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The Traveling Worker Ch. 01

By: TimWLy



Part 1 

Being that travel is a major part of my job, and I have to go all across the United States to different types of conferences, in order to market a government program during the day, it lends itself to making a little extra money while out on the road. 

I completely feel the pinch of the bad economy just like everyone else, and have to be very judicious with my time and money, but a night job couldn't necessarily be 20 hours a week, and probably wouldn't fit all of my other skills being that I am totally blind and I am on the road at least twice a month. 

I could be visiting the Southeast and Orlando, FL, or Louisville, KY at the beginning of the month, and be in Seattle or L.A. by the end of the month. 

It can certainly be taxing on my budget, and this is why while on travel, I found a way to utilize all of my resources I have at my disposal. 

Being totally blind, I have always wanted to learn to play the piano, so I could learn to use my hands more affectively, but it takes more patients than I have, so while having dinner after a long day of exhibiting during a recent trip to Dallas, I discovered that I could use a skill of massage and put that to work. 

I was having dinner with a couple of other exhibitors, namely, someone named April, and I am not exactly sure which organization she worked for, but she was telling me about how she had done a lot of walking around town, and how her organization does even more travel than my company puts me through, so I put the question to her of the types of shoes she wears, and how many pairs she brought for the trip, and my mind started racing on the possibilities. 

This was a fairly large conference with a nicely sized exhibiting hall, but our tables weren't near each other, so we probably wouldn't see each other again if I let this opportunity pass by without capitalizing. 

"April, here is my card, and I hope you contact me, because I believe our organizations can work together to help each other in partnership" 

"Well Tim, I certainly will, because I believe from the information I received from your booth, that you would be an asset to our organization." 

She also gave me her card, and even though I didn't realize it at the time, she put her hotel room number on the back of the card, and it said "I hope you call me after dinner." 

I tap one of my co-workers on the shoulder, just to give me a sense of what she looks like, and to let me know the atmosphere of what I may be getting myself into, and the description was probably more than I could handle, because one of my favorite things about a female is the scent. 

The scent of April was light and flower like, but it lasted even after she left the table. I was told she was about 5'4; she had nice legs, and a round body. He told me she had curves, with probably a D cup, but a smile to die for, and eyes which are hazel, and long brown hair. 

One of the assets he pointed out to me was about her ass sitting high up on her hips, and with her Carmel skin, and that soft southern voice, I could see me enjoying this night job. 

Part two 

I decided that since the dinner was about over, and it was getting late, I would go ahead and give April a call. 

As I got back to my room, it turns out that April already left me a message: 

"Hi Tim, there is a buzz going around that you have a night job or something doing some kind of massage therapy, and I wanted to find out what you charge, because I want to be one of your clients. Please give me a call when you get in, room 222, thanks. " 

My mind started spinning out of control again imagining details of how this night could go, because she didn't give any details of what she heard about the massage therapy, but she had already wanted to visit my room anyway. 

I decided I had better get myself under control, as I started to feel a stirring of my cock in my boxers, and as I picked up the phone to call April, I just slowly glided my hand up and down my cock thinking about giving her a foot rub. 

Then with all the calmness I could muster: 

"Hi April, it's Tim, you wanted me to give you a call to discuss business?" 

"Yes, I heard that you are running some sort of massage therapy from one of my friends, and I wanted to know how I could be a client." 

"Well, how about you come up to my room, and we talk about it in person?" 

"OK, I will be there in a few, what room number?" 

"1312" 

With that we hang up and by the end of the conversation, I have worked my pants down to my ankles, and my cok is at its full 8 and ½ inches, and I have no idea how I am going to hide my arousal from her, but since I haven't really gotten the business up and running, just gotten all the paperwork running, and she is going to be my first client, we can make sure to talk business first, and that my help to get the erection down. 

The Traveling Worker Ch. 02



As I have been a government contractor, and seen a lot of different venues, I have learned that I don't like traveling as much as I use to, but this trip to Dallas has made me feel differently. 

There was a beautiful young lady of 26 years of age who I met on my first day in town, and she was talking about how her feet were bothering her from being on the conference floor, and doing all the walking around and standing, and her and I were negotiating an agreement about her getting a foot massage, and making sure that she is well taken care of. 

Basically, we were just about ready to meet up, and just as I change my clothes and got more comfortable, while also trying to relieve a little tension by stroking my cock thinking about what she may look like, or what her feet will feel like while gliding through my fingers, I hear a soft knock at the door, and it's April, and she steps into my room smelling of bath gels and shampoo. 

That clues me in that she has gotten all cleaned up for this meeting, and I wonder if she has shaved her legs, or shaved her pussy, or if her hair is tied back, but I have to stop my mind from racing, or else we are going to really have trouble getting through a massage. 

"So April, can I offer you something to drink?" 

"Well, I am not really thirsty, but I do want to discuss this massage." 

"OK, so you want to get right down to business." 

"So lets talk then, what is it that you want to talk about what is it that you are looking to have massaged?" Is my response back to her with a relaxed tone to my voice, and a warm smile. 

"Well, as you heard at dinner, my feet are killing me, so I definitely want a foot rub, but do you give other massages?" 

I almost stumble to the floor, even though I was standing still, at this question, because I wasn't really thinking about other types of massages, but on the fly, I responded: 

"At this time, I don't give other massages; I only give the foot massages, because of time constraints and a need to ensure that I stay as close to professional as possible." 

"How much you charge, asked April" 

"Well, its $150, and you can make yourself as comfortable as you like during the massage." I responded. 

"Well then let's get started." April happily says as she stretches out on the couch, and throws her feet on my lap. 

One Thing about being a lover of feet, and being a foot massager, I must have a woman who takes care of her feet, meaning that they will be soft to the touch, and not smell bad. 

This was April to a T, and she had little toes, and sensitive feet, so it took a little time for her to get comfortable with me touching her feet, but you could tell that she put lotion on her feet, and you could tell that she had her feet taken care of at least every two weeks. 

My hands shook with anticipation as I began rubbing her arches, and she moaned with pleasure, and slowly but surely, my dick began to rise almost painfully slow, and it was like a quarter of an inch at a time. 

I rubbed through her toes, and rubbed over her heals, first on her left foot, then on her right foot. 

The key to setting the mood was having the room ready before she showed up, and I did this by lighting candles around the room, with a vanilla scent, just to help to give that aroma of relaxation which I wanted to make sure to set. 

As the massage began to get longer, her legs began to relax, and I could feel that her legs were starting to spread, so I stepped up the massage, and decided to put on a little music, as we got more comfortable with each other. 

I began to rub her calves and felt her tension melt away, but as her tension melted, so did her inhibitions. 

Before I realized it, she had unbuttoned her pants, and she was getting more comfortable, and she had also begun to show more cleavage as well. 

The heel of her foot was firmly planted in my lap, and she began to massage my cock, and there was no hiding my erection, or my impending orgasm, and I guess it was the knowing that she was going to be bringing me off with no hands, that made her go for broke, because the next thing I heard was the zipper on her pants, and the buttons on her shirt. 

There were moans coming from her lips, as I continued to massage her feet and legs, and I worked my way to her thighs, but I had to change the tide, so I took her left foot, and began nibbling on her toes and her arch. 

This made her buckle, and from the sounds of it, she was plunging her finger deeper into her pussy and flicking her finger over her clit as well. 

I continued to suck one of her toes, and this was such an erotic scene, that my cock sprang fully to life, and it pointed directly at her, and she moaned out loud, and in orgasmic bliss, she tells me how much she wants me. 

My cock is leaking all over my shorts at this point, butt there is nothing I can do, because the feeling of her bare foot rubbing my cock is driving me insane, and then on top of that her toes in my mouth, and the sound of her wet pussy, I am right on the edge of coming. 

Half of my brain is telling me how bad this is, and the other half is telling me how good this could be for business if the word gets out, if I get good reviews that it was one of the best foot rubs ever, and worth every penny. 

Finally, she takes me over the edge with putting my cock between her toes and stroking me and I come so hard that I shake for minutes it seems, and I drop her foot, and just stroke her inner thighs. 

It's like wow, we don't move for minutes, but in the perfect world, my night job would have been able to have her in my bed and my cock buried inside her, but when you live a life on the road, you have to make sure time management is an asset and not an enemy.



The Traveling Worker Ch. 03



Although these are written and can be read as separate entries, it may make more sense, if you read the beginning entries as well.

*

The next couple of days with the conference were uneventful, but I would have to call it a time of recovery for me, because that time with April was intense. 

I knew I would get more business at some point, but I didn't expect what I got, because when I returned back to the exhibition floor, and my table, there were all kinds of cards, yet all of my materials were still there as well. 

So I had the idea that the cards must have been from the word getting around about my nighttime business. 

This was confirmed by my long time friend and partner in crime, Sean and I gave him all of the cards to organize and hold on to for me, so that I could figure out what to do with all this business, but as he started to go through them, he noticed that there were a few names which were just odd, and probably not worth the time, so we discarded them immediately, and I would send them a notice that I would try to fit them into my schedule the next time I am in town. 

As we continued to scale down the list, the final names he went through were Wendy, Aisha, and Shannon. 

I only Had a day and a half before I had to leave town, but obviously with the 25 cards we had just discarded, I knew that I could have been a lot busier over the last couple of days, but I was glad to have taken a rest, and even though there were a lot of sexy women who had past by the table, I did a lot of shaking of hands, and a lot of flirting, but my time in Dallas couldn't be anymore memorable so I thought. 

I decided to go ahead and schedule massages for both Wendy and Shannon, and Aisha would go into that pile of people I would see on my next time into town. 

I know that scheduling two massages in a short amount of time could be very dangerous for me, so after conferring with Sean, I make sure that we are cool with leaving in the afternoon after the final exhibition hours are done. 

This is so that I can make as much money as possible, and being able to get both massages in, and hopefully getting some recovery time in as well. 

Part 4 

After the third day of exhibiting ended, which is Thursday at this point, I went back to my room, ordered some food, and just tried to relax, because I needed to mentally prepare myself for whatever was going to happen during the next couple of hours. 

I first tried to call Shannon, but there was no response from the number she left, and she wasn't in her room, so I left her a message letting her know that she could give me a call back to set up time prior to 11 am tomorrow to set up her massage. 

Then calling Wendy, I called her hotel room first hoping I would be in luck to set up a time to give her the massage, because getting no kind of description, I have my anticipation building as to what I am getting into, but I also have a job to do, and as I leave her a message, I realize that my reputation has proceeded me, and that I can relax. 

So as 7:30 pm approaches, I get a call back from Wendy, and she says she is just freshen up, and can be down in a couple of minutes, so I hang up, knowing that I am certainly ready for this to happen. 

Just as I begin to prepare the room, my cell phone rings, and its Shannon, and she tells me that she is ready for her massage now, and laying up in her room in a towel, and as much as that image sends my blood rushing, I have to make sure that I stay focused. 

"I am sorry Shannon, I have prior plans, can we schedule for later this evening, or first thing tomorrow morning?" 

"Sure we can, from what I have heard; you will be worth every minute of the wait, and the amount of money as well." 

