The spark of pleasure was shockingly strong. Her tingling skin flared with a heat that rushed downward to the growing wetness between her thighs. She barely contained a moan. Nearly forgetting her audience, Jenn teased her own nipple again, feeling it harden under her touch, feeling the electric heat rushing through her skin.
Beside her Karl shifted again, pulling her attention back to him. She hid a grin as he moved his conference program over his lap, concealing the obvious bulge in his pants. Jenn felt the hot wetness growing between her thighs. Distantly, she worried her skirt might be getting damp.
Smiling, she returned to toying idly with the button of her blouse, twisting it casually between her fingers. She found that if she held herself just right, the heel of her hand brushed tantalizingly against her hard nipple. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Karl watching her.
She was surprised when suddenly the lecture ended. The morning was over, and people were breaking for lunch. In the seats around, conference attendees, oblivious to the aroused pair in their midst, started to stand. Flushed and hot, Jenn stood as well. Karl, still seated next to her with his program held over the tent in his pants, smiled politely at her.
“Well,” he said, his voice a little rough, his eyes following the sway of her breasts. “That was interesting.”
“Yes, that was fun,” Jenn smiled. Feeling wicked, she moved to face him. Her knee slid between his legs, the hot bare skin of her leg pressing against his thigh. As she leaned over to speak to him, she knew that happened to put the gap of her blouse just at his eye level. “I think I’m going to go to hotel bar. I could use a drink and maybe I’ll get something hot.”
“Will you now?” Karl grinned, slowly lifting his gaze from her tits to look up at her face. The heat of his gaze was positively blistering. Jenn’s breath quickened, her breasts heaving as she smiled back at him.
“Would you like to join me?” Jenn said breathlessly.
Slowly, Karl rose to his feet. Their bodies, Jenn thought, were perhaps a bit closer together than even the narrow confines of the lecture hall seating required. His strong chest didn’t really need to press against her heaving breasts. His well-muscled thigh certainly didn’t need to still be between her legs, pressing the tight fabric of her skirt against the hot, wet folds of her otherwise bare pussy. Absolutely that large, hard bulge in his pants shouldn’t press firmly against her hip.
“I’d love to,” the man replied.
“Let’s go then,” Jenn grinned mischievously, taking a quick step away from him. Turning decisively, she swayed out of the lecture hall.
****
Jenn was halfway across the hotel lobby when her phone chimed. Grinning, she plucked it from her purse while turning and smiling at Karl.
“Hi honey,” she answered brightly.
“Hi,” Dan’s voice came through the phone. “How’s the conference going?”
“Honey?” Karl mouthed silently.
“Well, this morning’s seminar turned out to be a… lot… of fun,” Jenn smiled at Karl, who smirked back.