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    Date: 9/1/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: _brent_123, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    slipping one then two fingers as deep into her pussy as she could reach. My hands too were glistening as was my fully erect cock. Precum was beginning to leak from the slit of my cock, mixing with the lubricant wetting my throbbing organ. She was getting into it completely now. I could sense by her more frenzied play and the way she was rocking against her hand she was close to cumming. Ahhh, I loved that. My favorite thing in the world is to see and/or hear a woman cum. I was not ready to cum yet but seeing her getting so aroused was making me closer. My cock was throbbing and rigid and I could sense cum welling up in my balls! ‘RING RING!’ went my phone. ‘Damn,' I thought. ‘Terry calling to make sure I made it okay.’ “Hello?” “Hi Brent.” It wasn’t Terry, but Heather. That was a pleasant surprise, and here I was with my cock in hand. “Uh, Hi Heather!” I stammered, my voice almost betraying my arousal. “My seminar is only across the street, when I saw your truck here on my way back I thought I’d stop by. I’m downstairs.” “Oh, uh. Okay.” I replied. “Still doing dinner tonight?” “Uh, sure,” I answered as I continued to stroke my cock, I was more and more aroused as I listened to her voice. “Great!” she sounded as happy as I was. “Umm, Brent?” “Yeah?” “It's kinda embarrassing, but do you mind if I use your bathroom? I hate public ones, and my hotel is across town. I don’t know if I’d make it.” “Umm,” I began to panic, I had to clean-up fast. “Okay. Sure. Room 118.” Damn, why ...
    didn’t I have a room on the 10th floor or something. “Thanks, be right there,” she said and the phone went dead. I quickly slammed my laptop closed and threw the lubricant on the desk into a drawer. Jetting to the bathroom I quickly wiped my hands and cock on a small towel and ran back out. I was slipping my pants up over my half erect cock when there was a knock on the door. I threw my shirt on and opened the door while trying to remain composed. “Hi!” Heather smiled, “you’re a lifesaver, thanks.” “No problem. Right in here,” I waved my arm to indicate the washroom. ‘Whew,’ I thought, ‘that was close.’ I glanced around the room and saw that the camera was still set-up. It was obvious what it was aimed at, being under the desk. I quickly unplugged it and threw it in a drawer. With one last look around the room for evidence, I turned on the TV, and sat on the sofa in front of it. Heather was a few minutes in the washroom, and came out smiling. Man she was attractive! She wore a very businesslike skirt suit, a white blouse, and moderate heels. Her make-up was not overdone, nor her hair. She was striking. “Thanks again.” “Oh, you’re welcome. Anytime," I told her. “So what time do you want to eat? And where?” “Oh, doesn’t matter much to me.” “Me either, but you have to help me celebrate tonight.” “Oh? Why’s that?” “I just found out that I’m in this seminar because I’m getting a promotion,” she said with that giggle that melted me. “Really?! That's awesome! Good for you! Champagne it ...