I let her know that I will give her a call back later that evening if I get done early enough, otherwise we will have to schedule it for after the exhibiting and breakdown on Friday morning. 

She is ok with that, and we hang up, and I go back to room preparation, which consisted of lighting strawberry candles, and laying out the proper oils for the massage. 

Finally, the time comes, and Wendy arrives, and what can I say, it wasn't what I was thinking at all, but although I was pleasantly surprised, I was happy with what I found. 



The Traveling Worker Ch. 04



I hope you enjoy, and thank you for your support. Please keep in mind that the story may make more sense if you read the previous entries.

*

It was time for Wendy to arrive for her massage, and I had just finished preparations when I heard a knock at the door, and boy was she a knock out. 

Wendy was about 5'7, long slender hands, and long hair, and she was wearing a nice cowgirl outfit, including the thigh high heeled boots. 

She smelled heavenly, and it was like a basket of peaches walking into my room, and a light soft voice that just melted me like many other women have tried, but she just about succeeded at making me come right there at the door. 

As she came in, I offered her a drink, and we sat down at talked about money and the type of massage she was looking for and this is when she threw me for a loop. 

"I heard how liberal you are with your massage , and I definitely want a foot rub." She says 

As she sits with her left foot crossed over her right leg, and slowly beginning to unzip her boot, she begins to detail what else she wants. 

"Then after you get done with my feet, I want you to lie me down on the bed face down, and massage up by body, and massage my legs." 

I am transfixed by the sound of her voice, and the feel of her boot in my hands, and she knows it. I feel the zipper of her left boot reach my thumb, and she slides her boot in my hand, exposing her foot to me for the first time. Feeling that boot slide off of her foot is intoxicating, and it drops to the floor, so that I can touch her foot, and she extends her foot out to me, and then I can see how truly long her legs really are. 

I travel up from her ankle up to her calf, and up to her knee, and back down to her toes, and we seem to be battling for control, but there is no clear cut sign of who will win at the moment. 

Hearing more about what she wants me to do to her I shiver a little, but hold steady, 

"I want you to travel from my legs to my ass to rubbing my back, kneeling between my legs, so that I can feel your hardness between my legs, and this way, you can rub my shoulders."

She continues her story by telling me more about where she wants the night to continue with her massage: 

"As you travel up my legs, I want you to run your nails over my skin giving me goose bumps, because I know it would turn me on so much." 

"Then I want you to slowly travel back down my back with your finger tips tracing every curve of my spine, and paying attention to every inch of flesh that you pass." 

I don't know why, , but I am almost willing to do almost whatever this woman wants me to do at this point, and this has gone from just a foot fetish to an all over body fetish, because she has me just totally engrossed in what she is saying. 

I break the gaze, and I begin the money discussion, because I need to start taking control back. 

"So Wendy, if you are going to get all of this massage that you are talking about, for the kind of massage you have created, I usually don't discuss those prices, but you are pushing between $500 and $600."

As I make this statement, she crosses her legs from the left to the right leg being on top, and the tease just starts all over again, but this time, her thighs part, and I can sense that she is being much more blatant with her words, and as I reach in to help her with her boot, even the unzipping of the boot is painfully sloe. 

I can tell from the way her legs are, that she has her thighs spread apart, and I wonder what exactly she is trying to tell me, but I am just trying to get an answer about the money. 

"Well Tim, you say that you charge $150 just for the feet, so what would you charge me for what I have asked for?" says Wendy 

"Well, I believe that you are pushing that $500 range, but you didn't even sound like you were done." Was my response 

By this time, her right boot has been completely unzipped and she has dropped it to the floor herself, and dropped her foot in my lap, and began running her toes up and down my cock. 

Now I am beginning to lose the ability to think, and she agrees to the $500 figure, and begins to detail more about what she wants in her massage. 

"As I said Tim, you are going to give me more than just a foot rub tonight, and once you are done running your hands all over my back, and ass, and legs, I am going to turn over to lay on my back, and let you rub oil on my thighs, and then you can make sure that I am lubricated from my neck to my toes."

With this statement, my cock twitches between her toes, and she slowly teases me with her two toes, the big toe, and the one next to it, taking my cock between them, and stroking the head masterfully, as I sit there hanging on every word. 

"then as you work your way up my body, over my belly button, with your slippery hands, my hands will be resting behind my head, and my breast will be resting on my chest, I want you to touch my breast, to mold them, to knead them gently, and play with my nipples, giving them plenty of attention, because this not only makes me very wet, it sends shock waves through me, that will make me come." 

With this little piece of information, I take her foot off of my cock, and begin to apply a special oil to my hands, which warms on contact, and just slowly begin to massage her right foot, as she sits in the chair and enjoys the feel of my hands on her, and then her left foot comes up and rest on my knee. 

This means her feet are off the floor, and as I pay attention to her calves, they are far enough apart, that you can tell her legs are spread, and the aroma coming from her is enough to make me want to just dive in,, and begin to lick her like a starving puppy, but I have to hold my control, and give her what she wants. 

I slowly pull her to her feet, and slide her out of her out fit, so that she is standing in just a pair of bikini panties, and a bra, which doesn't leave much to the imagination. 

I run my oily hands from her shoulders, down to her hips, and she shivers with anticipation, knowing that she will get everything she has asked for. 

We slowly walk to the bed, and I lay her on her stomach, and position myself between her legs, so that she can feel how hard I am, and she moans with pleasure, and I slowly run my hands from the bottom of her feet, to the back of her legs to her ass, and then, I take her panties down, and peel them off of her body. While I am doing this, my cock is begging for attention, and she is laying there wanting to continue to have me touch her. I toss her panties aside, and go back to rubbing her feet slowly, feeling her apprehension melt away, and her legs slowly part, and I run my fingers through her inner walls, looking for wetness, and there is nothing. 

I am not sure why her and I are so comfortable together, but the idea of professionalism has gone out the window, and she has me take her bra off, and she also has me remove my clothes, and kneel back between her legs, so that we are skin to skin, so that we can feel the heat radiating from our bodies. 

Unfortunately, she also can feel the pre-come, oozing from my head, on to her ass, and when I move up her back, to begin to rub her shoulders, she moves a little and I groan as I slip inside her tight wetness. 

I begin to slowly move in rhythm with her, but pull away, because this isn't where I want the night to end, so she groans out loud, because she wants to be filled, and I just want to tease her, and give her what she asked for. 

Slowly, I run my hands down her back, and massage every muscle which is tense, and follow that by rubbing her ass. 

By this time, she is begging me to stop with the tease, and asking me to slide fingers inside her, but I lean over her, and whisper to her, that I am only here to give her what she asks for. 

Gradually I turn her over, and we look at each other eye to eye, and she can see the passion in my eyes, and the length of my hardness, and I can smell her arousal, but I have to do what she asked me to do earlier. 

In a turn of the events, as I kneel back on the bed with the oil for her, she takes my cock in between her toes again, and begins to run it up and down the length of her foot, and oh god is her foot soft on my cock. 

"Wendy, if you keep doing that I am going to explode all over you, and you won't get the massage you asked for." 

"Oh come on Tim, you know you love my feet, you know you want to come, I can see how hard you are, so just do it."

With this she quickens her pace, and instead of using her toes, she uses both feet, and it doesn't take me long, because it feels heavenly, the sensations, and the friction, and within a few strokes I explode shooting come between her feet, and her legs, even having some land right between her vaginal opening. 

"Oh god Wendy, that was amazing, that was great, whew, and I haven't had that done before, thank you." 

"Your welcome Tim, I appreciate the complement of making you come that hard, and knowing that I gave you one of your first." Was Wendy's response. 

I proceeded to rip the blanket off the bed which was messy by this point, so that I could finish Wendy's massage, and as I looked at her, she could see the passion in my eyes, and she wondered what she had gotten herself into. 

"Now Wendy, it's your turn, and I have to make sure I finish off your massage with a bang." 

"Tim, you don't have to do that, I am completely satisfied, you have pleasured me more than you realize." 

I cause her to shiver with a gentle caress of her inner thigh, then I lay her back on the bed, as I begin to rub oil over her inner thighs, and pubic mound. Then slowly moving up her belly, I move over her breast, just as slowly as she told me to earlier in the evening. 

Just as I do this, her hands move to rest under her head, as if on command, and I then move in to play with her nipples, slowly tweaking and pinching them, listening to her moan with delight and pleasure. 

As she moans with pleasure, the bed shifts, and I move my hand down, and recognize that her legs have parted, and I have one hand playing with her left nipple, and the other playing with her clit, which seems to be doing the trick, driving her up the hill, so that she can go over the edge, to a rocketing climax. 

Then to throw in another sensation, I begin to nibble her hip, and move down toward the area where my finger is playing with her clit, and I can tell that she is enjoying this, because she begins to shake more and her pussy gets wetter the closer I get to her clit. 

Finally, I position myself between her legs, and that soft aroma of peaches I have been smelling all evening is right there under my nostrils, and I place her feet on my shoulders, my thumbs on her pussy lips, and I spread her wide open, as I lap at her clit, wanting to make her come harder than she ever has before. 

It is like we have met before, or have known each other from a past life, because this clit taste familiar to me, this body moves like I have seen it before, and those moans, I feel that I know so well. 

Her hands move to the back of my head, and I thrust two then three fingers inside her, as she hits with one, then two, and as I continue to lick her hard, the third orgasm is coming, as her hips thrust in rhythm with my tongue, she tells me she is coming: 

"Oh god Tim, you are going to make me do it again, one more time, this is number three, come on, yeah, right there, lick it, oooooo yeah." 

I lick for everything I am worth, and my fingers are almost locked inside her, as her vaginal walls get so tight, that they clamp down on my fingers, and she comes for a third time, and I stop the assault on her clit. 

We finally let go of each other after a few minutes of the furious session which doesn't really have a name, but all we can do is look at each other. 

I offer to let her use my shower, but she declines, and I lay back, as Wendy dresses, places $1,000 on my night table and departs. 

Little did I know there was a note on it as well. 

"Tim, you gave me one of the best evenings I have ever had, here is a little something extra for all the work you put in, and I will hold on to your card, so that I can contact you. I certainly hope to see you next time you come to town, and please look me up if you do make a trip through: 214-555-3162." 

Little did I know at the time, there would be so much for us to catch up on.



The Traveling Worker Ch. 05



(I have enjoyed writing the Dallas story, this is all fiction, but look out for the traveling worker going to Baltimore and Louisville)

*

After meeting with Wendy on Thursday night, I wasn't sure my brain could transition into getting ready for another massage whether it was that night or early the next morning, and that was because she and I connected like lovers would, but after realizing that Shannon was waiting to hear from me, I decided to give her a call. 

It was about 10:00 pm by the time Wendy left, so I gave Shannon's hotel room a shot: 

"As she answers the phone, my voice caught in my throat, because it almost sounded like my ex-girlfriend. 

"Shannon, its Tim, how are you?" 

"Oh, I am OK, just a little tired; it was a long day of exhibiting today." 

"So what's up, did you get done with your other meeting?" she asks

"Yes I did, that's why I am calling, and I wanted to find out when you wanted to set up your massage." 

