HR from work

Hi. I'm a 25 year old guy working at one of those mind-numbing jobs. I've had a crush on the human resource girl (let's call her Mrs. HR) since the day I started. She's married, and has a kid. But the only thing that made work worthwhile was flirting with her and watching her carry that gorgeous little body around the office so casually.
We got on a work trip and I saw my chance. We were booked into a hotel room and had to stay there for a week as we attended an event and tried to get new clients. One room, close quarters, something had to happen. I escalated the flirting. I attended our daily morning call in my pajama bottoms alone, letting my sculpted abs open to view, and she used to blush and smile and say "Real subtle..." and I knew she liked what she saw. But it was just little insignificant things like that the whole week. I'd cop a feel and she'd giggle and say "Sorry, married woman, "off limits" sticker right here-" and she'd show her wedding ring. Another time I pretended I forgot something in her room, when I knew she was changing and she'd left the door unlocked. She was in her bra and panties and looked amazing. She shrieked a little and grabbed a blanket to cover her. I pretended not to notice and went about the room searching for my imaginary files, but I could feel her blushing and glaring at my act. When I gave up and was about to leave the room, she called me. She put down the blanked, leaned her hand on her waist, and said "Listen, I'll tell you the same thing I tell Mickey (her kid) about the good china: you can see, but don't touch...deal?" I said "Deal" disappointedly and left.
There were other little things like that every day. The fourth day of the conference there was a major after party. We both got drunk, headed to the room, and fucked like animals. The next day though, she couldn't remember much and told me it was a one time thing and it was never going to happen again, she loves her husband. I agreed.

On the last day of the conference, we landed a major client. We had lunch with him and closed the deal. When we were leaving our table in the restaraunt, the client joked to us, "Guess you're both eager to get back home now that the conference is done...And you- (he pointed to her) I'm sure your husband can't be too happy about you sharing a room with a grade-A jock like this guy (he pointed to me.)" We half-laughed at the joke, but we knew something had happened. For a few seconds after that we looked into each other's eyes. At the room we didn't say anything for hours. Dinner was quiet, and she took our plates to the sink. I followed her. When she turned around to face me, we stared into each other's eyes longer. Before we knew it we were in a deep, passionate kiss. I don't even know how we got our pants off, but I was inside her instantly, but it was a slow, deep, instense and hard fucking, slow and intense, not like something careless. And she moaned beautifully.
After she came a few times on that kitchen counter, we moved it to the bedroom, ditched all our clothes in the process and fucked all night. At the end of the night we knew we were going to continue this after getting back home. And we did.

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