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Travel adventureWhy do they schedule appointments late Friday afternoon? Easy, they are one of the world’s largest companies, certainly the largest in their industry and one of our biggest customers. Also, our rep can’t seem to say no, and no skin off his back, he is driving distance. Worse, the meeting is in Hartford, and if you have ever tried to get a flight anywhere from Hartford on Friday evening, you know there might not be one and if there is, connections and layovers are involved. And it’s snowing – great. My flight out is Saturday at eight. So here I am, riding down the elevator to grab a bite and a drink (several really) in an airport hotel. This will be a hopping Friday night. A crappy start to a dead weekend including a Saturday of travel. The good news, I’m a regular here. I know Mellissa the bartender, the front desk staff knows me and takes care of me – upgraded to a suite on Friday evening (nobody else is using it). It could be worse.The elevator door opens, I cross the lobby toward one of my most frequented bar/restaurants – all of them are in hotels or in Airline clubs (Hartford has no club). I have STATUS, a dubious distinction. This is not my first Friday night in Winsor Locks. As I enter the bar, Mellissa smiles, gives me a wave, grabs a 22 oz glass and starts drawing a local IPA – I love Mellissa, she understands me. Mellissa’s only other customer pipes up with “Look Mel, the Friday Night Loser’s Club just doubled in size. Clearly a founding member as Mel knows what to pour.” Mellissa gives me a smile saying, “You haven’t met Debbie I take it. Another one of my wayward regulars. Debbie, this is Mike.” Seriously when a bartender knows your name in a hotel in a city 1500 miles from home you know you travel too much. Right, now you are hearing the Cheers song “You wanna go where everybody knows your name” zonguldak escort (waiting for Norm to walk in). Just in this case everybody is Mellissa and now Debbie. Debbie taps the stool next to her and says with a sarcastic voice, “Sit here Mike, I’ll make room for you – CROWDED tonight isn’t it Mel, I’ll speak up if you can’t hear over the crowd. Mel is going to make SOOO MUCH on tips tonight, this place is ROCKIN. Oh and Mel, if you have time, get me another one of these.” Pointing at her half-finished pink something-tini in her martini glass, clearly not her first or her last. Mellissa rolls her eyes at me and asks if I want to see the menu.I want to see a menu, just not this menu. I know everything on this menu. Or maybe I would rather be drinking a fine wine as I burn a ribeye in my backyard with no menu at all. I say yes thanks and what the hell I take a seat next to Debbie, who happens to be the best looking, most interesting and only client in the bar/restaurant, which excludes Mellissa who is not a client. Though somewhat obnoxious, she isn’t bad looking, a bit younger but close enough to get the Cheers reference, well dressed though a bit rumpled. I look at her and say “Long meeting today I guess.” She with a piercing gaze – “How did you guess that, my attitude, need for a drink or the wrinkled blouse?”. Mellissa – “Take it easy on him Deb – he’s nice” to me – “She needs to get food in her”. Debbie – “Isn’t Mel great, always knows what I need, Spicy Shrimp.” Mellissa, sets pink drink down “Coming up”I lean back in my bar seat, take my second cold sip of beer annoyed with Debbie, feeling a bit sorry for myself and to some extent her but very happy to be done with the big meeting. All day with tech people of all types – 20 in all, with just me and the account exec to manage the meeting and best of escort zonguldak all we got the deal done.While Mellissa is still out, Debbie leans over, says in a kind voice, “Sorry to be such a bitch. It was a long day, from 10 till 3 with Poindexter-Procurement, Larry-Legal and Veronica-Vendor-Relations.” She is now leaning over with her hand on my shoulder – she goes on. “No lunch, no corporate support from my side. Six years with these guys as a good customer and we can only send me. By the end I wanted to pop the Procurement guy’s pointy head and shove the Legal guy up my boss’s ass, but he was not there and thought better of it anyway” Wicked grin. Did I say her blouse was falling open – a bit….I can’t help but laugh – “Happy to say my day was better than yours, long meeting with lots people, tough questions, stressful, but I think we got the deal and we went to lunch downtown.”Debbie with a grin – “Fuck you, rub it in. No, better yet, give me a backrub.” I smile, start to stand. Her other hand goes to my thigh as to hold me on the stool. “k**ding” she says, leaning in, clearly giving a direct visual down her blouse at her D’s or C-plus anyway. As I pull my eyes back up out of foul-territory she looks at me with a shit-eating grin. Her hand squeezes my thigh a bit.Mellissa walks back in with the shrimp. Debbie says “Mike is getting that, cause he had SUUCH a good meeting today and feels bad for me. He is also getting the next round which means he better finish that one as he is lagging…….. k**DING”. Me to Mellissa in a sarcastic tone “Is she always like this?” Mellissa – “Sometimes worse…”. Debbie with fake puppy-dog eyes at both of us – “But you love me and I get what I want”This banter and teasing goes on for some time. I couple of other bored business people have come, quickly eaten and gone throughout zonguldak escort bayan the evening (clearly not REGULARS, was Debbie’s comment for each). I have been enjoying the banter, and Debbie is actually nice, sarcastic, assertive but nice. Better yet, her obvious peep show and not so subtle touching has me more than mildly aroused. Mellissa is in the back again. We had picked up our tabs earlier and yes, I got the shrimp and the next round. Debbie – “What time is your flight in the morning? Mine is at 10”. Me – Confused, not sure if she is offering a ride to the airport or looking for one… “Mine is at 8”. Debbie – “Well then, mister early bird, we better get to it.” My questioning look is no surprise to her. “You thought I was an amusing tease, playing while we bide our time in this fascinating airport hotel.” That is when her hand landed back on my thigh and slid slowly toward my growing erection. “We are going upstairs, to my room, or yours and you are going to finish making my bad day better” as her hand finally reaches its goal.We head for the elevator. Once inside, she is all over me. Pushing me back against the wall even before the doors finish closing. Her hands are all over me, her knee pushes between my legs and she is kissing me aggressively. I don’t even begin to resist. I can almost smell her pheromones mixed with her perfume and the vodka. She has not only pinned me against the wall but something about her has grabbed the primitive part of my brain and won’t let go. The elevator has not move, cause you gotta press a button to make that happen. She looks me right in the eye saying “Before we go up, you have to understand that I get what I want.” She is grabbing my rock hard cock through my slacks as she says this. “If this goes forward, big boy, I get to play and you will enjoy it but we are doing it my way. Now are we going up to your suite together or are you going to spend the night wondering what you missed?” I can only nod. She gives my cock a hard squeeze and says “I thought so. We are going to enjoy this, now swipe your card so we can get to your room.”

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