She takes the time into consideration, and says that we can meet after an early breakfast, like 7:00 am. 

We disconnect, I shower and clean up the room, and begin to think more about who this woman is. As I lay down, and my mind wanders into my past, I remember the days of how Shannon and I met, and how much passion we shared, and I also remembered how we left things, with a fractured relationship, and broken hearts. 

So it left me very unsure as to whether I wanted to see her again, and before I realized it, I had fallen asleep. 

The next thing I know there was a knock at the door, and I wake up thinking it can't be 7:00 am already.

I check my clock, and its 3:00 am, and I am wondering who in the world could be knocking at the door this early, in the middle of the night, and grabbing my cane just in case, I get to the door and as I do: 

"Who is it?" 

"It's Shannon, Tim" 

"I know what time it is, but I kept waking up, and I needed to see you."

Hearing this I open the door, and allow her entry into my bedroom, and boy was I in for a surprise. 

It was not my ex-girlfriend, but it was a Shannon which I knew from my past. 

"Tim, thank you for letting me in, do you remember me?"

"Shannon, you have to give me more details than your first name." 

"Well, if you remember from freshman year you and your roommate Patrick would always do the dunking of females when they came to your room if they did any mouthing off." 

"Oh, Shannon, yeah, and you kept coming back, and mouthing off, as if you wanted to be dunked, as if you loved getting put in those cold showers, and having to walk back to your room with wet hair and wet clothes." 

"That still doesn't explain why you are in my room at 3:00 am." 

Well, by 3:15 am, she certainly would take the time to show me, and she had us in the bedroom, and naked, and she had her own suitcase of toys which she enjoyed to bring herself to orgasm. 

This consisted of three specific things which she wanted me to use, anal beads, handcuffs, and a dildo. I would find out how she would want to use them during the sunrise. 

Remembering the descriptions I got back when we were in college, I would get descriptions from Sean later in the day, and Shannon had not changed that much, she was still a tiny bombshell, 5'2, 125, and smooth skin, and long auburn hair. She is a mix of Irish and African American, so she has some of the nicest brown skin you will ever see, and her eyes are a greenish brown, and she has a smile which can melt hearts. Her feet are small and cute, and her legs are thin yet powerful. One of her best features is her breast, and on that small frame, a 36 c look large, but the bottom line is they are nice and firm, because she was a cheerleader, and I would always see her in the gym when I would go. 

Instead of starting anything in the middle of the night, she decided that she just wanted to cuddle up close to me, which I wasn't exactly sure why, but I was determined to find out, it seems that there were some untold feelings from college which she wanted to explore, but I didn't want to interrupt the mood which was building, because I never had an opportunity to see what she was like in college, I just had a chance to see her in a wet t-shirt, and grab on to her long locks of wet hair. 

As we cuddled close, I learned that she smelled like apple cinnamon, and I truly loved that smell,, but it made me want to nibble her, and I did just that, starting at her neck, and she purred like a kitten. 

Since we were already naked this could work to my advantage, and she was very tired, and I continued light nibbles around her ear lobes, and she would push back into me, as if she wanted more, as I curled my arm around her to caress her breast and nipples. 

This was going to be a different kind of night, I could sense that from the moment I opened the door, I wanted to take it slow with her, and see if what was really there, is true, while at the same time ensuring the pleasure she wants is fulfilled. 

I slowly roll her to her back, as she is still sleeping, and begin to nibble down her body from her neck to her nipples, slowly nibbling her breast, and sucking her nipples. 

When I do this She squirms and begins to move and wake up, so that is when I decide to lock her hands above her head with the handcuffs. I kiss from her forehead down her face and to her lips, and just whisper: 

"This will give you everything that you want, and I hope that you can tell me all of your desires before it is all said and done."

She just smiles, and says nothing, so I continue my journey, as I kiss down her belly and to her hips and as she begins to really squirm, I take my place between her legs, and start to finger her slowly, and sliding more fingers deeper inside her. 

She continues to get wetter and wetter, and I then dive into her clit, making sure to pay extra attention to how she taste, and enjoying every lick. 

With this, her moans get louder, and her hips begin to grind as if she is riding a cock, but she doesn't move her hands, and she wants more. 

So with my other hand, I start to slide the anal beads toward her ass, but first I begin to lubricate it with the wetness from all of her juices from her pussy, and making sure that she is good and open for the beads to slide in easily. 

Her ass sways from side to side, as she begins to realize what I am about to do: 

"Oh Tim, the beads will do it for me, please give them to me slowly." 

As I hear this, I want to go even slower than she wants me to, and I have to make sure to tease her as well, because I want to have her on the edge for a lot longer than she can stand. 

I slide my finger into her ass, giving her a feeling of what it will be like to be penetrated, and making sure that she has a view of the beads, she begins to grind back and forth, as I play with her clit, pushing my fingers into her pussy, and also sliding a finger into her as to spread her open. 

Her moans are getting me hot, and it is making me want to see how far I can take this, but most of all it is getting my cock hard, and I want to burry it into her, but I am on a journey to bring her off in a way I never have another woman, so I take my time, to calm myself down, and make sure that she stays right on the edge, as I fondle the beads, and tease not only her vision by showing her the beads, but her sense of feel by letting her ass feel the beads right there on her. 

Slowly I take the smallest bead and slide it up into her ass and she squeals with delight, and when she gets comfortable, I go for another bead, and from the looks of the string, there are 10 beads, and I have no idea how she is going to fit them all, but, I am willing to try if she is. 

With every bead that goes in, I give her a celebratory lick on her clit, and she shutters with a mini orgasm. 

I crawl up next to her and whisper to her how proud of her I am, that she is being so good, as we kiss with passion, and she tries to move her hands, and I tweak her nipples, as if to get her back in line. 

She asks me what I am going to do with the dildo, and my eyes twinkle with delight, as I slide down her legs and start to kiss down toward her feet, and as I go back up to her pussy, I take the dildo, and slowly push it toward her opening, and as I push the head in, I slide the second to last bead into her ass, and as the dildo goes in deeper, she shivers, and groans, and her legs go higher into the air. 

She rocks back and forth, bringing her knees into her chest, and beginning to enjoy the ride. 

"Oh yes Tim, you are doing it right, now slide the last bead in, and keep it there." 

Hearing this, I go ahead and slide the last bead in, and seemingly the largest bead into her ass, and we begin to take her for the ride of her life. 

I push my finger into her ass to make sure the beads are all the way into her ass, and she begins to grind harder against the dildo. 

I then hold the dildo and pulling it in and out, we build up a rhythm, making sure to keep a steady pace, and making sure she has everything she wants. 

I hold her thighs, and I see her straining to hold on to the orgasm, and see the ripples of her muscles as she is trying to push through the desires she has. 

I then take her pleasure one step further, and nibble her thighs, and right down to her clit, and lick at it, and I feel her squirt around the dildo. I begin to pump the dildo in and out of her twisting it inside her, and as I pull it out, she squirts again. 

I hold her clit in my mouth, and her thighs clamp down on my head, and she pulls her body around my head, and begins that short journey to a big orgasm. 

"Tim, you know what I want, you are going to give me a big orgasm, the hell with the small ones, please make me come!" 

We had been at it for over an hour and a half now, and we were both perspiring now, and it was close to 5:00 am now, but it did not matter now, she was a freight train going downhill toward a mountain, loaded with dynamite. 

This explosion was going to be huge, and I was right in the middle of it, and I was proud to be the man who was giving it to her. 

Slowly I popped out one bead, and she shivered with delight, and she squirted again, and I licked harder on her clit. 

So I would keep licking her clit, and as she would moan harder or grind harder, I would pop out another bead, and she would squirt, and my chin was holding the dildo in place, so we had a plan for getting her over the edge, and as I found the right spot and right rhythm on her clit, she started to grind so hard that the dildo felt like it was going to knock out teeth, but we had her ready to explode, and I still had five beads to go, so I pulled out two beads, and she squirted and shivered harder, and her orgasm came this time. 

It lasted for probably a minute, as she clamped down, her toes curled, and I pulled out all of the beads, I continued licking her clit, and pushed the dildo all the way into her. 

With the continuation of her orgasm, she took her handcuffed hands and placed them over my head, to hold me in place, and I didn't mind, because I knew she needed to feel stable. 

I let go of her clit, and we let go of each other, as her toes uncurled, and I pulled up next to her and kissed her softly on the cheek, as I unlocked her hands. 

She dosed off, with the dildo still inside her, and I curled up next to her, but I was still left to wonder if this was to be the beginning of something special. In my mind, I knew this was the end of the Dallas trip, I was just hopeful that Shannon and I would be able to build from this early morning of passion.

The end of the traveling Worker in Dallas.



The Traveling Worker Ch. 06



Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy, and even though it is a story of fiction, I still enjoyed writing it.

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Going to Louisville was kind of a right of passage for me, like something I needed to do, but it didn't mean I wasn't scared shitless though. I had been a part of this contracting company for three years, and been up and down the east coast, and as far west as New Mexico, but I had always taken a personal assistant, but this time I was traveling alone, even though I was traveling with all of my co-workers, and we were going to be meeting all of the other people from across the country who do the same marketing that we do, and have the same types of products and services that we do, it was just different for me not to have a personal assistant of my own, who I knew, and who was on my payroll so to speak. 

This trip to Louisville was special, because the government was paying for all of the constituents to come together to have workshops from experts in the field about marketing tools, how to sell in the field, and bring in the experts who are doing the best within their markets, so the pressure was on for everyone on my team, because we are a part of the entire program management staff, and we had to pull off putting together an entire event, and there were only five of us, to put on an event for over 450 people, and I knew if I played my cards right, there would be a lot of females wearing high heeled shoes, and I would have an opportunity to get some extra business within the four days of these workshops, so my mind started racing, as soon as we started making moves as to where the hotel was going to be, whether it would be accessible, and the fact that I would not have a personal assistant going with me. 

The one thing I did know is that I would have four colleagues going with me, Isabel, the Director of Program Development, and one of the sweetest and softest chicks I have ever met. 

Isabel is about 5'4, late 20's, and thin, with a beautiful smile, long brown hair, and green eyes, but even though she is thin, you can tell she is hiding a beautiful body, and some of the most luscious curves under her clothes, but there was nothing I could do about finding out what kind of curves they were, yet anyway. 

Then there was Diamond, mid 30's, 5'6, dark hair, brown eyes, always laughing,, and full of good advice, but I have never been sure about her body, because we have always talked so much, it like we have some sort of connection, but is nothing spoken. 

Then there was Yvette, the youngest one of the group, but also the one who had the status and I wondered about her from time to time, so I would be keeping an eye on her during this trip. 

Yvette was about 5-6, Italian, and her best feature was a big ass that even black women would envy from what I have been told. For some reason she would always wear high heels, and this would accentuate the positive and that ass would sit up proud and just call out and say come and touch me. 

The last person traveling with us was Stewart, and I didn't really care about him, because I had my eye on the ladies, little did I know that Stewart and I would be working a lot of the workshops together. 

As we prepared to leave for the city of Louisville, everyone synchronized their watches, checked off everything on the travel check list, and we were off to make sure that we did what we needed to do, to make this conference a success. 

