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Sammie and Phil were away on a work trip together, tented up in separate hotel rooms on the same floor. Phil, a single guy in his mid twenties, had known for a while that this trip was coming. He had repeated thoughts in his head about what it would be like to seduce Sammie, also mid-twenties. The only problem was that she was a newlywed. It was the challenge of somehow sexually connecting with the girl he sat next to for over a year, with conversions never going out of bounds. Sammie had been at the company longer than Phil. She was probably perceived to be higher on the totem pool. A petite girl, she carried herself with a quiet confidence, a silent swagger. To Phil, shorter girls just seemed capable of carrying such a tone, as the power was packed in their demeanor. Persuasion was done with their personality, a necessary means to help compete with the longer legged beauties. It was this that Phil was drawn to. Not a barbie-doll face, Sammie had a girl next door look. A pale faced, dirty etimesgut escort blonde, with small facial features, she never showed weakness. After the work day wrapped up, they headed back to the hotel. Walking into the lobby, Sammie said, “Dinner in thirty,” in a more verdict tone than proposal. Dinner together, which was common amongst co-workers, lasted an hour or so, with no surprises. They both shared a few drinks. Phil’s attempt to take the conversation elsewhere led to no success. For he was a shy guy anyway and wasn’t the best with steering conversation. Going up in the elevator, Phil, a tall, slender dirty blonde with an attractive face, had given up the chase in his mind. He seemed to be a worrier, often times appearing apprehensive in the office. His hungry sexual appetite was hidden under his timid personality. To somehow lure Sammie into his room, or to find a way to get invited in to hers, seemed undoable. The thoughts were finalized eryaman escort in his head, no way she had interest, she was just married, shame on him for hoping she was thinking what he was thinking. She had never shown an inkling of flirtation anyway. These thoughts of lustful resignation populated Phil’s head as Sammie stood in front of him. Seemingly ready to escape back to her room, she waited near the door for the elevator to come to a stop. From this view, Phil had a perfect look at Sammie’s full, heart-shaped ass in her tight jeans. It was a larger ass than normal for a girl her size, as she stood only an inch or so over five foot. Her short hair sat just below her neck, which seemed to go perfectly with her short torso and plump round ass. Her ass was looking especially tasty to Phil tonight, who just gazed at it, realizing he would likely never get to see it up close and personal. As they walked off, Sammie muttered, “Come in for a minute, I know you sincan escort want to.” Phil’s cock immediately bulged, as his brain too raced with possibilities. What did that line mean? Could she possibly be referring to what he was hoping for? He responded with a giggle and almost nervously said, “Why do you say that?” The next thing that Sammie said was a line that Phil would jerk off to for many years to come. “You know you want to fuck me,” she said sternly. Phil, trying to hide his excitement, paused, as he could not gather up words to reply with. So Sammie filled the silence, saying “As long as this never leaves the hotel, okay?” Phil, still in shock, nodded yes. As they walked into her room, nothing was said. Phil, still star gazed on Sammie’s ass, was completely overcome. He had a rush of panic come over him. Please don’t cum too fast, he thought to himself. He couldn’t believe what was about to happen. Phil got the feeling that Sammie wasn’t in the mood for any foreplay. “I just need a good fucking, okay? You know how tough life on the road is.” The candid remark made Phil even more turned on. He thought to himself, wow, she just wants a good fuck, and is attractive to me enough to let me do it. Knowing that now, gave him a level of excitement he had never felt.