noon. Is that okay?" "Of course. You take care of yourself. And make yourself beautiful. That won't take long, because you already look stunning." Karen pushed him away, laughing. "Sure. You are not suggesting I walk out of here naked, are you?" "Oh, no. You'll cause a riot. Now let's get going. Here is the key to the room. Just throw my stuff in my bag. Don't worry about packing it neatly. Then take a long, hot shower, and get ready. I should be done in an hour. I'll come back here with the van." "Okay, sweetheart." Karen came closer, and put her arms around him. "Paul?" "Yes, Karen." "Just hold me. I want you to feel how much I appreciate everything. I don't want to cheapen it by words." They held each other for several minutes. Paul turned her face towards him. There were tears in her eyes. "I love you, Paul." "I love you, too, Karen." They kissed deeply. Then Paul patted her on the rump, and headed for the bathroom. Karen gathered up her clothes, and slowly opened the door. The hallway was deserted. She quickly slipped out, and got into her room. She was still trembling from the effect of the intense orgasms. She sat down on the bed, and closed her eyes. She knew her life had just turned itself upside down. It would be a long time before she would recover from this. Leaning back on her arms, she stared at the ceiling, thinking about Tim and her marriage. She felt a rush of love for her husband in her heart. She turned over, and buried her face in the pillow. 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