The first day of the conference was all about pre-conference meetings, and making sure all presenters knew where they were supposed to be, and by the end of the day, there was a banquet welcoming all constituents to Louisville. 

By the end of this first night, you could hear the grumblings of the ladies who were having issues with the high heels, and that got me to thinking about getting the massage business started. 

Unfortunately, I didn't have a way to let them know about the nighttime business, and massages that they could get, so I figure I would just start at my table, and let it filter out from there, because it was only Monday, and we would be there until Thursday night. 

So the next person who started talking about her feet who was at my table was Stephanie, and she is actually from Henderson, KY, and her and I start talking about what type of business she is in, and I let her know that I am just trying to meet other people around the room,, and I have two separate business cards which I hand out, so this way, the information will get around about the massage business as well as meeting people in my territory. 

Stephanie and I headed back to our table and tried to enjoy the music, and she let me know that her feet are really hurting, and I whisper to her that I will do all I can to make it better for her, after the banquet ends. 

Finally, the banquet ends, and Stephanie heads back to her room, and Isabel walks with me back to mine, and we have a couple of good laughs just talking about what went on during the day, and the types of food which was served at the banquet. 

Before we arrived to my room, Isabel comments: 

"Tim, I noticed you working the room, and handing out business cards, and I got one from a lady who was sitting at the table, and it seems you are running a massage business as well?" 

"Yes Isabel, but this isn't something that the boss man can find out about, understand?" 

"Yes, Tim I understand, but I am wondering how I can get on that list of people you will be massaging?" 

"Are you having issues with your feet as well?" 

"Yes, this has been one of the longest days on my feet in a long time, and I am really hurting from my feet up to my lower back." 

Well, now that the banquet and stuff is over, and we have an early morning, why don't you go and change, and come back down, and I will go ahead and see what I can do for you." 

"Thanks Tim, I will be back in a few minutes." 

With that, Isabel unlocks my room, gives me a soft hug, and we separate, so we both can prepare for whatever the night of massage therapy is to bring. 

This gives me an opportunity to clean up, and prepare the room, and I unfortunately forgot all about meeting with Stephanie, so before Isabel returned, I lit a couple of scented candles, and just made sure the room was a relaxed feeling as possible. 

Before I knew it there was a knock at the door, and it was time for the night's activities to begin.



The Traveling Worker Ch. 07



As I said this trip to Louisville was supposed to drum up a lot of business for me, and the reality was that the first day left me trying to figure out how to be noticed, without giving myself away to all of my colleagues who I work with across the country. I ended up with two potential massage appointments for Monday evening, and that was Stephanie, a Kentucky resident, who was one of the local service providers attending the conference, but only looking to get information from the different workshops which were going on throughout the week, and then Isabel, the Director of Program Development out of my office and one of the co-workers I traveled with. 

I wasn't sure how either would turn out, but I had just left Stephanie to go off to do her own thing, and never thought anything else about her, or set up a time to meet with her, but Isabel on the other hand, we were going to be setting up a time to meet after she changed into more comfortable clothes, because the day of activities were over, and now I was back in the room, just waiting, and a knock at the door, causes me to finish my preparations very quickly. 

As I open the door, I have quite the surprise: 

"Hey Tim, I met up with Stephanie as I was going back up to my room, and I figured we could all have a drink together, says Isabel." 

Stephanie response, "I didn't realize that you and Isabel knew each other, but I am glad, because I don't know a lot of people, and Isabel is helping me become much more comfortable." 

I wasn't exactly sure how to respond to this, so instead of losing my cool, I invite them in, and offer them drinks, until I can figure out what they are up to. 

I try to pull out more information, as time goes by, and we get deeper into conversation: 

"So Isabel, you said you saw Stephanie heading toward the elevator, did you know her prior to that, I ask?" 

"Oh well you didn't know this Tim, but I was sitting at your table during the banquet, and I was one of the people you gave your card to, as you and Stephanie came back to the table." 

"Oh I see, so the truth comes out, and you want that massage still?" 

I get bolder now, knowing that the cat is out of the bag, and seeing that I have her caught in a predicament, but instead of keeping her there, I look at her, and allow her off the hook, and let her know that it is ok:

"we want to make sure that you are well taken care of, and that is why I was passing my cards around, so don't worry, if you want a massage, you can get one, I respond." 

"There is still one thing bothering me though, I say." 

"What is that, Stephanie responds." 

"How do you and Isabel know each other? family, friends, other?" 

"Oh, well we introduced ourselves to each other while getting drinks from the bar, and it just turned out that we were sitting at the table, and I was very intrigued by your massage business, so I allowed for your conversation with Stephanie to continue, so I didn't let you know that I took one of your cards, or that I was at the table, Isabel states." 

I pour another drink, and as I do this, I invite both of them to take off their shoes, and get more comfortable, because I have to find a way to get two massages done at one time. 

The good thing is that the candles and the soft scents are working, because they are relaxed, and the wine which they are working on is helping as well, but it has only been two glasses, because this is something I want them to remember. 

I start with Isabel, and massage her left foot and running some warming lotion over her foot from heel to toes, and massaging in nice and deep. 

Then I go to her right foot, and repeat the same motion, and the entire time, I have my eyes on Stephanie, allowing her to watch the show, and letting her keep her feet on me some where, to feel the heat from my body. Then I tease the toes on Isabel's feet, and go to Stephanie, and go to rubbing the lotion into her feet as well, and ensure that she leans back and relaxes. 

I am a lover of feet, and as four soft feet, get softer to the touch, and begin to slide through my fingers, my cock begins to get visibly hard, and there really isn't much I can do to hide it. 

Isabel's feet are small and very well defined, as in, you can see a lot of work that she puts into taking care of her feet, and getting pedicures and I am just looking forward to seeing how much more she wanted massaged. 

Stephanie on the other hand, had those feet which you could tell she put lotion on, and that she wanted to take care of, but she isn't as thin as Isabel, so it shows on her feet. 

I didn't mind, because I have big hands anyway, and my motto is, as long as they don't smell, and they are kept clean, I can give them a massage. 

So they both do a good job of keeping them clean, so I was ready to move forward. 

"So ladies, what are you looking for in your massages?" 

Stephanie answers first with: 

"I figure that the foot massage is nice, but I am looking for more of a body rub, including a back rub as well." 

Isabel chimes in with: 

"I have no issue with back or foot rubs, but I want my legs rubbed too, so don't forget them." 

I contemplated these statements, and let them roll around in my head and tried to decide if I should throw out the dollar amounts, and figured I would treat them as any other massage clients. 

"So ladies, based on what you have stated for your wants and desires, you are running between $500 and $750." 

"Is that going to be a problem?" 

As I ask this last question, I run my hands up from their ankles to their inner thighs, and pause for emphasis, and then step between them to get more massage oil. 

Stephanie is first to agree to the terms, and then as I come back to begin the massage, I begin to massage Stephanie's shoulders slowly, and as she purr's, I begin to search for skin to run my fingers over, and slowly unbutton her shirt, right in front of Isabel, and I move her bra straps out of the way, and then rub the massage oil over her shoulders and collarbones. 

Then slowly, I drizzle it down her chest, and begin to massage her breast, making her moan out loud. 

Then I take Stephanie to the bed, and have her lay face down, and remove her shirt and bra, so that I can start giving her a back rub, still with no answer from Isabel. 

The good thing is, the way the bed is positioned, she can see my hands roaming over Stephanie's body, and I can sense that she is watching the scene unfold right in front of her. 

I slowly rub in deep circular motions from her shoulders to her lower back, and as I feel her muscles begin to relax, I focus on her neck, and massaging around to her sides as well. Then just as I go down to the edge of the bed to focus on her feet, I feel Isabel kneel on the edge of the bed, and begin to massage more oil into her back, and before I begin to start on Stephanie's feet, I let the scene sink into my mind, because I am not sure where it is about to go, but I figure I will let it play out, and try to keep control of it some how. 

Then I begin to rub her feel, slowly and reassuringly, and just as she feels two pairs of hands on her, she doesn't quite know what to make of it, and she tenses up, and Isabel begins to plant small kisses on her shoulders, and that causes a moan to escape from her lips, and I feel her begin to relax, even though she may not want to. 

Then before I even realize what is happening, Isabel rolls Stephanie to her side, so they can face each other, and the tension in the room is palpable, and you can feel the heat between them, and there was no way I was going to be a third wheel, so I continued massaging Stephanie, trying to keep her comfortable, figuring that Isabel had a reason for going toward her, and the next thing you know they were locked in a kiss of passion, searching for a connection they didn't know was there. 

Then Isabel took control, and had Stephanie on her back, and was preparing to remove her pants, as she was kneeling between her legs: 

"You two don't understand how sexy you were looking as Tim was rubbing that oil into your skin, and how you were glistening." 

One of my wants is to just taste your skin, and lick you from head to toe." 

This was all Isabel could say as she slowly peeled Stephanie's pants down her legs, and was almost out of breath as she inhaled her scent. 

I on the other hand was behind Isabel, taking off her sweater, and beginning to rub the oil and lotion into her shoulders and back, and she moaned audibly, as she kissed up and down Stephanie's legs. Then as I unsnapped her bra and letting her breast free, she was able to slide up and flatten her tongue right up into Stephanie's pussy, and with this Stephanie's legs flew open, bent at the knees, and curled up to her chest. 

"Oooooohhhhh Isabel, your tongue is amazing, please make me cum!" 

All you heard in the room were the wetness from Stephanie's love box, and how much Isabel was going to town, and Stephanie's moans and groans of pleasure. 

I was alternating between nibbling on Stephanie's hips, and her breast and nipples, because it just seemed as if she liked it, but then, an idea hit me, as Isabel was working on Stephanie, I could work on Isabel, because I love the taste of a woman, just as much as the next guy, or woman as the case may be. 

I ended up massaging Isabel's back and shoulders, and then pulling her up to a standing position, I removed her pants, and then laid her down, so that she was her on her back. 

Then even though she had a bunch of questions about what was happening, I had Stephanie up on her knee's, and about to climb on Isabel's face, so that she wouldn't know what I was about to do. 

As Stephanie inched into position, and Isabel's tongue began lashing at Stephanie's clit, and you could tell that Stephanie was riding back up the mountain toward bliss, I began rubbing Isabel's feet and legs, and sensing no tension, I inched up to her thighs, and she was totally focused on what she was doing. 

Then as I inched up higher, there were no panties in my way, I took my thumbs, and separated her luscious lips seeing how wet she was, and slowly and gently, I took my first lick of Isabel's snatch. 

My god, Isabel is not only a good friend, but a co-worker, and this was some of the softest and sweetest pussy I have ever tasted. Her clit was like a little stone, smooth in texture, just waiting to be licked, and her juices were the same, just able to go down smooth. 

I even was able to slide three fingers inside of her, and play with her luscious lips at the same time, and I could tell that she was enjoying it, because her pussy kept clinching my fingers as if little orgasms kept rippling through her, even though she never stopped eating Stephanie. 

So it gave me a chance to enjoy my favorite past time as well. 

