Tamara, I miss you (part 2)

Dumbfounded I said ok and quickly turned and walked away; dumbfounded because I had a very noticeable erection and I felt embarrassed because I was very sure she felt me getting hard while she embraced me. That night/morning, I fucked Nikki and fantasized about Tamara; I was confused since I really did not find Tamara to my liking; she was not my type yet I just could not get her out of my head!

I kept my behavior toward Tamara completely professional at work; business as usual. She continued using me as a shoulder to cry on whenever she had issues at home and I gladly sat and listened to her. I went as far as giving her my personal cell number and would occasionally text her funny pictures and other oddities that made her laugh.

However, things changed when we (Tamara and I) were tasked with conducting an audit of one of the warehouses of our new acquisition; the assignment was for 4 days and we flew out to Colorado. My assistant set up our rooms and we were next to each other; with a connecting door. The first day we arrived was business as usual, we drove our rental car from the airport straight to the warehouse to get acquainted with the building and to gather some documentation. That night we went over the documents and man was I impressed! The brain on that woman was absolutely amazing! (I knew our work would be easy). The second day was long and tiresome but we got everything done; 4 days worth of expected work was completed in 2 days! (Thanks to Tamara). So now we had 2 days to kill so we drove around and got acquainted with the city; we had a ton of fun and I noticed Tamara was having a blast.

I am absolute carnivore and I always find a local place (when I travel for work) and use my per diem to get me a nice steak dinner. I asked her if she was interested and without hesitation she responded yes. I found a great place and told her to be ready since I was able to get us a reservation. She asked if it was fancy and I told her no, jeans were good if she had them (I doubted this since she wore very Christian long skirts ALWAYS). Later, while I was getting ready, I heard her voice (loud) through the common door our rooms shared. She was yelling at her husband but I could not capture what she was saying; I did capture the end of their conversation and I remember her yelling at her husband, “You figure it out, they are your children too; I have something very important I need to do now!”.

I then heard her door open and knocking at my door, I opened and it was her, smiling, asking if I was ready; I responded, not sure what I said but I could not believe what I saw, there she was, wearing a nice fitted sweater and jeans!! Wow, what a different woman stood in front of me, I though to myself, “those jeans fit her like a glove” and they did, I noticed the delicious and very obvious thigh gap, and I caught myself muttering, “Nice jeans”. She blushed and said thank you. I wanted to see more and I stayed behind a bit to “close my door”; I let her walk in front of me and then I saw that delicious curvy ass!!! I felt my cock getting hard and I had to pull myself together, and rather quickly.

We made it to the steak house and sat down, instinctively I asked the waiter for wine menu but then looked at Tamara and apologized since I believed she did not drink (Adventist and all). She immediately responded saying that her husband was the non-drinker in the family; asking the waiter for a glass of the sweetest wine on the menu. Boy was I surprised!! Our conversation during the meal was initially work centered, we broke down our findings and the recommendations we would present once we returned. Our conversation then turned to our personal lives, she asked me about Nikki and I asked her about Bernard. She was buzzing, I could tell, she would slur a word here and there but when I asked about him, she laughed and said, “He called me and he was mad because I brought jeans with me and then he wanted me to talk to our kids because they were not listening to him; he can be such a baby!”. I absolutely laughed and may have spit out my wine!.

She appeared more liberated, maybe liquid courage but she was critical of her husband and how he was so jealous of her for making more money than he did, always throwing it in her face when he got mad. She went on a tirade about how his religion mattered more than her and their children and (to my absolute surprise) how he was not taking care of her sexual needs. I may have had my mouth open after she said this, maybe she noticed the look on my face and she immediately said, “I’m sorry, that wasn’t right for me to say”. Not skipping a beat I told her not to worry, that I was intrigued as to why he would not, “take care of her sexual needs”, and she went on another diatribe about how he always had an excuse to not have sex and when they did, he always finished so quick. My god, I laughed so hard at this!! I remember Tamara saying, “Don’t laugh at me, it’s not funny” making a sad face (playfully). I responded that I was not laughing at her; just at her husband. I then took a bit of a risk and threw out my first feeler; I told Tamara, “ You are sexy, I don’t understand why he is not blowing your mind everyday”.

Tamara took a deep breath and said, “Do you really think I am sexy?” And without missing a beat I threw out feeler number two responding, “I think you are absolutely stunning and if I were your husband I would be enjoying you every day, for as long as you would let me” (liquid courage and my hard cock made me say it!!). She smiled, and that made me feel good. We then talked about her kids (boy and girl) and she showed me photos and since I had no kids, I showed her photos of my dog “son”. We finished our meal and made our way back toward the hotel; felling brave I asked her if she wanted to go grab a drink or if she wanted to call it a night, she responded that she was having fun and was ok with grabbing a drink. END OF PART 2

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