We all were able to go up and down the mountain, because bringing two women pleasure was my enjoyment, and I could feel Isabel's toes curling, and could feel the bed rocking, and hear the moans coming from Stephanie. 

I slowly curled my fingers inside Isabel and found that fleshy mound where the G-spot is, and began rubbing it slowly, and hearing the guttural moans coming from Isabel, as she stiffened, and her grinding became more pronounced, I could tell that was the ticket as I flicked my tongue over her clit. 

I went harder and faster, with both the tongue and my fingers, and I guess Isabel did the same with her tongue fucking on Stephanie, because Stephanie got louder, and they both got ready to come. 

"Oh god Isabel! I am Cumming, keep it right there! don't stop, keep that tongue on my clit, I am cumming!" 

As Stephanie came , you can feel Isabel shake, and my tongue lashing on her finished the job, and her pussy walls clamp down on my fingers, as she moans out loud, and her vagina begins to squirt all over my fingers. 

She tasted delicious as she came, and I didn't want to let her up, but I had to, considering that there were two very hard orgasms just had by the two ladies in the room. 

So I let go, and we all tried to ensure that we had an opportunity to catch our breath, and I had no idea what they were thinking, but all they did was sit up, kiss me hard and with passion, and then got dressed, leaving the room arm in arm. 

It left me wondering if I had made a love connection for the two of them, but it didn't matter to me, but I had two more satisfied customers, and another large pot of cash made for a night of work, which I enjoyed very much, and I am almost positive they would be back.



The Traveling Worker Ch. 08



This chapter sets up the next chapter, so I hope you have enjoyed what you have read so far, and that you will enjoy what is to come.




By the time I recovered from the night of raw passion which Isabel Stephanie and I shared, it had rolled into the next day, and I had to get on the move and start the day of workshops. As I said, being stuck with Stewart was something I was lucky for, because he helped me move around a gigantic hotel, with atriums, and moving pathways, and elevator banks with chimes seeming to go off within every ten feet it seemed, but by lunch time I was already thinking about how to get away from him, and move into my night time activities, but I just wasn't sure how I was going to make it happen, or who was going to make it happen as of yet. 

The afternoon workshops had us listening to one of the most productive, successful and richest programmers under our programming schemes, but I was just not sure why she talked all about her, instead of giving tips about how others could become successful, so I tuned out very quickly. 

Of course I continued to take my notes and look interested, but my mind was elsewhere, and I just really wanted to get out of there, maybe even belly up to a bar, even though that wasn't me. 

So by the end of her session, we had one more session left, and that was with an oversight panel of government leaders, and thank goodness I didn't have to take notes for this one, because sweet Jesus was it a snoozer. 

Finally, Stewart and I were finished with our day, and decided to hit the bar for a quick drink, were I could figure out what to do for dinner, and how I would be able to approach the rest of my week as well. 

I ordered a simple rum and coke, not knowing that my night of actually on the job activities wasn't over either, but luckily I didn't drink enough to end up with loose lips, and finally, a couple of other conference participants came in and joined us, letting us know that there would be another banquet style dinner, where they would be handing out awards etc. 

I wasn't sure how I was going to make it through another banquet, but then just as quickly as I thought it, my luck suddenly changed, Cynthia, from my early session came and sat down next to me, as well as a few of my co-workers as well. 

Diamond sat across the table, and Isabel and Yvette were scattered around in other chairs, but there was a young lady I didn't recognize, and I would find out later her name was Mandy. The only thing I recognized her by was the scent of her perfume, and it was something which hung in the air way longer than expected, probably just long enough to know she was there, but not long enough to over power you, and I was hooked on her. 

So there was me and five ladies at the table, and one of which I have already tasted, and as the piano begins to play, and saxophone gets a little lower, my mind begins to race about how I would love to just tickle the ivories on these keys, dancing from black to white, back to black. 

As we all got more comfortable with the banquet, and the salad was delivered, and people began eating, all of a sudden, Cynthia tells me: 

"Tim I noticed you didn't seem at all interested in what I was speaking about this morning." 

"Oh Cynthia, don't be silly, I respond, I was just focused on taking my notes, and didn't want to miss anything you said." 

Feeling her breath on my skin sent my brain into overdrive, and made me wonder what it would be like to kiss her, so I turned back to her and asked: 

"Cynthia, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, how can I make it up to you?" 

"Tim there are many things you can do, but we will have to discuss those some other time." 

Feeling a little rejected, I went back to my dinner, and continuing to talk with my co-workers, and this new found friend Mandy. 

It turns out Mandy and I both like sports, although I am a Jets fan and she is a Patriots fan, and she is one of those people who I have talked to a few times and didn't even realize it, now that we are at the conference. 

As dinner progressed, I hope that people couldn't see the lust growing in my eyes, and I gave both Mandy and Cynthia my card, letting them know I was going to retire for the evening and that maybe we could get together for a drink. 

Of course this also had the massage information on the back of it, and with five women at the table, I left knowing that this always peaks the interest of anyone who reads the cards, and heading back to my room to just try to relax, I was very intrigued by what the evening might bring.



The Traveling Worker Ch. 09



(this story does go across different categories, but I thought I would put it under the category for which it ends, instead of where it begins, please let me know what you think, by voting or sending me feed back)

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By the time I got to my room, Cynthia was already there, and I wasn't sure why, but she stepped in with me, and she was about to let me know why. 

With a quick shove, she had me backed up against the door, and she was in front of me quickly with her knee between my legs with her mouth next to my ear. 

"Tim, I know that you were lying about my session this morning, and I hate liars, so I am here to show you how liars pay me back." 

I don't know why, but the feeling of her breath on my skin, and the smell of her perfume in my nostrils made me just want to devour her, so I shivered slightly, and I wasn't sure if she noticed, but I stood as still as I could, because all of a sudden, I started to get light headed. 

She ran her hand up and down my hardening cock, and pulled me over to the bed, and with one quick shove, I was down, and not really sure what was happening. , As I hit the bed, I started to feel sleep overtake me, and as 

Much as I tried to fight it, the last thing I remember was feeling her curl up next to me to say goodnight. 

I must have been out for a long time, because the next thing I heard was someone knocking/ banging at the door and having to yell. 

Bang Bang! 

"Security" 

"Tim are you in there, it's Yvette, and Diamond." 

I was so out of it that security had to key the room, and that is when I saw a side of both Yvette and Diamond which I had never seen before. 

"Oh Tim, are you ok? Says Yvette" 

Diamond rushed to my left, and Yvette rushed to my right, and security attempts to call in what the issue is, but he isn't sure, so he just waits. 

"What happened? Asked Diamond"

"I am not sure, I was up here hanging out with one of the ladies who was at the table from last night, and we were getting closer, and as we hit the bed, I just got very sleepy." 

As security looks around the room, and compares it to my story, the feeling is that I may have been drugged, but there were no glasses used from my room. 

As he tells his theory, I have to make sure this doesn't get around, and that I get up and get ready, so I check with everyone to make sure they will keep it quiet, and realize that my head is pounding, but I know I can make it down for our second day of workshops, maybe a shower will help. 

Yvette tells Diamond to go ahead and get to her workshops, that she would stay with me, which shocked me awake, but as Yvette held my hand and was telling Diamond she would take care of me, I could tell I was in good hands. 

Looking around where my money clip usually would be, I noticed my money was gone, and so were some of my massage oils. 

Yvette noticed what I was looking for, and questioned why I was looking for it, and I just handed her one of my cards. 

"Now Yvette, you have to understand this massage business has to stay private, because I don't want it to become public knowledge." 

"Tim you can trust me, but it looks as if your money has been stolen from you, and I am sorry about that." 

"Don't worry Yvette I will get the money back, and if not, I won't worry about it." 

I went off to shower, and to try to get my head to stop banging, and the soothing water was certainly helping, but being that I knew I had to get ready for the workshops, I try to hurry myself up, but just as I thought I was almost done, I felt two hands on my shoulders beginning to rub the knots out, and trying to get me to relax more. 

Those small yet soft hands were working magic on me, and what could I say, I relaxed under her touch, and even though she wasn't in the shower with me, all the bad memories from the night before began to melt away, and I just let my neck roll back and forth as she slowly moved her thumbs over the individual muscles, and the grooves in my neck as well. 

Before I fell too far into this massage, I turned off the water and made sure that Yvette knew what kind of affect she was having on me, so I asked that she hand me a towel. 

Before she knew it, I was out of the shower, and drying off, so that we could get ready to go, but she had other plans I guess. 

"Tim, I wanted to make sure you are doing ok, and that you have no ill affects from last night, so why don't you lie down." 

"I can tell everyone that you don't feel well, and get you excused from the day's activities." 

"Are you sure? I respond" 

Yvette assures me that everything will be fine, and at the same time, she gave me a peck on the cheek, but she has a serious desire for my cock, but she is glad that I can't see that lust in her eyes. 

As I wrap the towel around myself, and leave the bathroom to dress so that I can lie down, Yvette is out right behind me, and I begin to realize that even though we have worked together for along time, that I treasure Yvette, and that she can be such a nice friend as well. 

With a hint of playfulness Yvette comes and gives me a pinch on the ass as I was bent over looking in my suitcase for a pair of shorts to wear. 

As I jumped up and turned quickly, my towel slipped, and that is when Yvette took her opportunity, she pushed me gently to the couch, and climbed on my lap and kisses him softly. 

Moaning softly as my penis got harder between her legs, I slowly began to run my hands up and down her slim body, but as I reached her hips and her luscious waist, I smiles inwardly, knowing that I may soon be taking her from behind. 

We kiss slowly as if searching for something, and Yvette held my shoulders for support, as she rocked up and down my shaft, doing a dry hump, as she is still completely dressed. 

Breathless and with desire, we both had a decision to make, and I began to nibble down her neck right to the top of where her bra and shirt were showing, and there was very little said, she was just seeming to enjoy the attention, as her hips continued to move slowly as she slid further back, encouraging me to taste her nipples. 

The good thing about Yvette was that she was small enough for me to pick up and carry, so that is just what I did, so as I picked her up, her flip flops fell to the floor, and we kissed more, and then she laid on the bed waiting to see what would happen next. 

Before I made a move, she sat up, and began stroking me, and licking the head of my cock, and making sure that I was ready for her. 

While she was playing with my hardness, I was removing her shirt and bra, and making sure her motor stayed running, because I could tell from the warmth of her skin, and the hardness of her nipples, that she was ready to go. 

I kept giving her encouragement, stroking her head, and trying to make sure that she would take my love stick as deep and as much as she wanted. 

"Yvette, you know you want that cock, so please don't stop." 

"You know you are making me feel good." 

I stopped her performance on my cock, and then pushed her back on to the bed and pulled her pants off, and noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties, and that pushed more blood into my cock, and I was even more ready to bury myself to the hilt. 

I ran my fingers from her clit to her puckered asshole, then I slid my fingers into her and she began moaning out loud. 

"Oh, Tim, that feels nice, give me another finger, please." 

I started with two fingers, and that was because I didn't want to hurt her, but upon her request I slid three fingers into her, and her legs flew wide open, and she pulled them into her chest and began bouncing on the bed as she also began fingering her clit. 

"Mmmm, ooooo, yeah that's it baby, I knew you could do it, I always have looked at your hands as the ticket for me." 

"Uh god, yes, Tim, harder, curl your fingers inside me, yeah, that's it!" 

Now I started to really pay attention to every detail of what was getting her off, because I could tell that she and I enjoyed some of the same things, and I began to nibble her thighs, and suck on her labia, and that was the one thing that drove her over the edge. 

"Yes, right there Tim, keep sucking, you are going to make me cum!" 

I kept my fingers curled inside her, and instead of letting her fingers finish the job of the orgasm, I let my tongue do the job,, and it sent me into overdrive, and with just a few flicks of the tongue, I felt her legs clamp over my shoulders, and her vaginal walls squeeze my fingers, and she squeals with delight. 

With that, I pulled my fingers from her pussy, and slid between her legs, and pinned her below me, with her arms above her head, and positioning my cock at her entrance, I let her see the lust in my eyes, and I felt her curl her legs into her chest, and I slowly with one inch at a time enter her. 

We moan together, as if we knew this was going to happen, and I loved the feel of her tight pussy, and it is like I could sense her face contorting into bliss, but she was sending me off into the land of ecstasy, as she began to grind her hips, and then using the bed for leverage, she bounced, and we found our rhythm. 

All you could hear was the sound of two people in the rhythm of good sex, and grinding together, one seemingly dominating the other, but that wasn't the case, we were going stroke for stroke, and hanging with each other. 

Finally, Yvette, breaks her hands free, and decides that she has to be taken from behind, and I knew that from this position, I didn't stand a chance, because holding on to those womanly hips, and even those breast, I didn't stand a chance. 

As we got into position, and we began grinding together, and I felt her glove trying to milk me, I decided to hold on to her breast, and pull her off the bed, so as she held on to the bed, we went at it harder and harder, and this was threatening to cause me to explode from the toes, but I was holding on for every bit I was worth, I wasn't going to let her push me over the edge, I wanted to cum on my terms. 

"Come on Tim, cum for me, god your cock feels so good, I know you want to come, I can feel your cock swelling inside me." 

She was starting to swirl her hips now, and I couldn't stand it now, so I laid her on the bed, and began giving it to her harder, and she gave it to me good to, and finally I felt my cum boiling up, and I let loose with a fury. 

"Oh yeah Yvette, you know you have wanted me for a long time, so I am going to cum for you, just for you, and I am going to make you swallow all of my seed." 

With that, I pull out of her, and make her begin sucking my cock, and I explode with a load which I haven't seen in years, so much that she loses some of it, but she takes it from her lips and rubs it on her clit, and has a second quick orgasm, as she finishes me off. 

With Yvette and I having missed the morning sessions, we decide to shower up and try to join everyone for lunch, and what can I say, considering how she treated me, on that day, I never ever forgot what Ms. Yvette did for me.



The Traveling Worker Ch. 10



By the end of the second day, I was feeling much better, but just ready to get the trip over with, but there was more work to be done, and workshops to be attended and staffed. 

I assisted with registrations, and also with note taking, but ultimately the third day was rather uneventful. That is until Diamond and I ended up having Dinner that night which lead to very interesting conversation. 

Diamond and I really were like close friends, and could talk about anything, but I never considered her for the type to want a massage, or to even be someone I would hit on, but after seeing that she would rush to my aid and make sure that I was ok, and also keep secrets for me, I had a whole new level of respect for her. 

I also found that I would end up having to pay back some form of debt before that night was over as well. 

Diamond and I went to one of the hotels restaurants after the final session was over, and just had a quick dinner with a few other patrons, and essentially were just shooting the breeze, about work, kids, about being ready to head home, and making sure that the rest of the conference goes well, but then the conversation turned when she asked if I would like to meet her in her hotel room for a night cap. 

This was a surprise to me, just because we had never approached this level before, and we had always been respectable, and to some degree, she even knows some of my dirty laundry. 

I gladly accepted, and just figured I would try to keep it friendly, because I didn't want to lose a good friend, or the level of respect which we had for each other. 

Considering that her and I have worked together, and we talk everyday, I know my mind has wandered on a few things before, but now that it was right there in front of me, I wasn't exactly sure what was going to happen, I just knew that I couldn't let the other things that have happened on this trip get in the way of spending time with her, because she is something special, and different from the rest of the group. Besides being the oldest, she is also the easiest one to share and communicate with on a different level, and that is one of those things I cherish about her. 

After walking around and speaking with some of the participants, and staff members, I stop by my room, and by this time it's about 8:30 pm in the evening, and I rang Diamond to see what she had in mind. 

"Hey Diamond, It's Tim" 

"I wanted to find out what time you wanted me to stop by, because that wasn't something we discussed earlier." 

"Well, Give me about 30 minutes, and you and I can meet up, so we can hang out some more, is that cool?" Was the response I received from Diamond on the other end of the phone. 

"That's fine with me, and I will see you then." 

With that we hung up the phone, and I went about preparing to hang out with her, and not being sure what to expect, I grabbed a quick shower and just put on some slacks and a polo shirt, to ensure that I was comfortable, but presentable. 

Next thing I knew Diamond was there at my door ready to go for a stroll, and we decided to head back to her room, and since we were on the same floor, she went the short route, so that we couldn't be seen by others. 

Arriving back to her room, she brought me in, and we went out to the balcony area, where there was a table and chairs for us to relax, and sit and talk, and although all of the rooms have the balcony area, she had a corner room, which gave her balcony more space, and also a view of the river down below. 

Sitting down to the table, I noticed that there had been fruits spread out on the table, and we began to sample some of them, just listening to the street noise and the river down below, and just enjoying the beautiful night given to us by nature. 

Just as I started to really zone out and enjoy the feeling of being there, I was broken out of my own thoughts by the sound of Diamond beginning to speak by her saying: 

"Tim, you know you gave us all quite a scare yesterday, and part of me inviting you up here tonight is to make sure you are ok, because the boss wanted to make sure, but also for my own selfish reasons." 

"Diamond, I am fine, and you know I was pretty scared there myself for a while, and I really appreciate you and Yvette looking in on me, without you two, I wouldn't have gotten through yesterday." Was my response back to her. 

"So you can let everyone know that yes I am ok, and after getting through the workshops today, I am feeling much stronger." I continued. 

"I am glad to hear that, she says, because I have heard rumors from some of the ladies about you giving massages, and now I am going to be selfish and ask for one of my own." She finishes with a low tone and a hint of mischief in her voice. 

"Oh, is that what all of this is about?" I say. 

"Yes" is her simple response 

With that I feel her beginning to run her toes over my calf and I can feel her staring directly into my eyes,, as if burning a hole into my soul, and slowly and surely I take one of the pieces of peach off of the tray, stick it in my mouth, and begin to slide it over my lips and deeper into my mouth, as if sucking the juices out of it. 

With this display, her foot stops moving, and I can tell she likes what I have done, and I repeat the display with a piece of pineapple, then a piece of strawberry. 

With the last piece of fruit I hear a small gasp escape her lips, and I can now tell that the tide is turning, and I have to quickly capitalize, or else I will show my hand, which is a huge bulge in my slacks. 

With that I stand very slowly, move over to where she is seated and begin to touch her softly yet firmly, and ensure that I take my time. 

Enjoying the night's coolness, I begin to touch her shoulders and her neck, and her skin is very warm and very smooth, and even without the massage oils that I have used, my fingers glide over her skin effortlessly. 

Then adding a twist, I drizzle some of the different juices over her shoulders , just enough to let her feel the drops, and I begin to lick from her left shoulder, to her right, going across the back of her neck, moving her long hair to the top of her head, and nibbling on her ear lobes along the way. 

As I only taste the fragrance of her skin, I go back to lightly massaging her shoulders, and slowly I push the straps of her dress down off her shoulders, letting them rest on her biceps. 

From what I was able to tell, her dress was a one piece backless number, and because her hair was so long, she didn't have to worry about showing to much skin. 

As much as I wanted to continue the massage right there on the balcony, I had something even more special planned for Diamond, and standing her up, I spin her to me, and putting her dress in order, we stood there looking at each other and holding hands, trying to decide if we were really going to make that move. 

I pulled her into me, so that we could feel the warmth of each other, and smelling her womanly scent, and feeling her soft body against mine, helped me make up my mind, and I turned her face up to mine and we kissed for the first time, and it was a soft warm kiss, nothing hard about it, just enough to show that the passion was growing and that we were both there in the moment. 

Then as if I knew what her room was set up like, and as if she knew what I was asking her for, we both headed right into the living room space, but we weren't going to be watching TV. 

We kicked off our shoes, and I took off my shirt, and I stood behind her in front of the full length mirror, and asked her to undress for me. 

She looked back as if to ask if I was sure, and I massaged her shoulders to let her know that I was going to be right here with her, and I whispered to her to describe it for me. 

She slowly started with confidence in her voice: 

"First I am going to reach down under my dress and roll down my panty hose, all the way down to my feet." 

As she did this, she bent over right in front of me, and pushed her ass right into my hardening cock, and I gave it a hard shove right into her ass to show her that I wasn't backing away. 

"Then, if you could help me, unsnap this one hook on this dress, I can take the straps off my shoulders." 

Was the request I saw, but didn't hear, because she was bending her arms behind her to grab at my hands to put them on the hook which I needed to unfasten. 

With one quick motion the hook was undone, and slowly I was rubbing my finger tips between her shoulder blades, and it seems her back was a very sensitive area for her, and it was continuing to get her aroused. 

I couldn't keep the advantage for long though, because she then, shrugged off the shoulder straps, and let the dress slide to the floor, and oh my goodness did I want to kiss nibble or lick that trail right down to the carpet. 

"So, Diamond, what do you see when you look in the mirror right now?" 

"I see me in my bra and panties, and you in your slacks, and I feel like you are over dressed."

"Do you like what you see?" I continue with my line of questions, trying to decide how far I should take it. 

"Yes." 

The whole time we were standing there at the mirror, I was rubbing her shoulders and her back, making sure that she got the massage she asked for, and then as she got down to her bra and panties, she knew she had the advantage, so she pushed herself into me, and wrapped herself into my arms, and began running my hands up and down her belly. 

"Mmmm, Diamond that feels nice, you should stop before you cause my cock to get harder and I come all over myself." 

With that statement, she begins to grind her ass up and down on my cock, and I begin to run my pointer finger and thumbs over her nipples, and they are like little nubs, which you can feel the sharp points at the end of them to suck on, and she hasn't even gotten out of her bra yet. 

I then go ahead and un hook her bra strap, and slide it off her shoulders, and she also lets that puddle at her feet, and then she turns to me and kisses me with a fiery passion, and unfastens my belt and pants, and seeing how hard I am, she begins to stroke me lightly knowing that I can explode at any moment. 

Letting me slide out of my pants we both stand there looking over each other, and then she walks away toward the bedroom, and thinking I have the upper hand, I don't follow, because this will give me a chance to calm down as well. 

We play the game of cat and mouse for at least 10 minutes, and no one moves, but since my services have been requested, I break first, and go toward the bedroom to see what I can do. 

"So Diamond I hear you have requested my services for a massage, what can I do for you?"

"Well, a simple foot rub is all I am good for now, because I just took care of a little problem I was having." 

Thinking to myself she can't be serious, I proceed with giving her the slowest and most sensual foot rub I can, trying to rub all the tension away, because with the way this week has gone; I know that she has been under plenty of stress. 

Knowing I can give foot rubs for hours, I just continue to alternate from toes to feet, to arches to heels, allowing for her to relax, and I am trying to see if there is any visible reaction. 

Besides a couple of moans of pleasure, not much came in the way of visible reaction, so I decide to turn up the heat a little, to see if I can push the envelope. 

I begin to massage her legs, and her calves trying to ensure that the relaxation spreads throughout her body, but also trying to get closer to the prize, from my point of view. 

"Diamond please let me know if you have had enough, or if you want me to go further, or how you are feeling." Was my response, after the standard hour long massage went past. 

"Tim, I can see why the ladies rave about your hands, because it has been hell holding out on you for the last hour, and trying to not give myself an orgasm, just by playing with my nipples." Was Diamonds response back. 

"So you have been turned on by what I have been doing, but you didn't want to show it?" 

Why not?" 

"Well Tim, it kind of hurt my feelings that you had your chance to come in here and go for it with me, but you didn't take it, you waited for me to do something, and then nothing happened, so I kind of lost the urge." 

"Then when you touched me, it all came back, but I guess pride got in the way." Was Diamond's answer. 

I curled up next to diamond and kissed her softly, and before you knew it the passion was building again, but I just wanted her to know: 

"Diamond, you and I have been friends for a long time, and we know a lot about each other, so I have a lot of respect for you, and I wouldn't want to do something to mess that up." 

"Tim I agree, but you have to also understand, unlike everyone else, I have had a crush on you for a long time." 

With that revelation, I threw caution to the wind, and just made sure that I cherished every moment, and gave every piece of myself to Diamond, so that we could enjoy what we had. 

I slid in between her legs, and as she spread herself open, I could smell her arousal, and could feel how fat her clit had gotten, and the fact that she had gotten so wet, and my cock was going to soon be invading that space, had me dripping with pre-cum, and harder than granite it felt to me, and hotter than the sun on an August day in Houston. 

I took my time, inching closer, making her practically beg for it, giving her mini orgasms as I inched in deeper and deeper, holding her down on the bed, as I slid all the way home. 

Then pinning her hands down on the bed, her legs wrapped around me, slowly we began to grind together and her clit and my pelvic bone would grind together, and she would shiver and whimper with delight. 

Then finally it happened, she came it one short spasm, then as I let her arms go, she held on to me with a long spasm which caused her body to clinch down on mine, and to clinch my hard member inside her, and it felt good, that it was tight, wet and warm, and all I could do was rock back and forth in short thrust until she relaxed. 

Then after that first big orgasm, she rolled me over, because she was ready to go harder and faster, and we were going to make sure we both went all the way. 

"With no mischief, no pain, no remorse in her voice she announced, I am going to ride you hard, and you are going to get the fucking ride of a life time." 

There was nothing I could say, nothing I could do, I just held on, and even though she started out slowly, as she found a rhythm, we both began panting, and trying to make sure we didn't pass out from a loss of oxygen. 

I could feel her wetness squishing out of her and coating my cock with every downward thrust, and it felt delicious. 

"Oh yeah, come on baby, you want this cock deep inside you, ride me harder and faster." Was the only response I could come up with, as I could tell we were both getting tired, but I was no where near coming. 

With this Diamond changed her technique, she went slower, not faster, and began to really grind her hips with every stroke. 

I then reached up and felt her breast for the first time all night, and all I can say is wow, why didn't I do this earlier, they were perfect, a D cup, hefty but firm, and they seem to do the ticket for her as well, because as I twisted and pinched her nipples, she moaned out another orgasm, and as she came down squeezing my hard shaft inside her and just holding me there, I could feel my come starting to boil up inside me. 

She then leaned over and teased me with her nipples, and allowed for me to play with them with my tongue, and that was it, hearing her moans sent me over the edge, and with two thrust upward, and her thrusting back down on me, I came hard, and deep inside her. 

With that, she collapsed on top of me, and we kissed a soft yet warm kiss, and it was like we didn't want to let go. 

Knowing that this was going to be the last night before we were to fly back home, we enjoyed a late night snack, and also enjoyed each other one more time before I headed back to my room for the night. 

The next day was uneventful, with breakout sessions and the closing ceremonies, and smiles and handshakes all around, for what turned out to be a very successful conference, but a flight home for me on the other hand, just means I would end up having to return to my day job, at least now I have people I feel I can always count on. 


I hope you have enjoyed the traveling worker in Louisville, and although completely made up, it was still a joy to write. 
Please stay tuned for the traveling worker going to Baltimore.



The Traveling Worker Ch. 11



As the months flew by and we all got back into our routines of gathering information on how to better serve our clients, and making sure we met our monthly quotas, the process of turning over the bad apples began, and bringing in fresh faces started. 

I was a custom to this having been with the organization for a while, but one thing I didn't expect, was for them to bring over the fresh young face of Jade, who started as an intern, then worked with a few other departments prior to moving into the world of contracting. 

Jade was exquisite in many ways as I have gotten to know her over the years, she loved to talk about everything from relationships to politics, she was hard working and she took care of her body, by working out everyday, but most of all, she always smelled nice. 

The key to her joining the team was that instead of only seeing her occasionally as we passed each other in the halls, I had opportunities to now work with her on projects, travel with her, and to train with her as well on new projects which were coming up, and that was very exciting to me. 

So as Jade took all of her learning opportunities, we all learning more about another group session being implemented in short order coming up in just a couple of weeks, after Jade started, and essentially, it would be a three day long lecture series on bridging community employee's together, and pooling resources. 

The teams roll, was to ensure that we provide what our roll is to each community, kind of like what happened at past meetings, but in a shorter session, because we only had one day. 

When we heard we only had one day, there was a collective gasp in the room, and I knew I would have no time to make choices or decisions about getting business cards out into the audience, as I have done on other trips, but I wasn't sure about what my options would be, so since we had a couple of weeks, I decided to take a couple of days to think about this, and to see how things would go. 

In the next few days, I felt my anxiety rising, because all of my co-workers would be there, plus Jade, who was the new girl, and the more I was around her, the more I really wanted to get to know her. 

I had the problem of realizing that both Diamond and Yvette would be traveling with us as well, and although we have all been cool since our past trip, I wasn't sure if they would want more attention in Baltimore. 

Soon I got my answer. 

Just a couple of days prior to the Baltimore trip, both Yvette and Diamond entered my office shortly prior to when we all were to be leaving for the weekend, and the building was practically empty, but some lights were still on, and they stopped by with the pretense of ensuring all of the carpooling had been setup, and I knew who I would be riding with. 

"Tim, Yvette and I were going to be riding together up to Baltimore and we wanted to make sure you have a ride, so we came down to see that you will be taken care of." Diamond whispered to me softly. 

"Um, yeah, I figured I would ride with one of the drivers considering there are three or four of them." I responded. 

At this point, I feel Diamonds hand running up the inside of my thigh, and stopping as she reaches the lower part of my slacks, and she cupped my balls and began rolling them in her fingers. 

I tried to keep my composure and keep typing, as I hear my door close softly and listen to Yvette walking toward me. 

"Well, after what you did with the both of us in Louisville, we just wanted to make sure that you won't be lonely in Baltimore, so if you need anything, and we do mean, anything, at all, you give us a call." Yvette said, as she begins unzipping my slacks to free my now hard member from is prison of boxers and slacks. 

"Why look at that Diamond, it seems Tim here does want to give us a little gift before we get to Baltimore, what do you say we give him something to remember us by?" Yvette stated, with mischief in her voice, as she kicked off her heels and began to tease the head of my cock with her toes, as she sat on my desk in front of me. 

Diamond responded with a simple "absolutely." 

The entire time, I was seeing my dream of learning Jade's fetishes and bringing them to the surface vanishing before me, but I couldn't resist two of my favorite co-workers.

Then as Yvette continued teasing the head of my cock, Diamond did the unthinkable, she began to strip right there in front of Yvette and I, and she began describing the scene knowing that I would get a thrill from it. 

"Tim, do you remember how I stripped out of my dress, in Louisville, well, I am going to do that again right now, and make you listen to every word, but this time you don't get to touch." Diamond said as she walked to the corner of my desk, and began her tease. 

With her words, my cock began jumping and squirming , and instead of continuing to play with the sensitive head on the now stiff member with her toes, Yvette turned us toward the action, and kneeled down on the floor next to me and held my cock in her hand, just running her thumb over the tip playing with the pre-cum. 

"First I am kicking off my shoes and taking out my hair pin." 

As she kicks off her shoes, she motions her shoes directly at my feet, to let me know she was done, and she then twirled her long flowing hair into my face to show that the pin was gone. 

"Now one at a time, I am going to let Yvette nibble the buttons open off of my blouse, and no Yvette, you can't use your hands." 

This seemed as a little bit of a surprise to Yvette, but she slowly crawled over to Diamond, they shared a soft kiss, and then she began the task of unbuttoning the buttons on Diamonds shirt. Before I knew it, the Blouse was laid over my hardness, and Yvette was slowly stroking me with it, and I was so close to Cumming, but there was no way she was going to let me cum yet. 

"Guess what Tim?" 

I hear in my left ear from Yvette

"Diamond's not wearing a bra either, and I just sucked both of her nipples too." 

With this I groan loudly, and just slump back into the chair defeated. 

"I hope you two are enjoying this, because when I have my chance, you will pay for this, I promise you that." I state with the most matter of fact tone I can muster, and in the most sinister voice I can get out considering how horny they had me. 

"Now for the skirt." 

Diamond turned away, wiggled out of it, and slid it down her shapely hips, with no fan fare, or triumph, she knew she had me. 

With little effort, they give each other a high five, knowing that they had gotten me back, and they knew that there was nothing I could do about it, so I slid my slacks down, and just held my pre-cum soaked cock, and offered it to them. 

At this point someone was entering my office; I could guess who it was, but I didn't really have a good idea.



The Traveling Worker Ch. 12



12--Final

As the door slid open slowly, I quickly composed myself under my desk, and Yvette and Diamond hid in the corner behind my desk out of sight. With the light off in my office, not much could be seen, but I could hear Jade's shaky voice entering my office, and my shaft quickly sprang to attention again, as thoughts of her walking in on this scene began rolling around in my head. 

"Tim, are you still here?" I hear from the other side of my desk. 

"It's me, Jade, I wanted to discuss the training in Baltimore in a couple of days, and wondered if you could answer a couple of questions for me?" 

"Jade, I am still here, but I was just about to pack up and go home for the evening, I am trying to finish up a very important call, can we discuss this on Monday?" I answer with no waiver in my voice. 

"Um, sure, ok, I guess I will see you on Monday." 

Thanks Jade, you're the best." I respond 

"Can you pull the door on your way out?" 

As I hear the door shut, I hear Jade walking away, and Yvette and Diamond come out and congratulate me on a nice save, and within seconds I have my slacks down to my ankles, Diamond on my lap, and my hardening mushrooming head burying deep into her well lubed pussy. 

With this Diamond moans out loud, and begins to rotate her hips on my lap, and I feel Yvette, removing my shoes and the rest of my slacks, so that she can kneel between my legs. 

Even though I wonder why, I soon feel her tongue lapping on my balls, and I feel Diamond stiffen on my lap, as her groans get deeper, and as she leans back on me, and I feel her hands leave the arm rest, and following her hands, I noticed that they were wrapped in Yvette's hair. 

Yvette was Lapping at Diamonds clit while Diamond rocked back and forth on my rock hard shaft, and then without warning I felt Yvette's warm tongue nibbling and nuzzling at the base of my hardness while sucking at Diamonds clit, as if she was in a feeding frenzy. 

Finally, Diamond and Yvette decided to switch places, and all I could do was watch the scene, knowing that I remembered how tight Yvette's pussy was, and the groan which came from me could have attracted some attention, but I didn't care, I was enjoying the two women for every bit they wanted to give, and letting them enjoy every piece of each other. 

By the time Yvette dropped down all the way on my shaft, and leaned back, and I tweaked her nipples, and heard those moans, and the slurping which came from Diamond and that experienced tongue going from my cock straight to Yvette's clit and back down, I was ready to come. 

I told Yvette and Diamond as much, and Yvette pulled me out of her, and let cum splash on Diamonds lips, and on her clit, and I gave two more squirts that just fell between the two of them. 

Then before I let Yvette go, I felt Diamond lapping up as much of my juices as she could get, and then she pulled Yvette to her feet and they shared a passionate kiss pushing my cum between their out stretched tongues. 

I thought this was the most erotic scene I could ever imagine, and my tool began to come to life again, and before I pushed one or both of them to the wall and took further advantage of the situation, I swatted both of them on the ass, and hurried them to get dressed and out of my office. 

Just as I did this, I heard a click, and I couldn't be sure, but I thought my door was closing, but who was it? 

The rest of the night went along without a hitch, and so did the weekend, although all I could think about were the three women of my desires being in the same room at once, and two of them being completely nude, and the third being completely in the dark. 

Why didn't I try to include Jade in the mix, or let Diamond move out into the open to be seen? 

All of these were questions which went unanswered, because by the time Monday rolled around, I had to begin moving toward a plan to get Jade interested in working with me while in Baltimore, and from the sounds of it, it wasn't going to be easy. 

I started off Monday by making sure Jade had all of her questions answered about the training session, and also keeping away from Diamond and Yvette, because the object of my desire was Jade, and she needed my complete and undivided attention. 

So I began to be around her more, laugh with her throughout the day, and to make sure that she knew I wanted to provide her with attention. 

Then just before leaving the office knowing that the next day we would be leaving for Baltimore, I made one of the boldest moves ever: 

I went to her office, and leaned over her chair and whispered to her: 

"Jade, I am not sure if you know what was going on when you entered my office on Friday evening, but I want to make sure you have the time of your life in Baltimore."

"Find me after the dance is over, and I will explain everything to you in more detail." 

With those words, the clock began to tick on whether or not Jade would show up, but I could feel her leaning back in her chair listening to every whispered word in her ear, every gentle caress of her skin as I massaged her shoulders, and inhaling deeply as the aroma of the massage oil and my cologne filled her nostrils. 

As I let go of her shoulders and straightened up to leave, I even heard a groan of frustration , so I felt as if the game was on, and I knew with less than 24 hours to go before we got to Baltimore, that it was going to be an eventful trip. 

Fortunately or unfortunately, Jade didn't ride with the rest of the team to Baltimore, so we all met up at the hotel, registered, and then sat down for opening ceremonies. 

With that, I felt a tug on my hand, and a whisper: 

"I will find you tonight, and we have some things to discuss."

In a flash she was gone, but her scent lingered, as if she sat on my lap, it was a heavy rose scent, which I was looking forward to finding out more about, but I had to concentrate on getting through the day first. 

From session to session we went, enjoying the presentation, and making sure that we gave out cards, and that we met our community advisors and every time I smelled that rose scent, or Diamond or Yvette was around, I had to take a seat, and hide my hardness with a table cloth, because those three women were going to be the death of me yet. 

The final event of the day was to be a mixer where we as a team were to stand up and give a presentation about what we do as individuals and talk about how we can help out our regions to perform better. This took the longest time, because the whole time, all I could think about was Jade, and getting to the after party festivities. 

Listening to everyone giving their presentations gave me different idea's about what I should do with the area's I work with, but the key to providing an effective presentation is all about having command of the material, and being able to command people's attention, and Yvette and Diamond were excellent at it, so I listened intently, and enjoyed every word.

Finally the presentations were over, and we mingled with the crowd for quite a while, but I snuck out into the hall to get away from the crowd noise. 

Before I knew it Jade found me, and we were riding up on the elevator, with it being necessary for me to have an escort to my room. 

"So jade, you said we have a lot to talk about, what did you mean?" 

"Tim, I thought you should know, that I." 

Just as she was about to off load whatever was on her mind the elevator chimed to let people on, and we couldn't speak freely, so we had to wait. 

So, just a few more floors, I kept telling myself, and knowing that it could all turn-on a dime and she could go bad before we get to my room. 

Finally, with what seemed like the longest elevator ride ever, we made it to my floor, and there were some people getting off on my floor as well, but heading in the other direction, so we began looking for my room, and I took out my key, to show her the room number, and took the opportunity to graze hands with her. 

She relaxed with his soft touch, and as I held her shoulder to walk to my room, I began to massage slowly, and she slowly walked looking for the room, and as we arrived, she opened the door, and walked me into the room. 

As the door closed, we looked at each other, and I asked again: 

"So you said we had some things to discuss?" 

"Oh, yeah." 

She seemed a little nervous, so I invited her in, and asked her to have a seat, as I kicked off my shoes, and clicked on the TV, and we began to talk: 

"Tim, I wanted you to know that on Friday, I was there to discuss the job, but I noticed shoes and clothes in your office when I came in." 

"Were you with someone? 

"Yeah, I guess you can say that." 

"Well, I wanted to let you know I saw some reflections off your back wall when I opened the door from the light in the hallway, and I was curious as to whom it was, and what was going on." She continued. 

"So what are you getting at Jade?" I ask, with a bit of wonder 

"Well, I ended up hanging around the office taking care of calls and stuff, and I heard what was going on in your office." She responded.

"So that was you at my door huh?" Is my question back to her?

"Yes." Is her simple response 

"What did you think about what you saw?" I ask, as I slid over closer to her 

"Well, it was a very erotic scene, but I couldn't see everything, because it was mostly behind your desk, I could just hear how much you liked it, and hear the wetness from the girl in the room." 

"Well guess what Jade, there were actually two women." 

With this she gasps audibly, but doesn't move in her seat, and I move right next to her and place my hand on her knee, and begin to stroke her gently. 

Over the next 20 minutes I detail exactly what happened in graphic detail, leaving nothing out, stroking her knee and leg, and bringing her foot into my lap and begin to rub her foot gently. 

With this, I can see that she is relaxing even further, and beginning to enjoy the attention, so I begin to push her for information. 

"So jade, do you think you would like some of that attention that I just detailed to you?" 

"I think I could go for that and a lot more Tim, and I think there is something I would like for you to do for me." 

"What is that Jade?" 

"I can't really ask for it, I just have to show you." 

With that, Jade took her exit, and went back to freshen up, and in less than 30 minutes she came back so that we could enjoy each other again. 

She came back with a bag full of lubes and lotions, and she dropped her clothes, and kneeled on all fours on the bed, with her head buried in the pillows, giving me the signal that she wanted anal play. 

This wasn't what I expected, but I knew I couldn't just drive in with no foreplay, so I flipped her over, and began kissing her everywhere from toes to lips, and then back down to her thighs. Then I dove into her clit, and I lapped back and forth over her clit making her moan and groan in pleasure and pain, but she spread her vaginal lips open giving me better access to her clit and then she pulled her knees into her chest, spreading her ass open as well. 

I then played with her anal opening, and this shot her to the moon for the first time, and her cream was delicious, and it almost made me forget what I was doing, but I continued to play with her anal opening, spreading her open even further, and she loved every minute. 

Before I knew it, I could get three fingers into her pussy, as well as into her ass

, and using both hands, I was doing it at the same time, able to play with her clit and G-spot, and tickle the inner walls of her ass, getting her ready for a nice hard cock. 

She finally couldn't take anymore, she wanted a hard dick, and she clamped down on my fingers and pushed them out of her, and in the sexiest voice I had heard in a while she said: 

"Tim, I am going to get on my hands and knees right now, and I want your cock in my ass." 

You didn't have to tell me twice, I was up off her clit, waiting for her to assume the position, and instead of waiting, I surprised her, and pushed her on her back, pulled her ankles on to my shoulders, and lined my cock up with her ass. 

"mmmmmm, Tim, I have never had my ass taken this way before, but I know this will feel good, please give me that hardness of yours, please, come on, get it in me now!" 

I rolled her up on to her shoulders, and teased her ass, made sure she was sufficiently wet, and placed my cock at her sphincter, and pushed gently. 

Once she began to roll her hips, and rock back and forth, we found a rhythm, and the next thing you knew, I was pounding her ass hard enough that she was bouncing off of the bed, and she loved every minute of that as well. 

I rocked her back and forth, I bounced her up and down off the bed, and we both groaned and moaned into ecstasy. 

Jade did one of the sexiest things I ever had done to me, she gripped my cock with her muscles and she made me pound her harder with shorter thrust and she moaned louder because of it. 

The consequence was that I couldn't cum, so even though I was grinding harder, she was squeezing the muscles which would allow me to cum, and it just wasn't going to happen as long as she was doing that. 

The good thing was as soon as she stopped, she was tired, and I could keep going, and I was on the verge of letting go. 

I played with her clit allowing her to also have mini orgasms as I pushed myself closer to the edge. 

As I went over the edge, I bent down and sucked on her nipples, and she came hard as I played with her nipples with my tongue, and feeling her ass clamp again, just made my orgasm last longer. 

We laid like that in orgasmic bliss for a good five minutes allowing for us both to relax, and as I slid out of her, I curled up allowing for us to feel the warmth from each others bodies. 

We ended up showering together, and I had to have her ass again where she bent over inn the shower, and I just held on to her hips and held myself inside her, letting her grind on me as she enjoyed the feel of my stiff rod deep inside her. 

We didn't really want the night to end, but I knew that in order to consider the trip to Baltimore a success, I had to keep myself from going much further, or else Jade would have ended up with the upper hand. Leaving it the way we did, I felt like she was going to be coming back for future visits, because we were certainly a pair, with me being and ass man, and her wanting her ass penetrated. 

So overall, the Baltimore trip was a definite success. 

I hope you enjoyed the traveling Worker series, and unless the mood strikes me with more characters, this will be the final chapter. 

Please vote and let me know via email who were your favorite characters and chapters, because i can always develop the characters in new stories. 

Peace

Tim W. Ly