The Work Trip
I stretched in my seat and rubbed my eyes, feeling the tension in my body. It was a long flight and I couldn’t wait to get to my hotel room for even a few hours of proper sleep. Soon my plane landed and I could finally stretch my back. While I was walking through the tunnel into the airport’s building I slowed down and pulled out my phone, turning on the camera to take a look at myself. I shouldn’t have cared about the way I looked, no one could look good after such a long flight, but I did. And the reason why I felt this way was getting more and more obvious to me.
When I found out I was going to Japan for the work trip I felt eager. I always wanted to visit the country and get submerged in the culture, but there was another reason for my excitement, one that I tried to ignore - James, my coworker, lived here. So far the only way we connected was through Zoom calls and even during these brief moments I felt that there was a connection between us. We often talked about things that didn’t have anything to do with our work and it made me feel like I was a teenage girl who was having a major crush but, I’m not going to lie, it felt nice to be this excited about someone! And now that I was about to meet him, things were shifting. Would I still feel the same way about James once we meet? Will he feel the same way about me? I wouldn’t know until I saw him.
I took a deep breath and walked out of the terminal, then into the waiting area, looking around. There he was, James standing about 6 feet tall, slightly taller than I had expected and wearing a blue button down shirt just like he said with a wide smile on his face.
“Hi,” I said shyly, walking closer to him.
“It’s nice to finally see you this close, Anne,” he smiled in return, taking my luggage. “Wow, this is heavier than I thought.”
“That’s the weight of being a photographer,” I laughed, trying not to think about the cheeky thing that was tucked between my equipment. When my roommate, Vanessa, was dropping me at the airport she presented me with a belated birthday gift – a neatly wrapped vibrator. She said that I’d need it, given how little action I was getting over the past few months which to be fair was valid, considering how busy work has gotten now that my advertising company offers multiple packages that included global services.
“Hope you didn’t wait for me too long.” I moved to stand beside him, as we started walking to the exit.
“I wouldn’t care if it was longer, because any wait would’ve been worth it.”
I tried my hardest not to squirm at his words. I didn’t want to look like a naive, easily impressed woman, but my body had a mind of its own.
“How was your flight? Hope it wasn’t too tiring,” he asked, distracting me from my thoughts.
“It was long, but nothing I can’t handle,” I assured him. It was an early morning in Japan, but I still was ready to go to bed after a few restless hours of sleep on the plane. “I’m surprised you’re the one meeting me. I thought they’ll just send the driver.”
“They wanted to, but I volunteered to go instead.”
James didn’t follow up on his words, we just continued to walk to his car, but I didn’t just want to hear more, I needed to hear more.
“Is there a reason for it?” I asked once we stopped next to his car.
James turned to me, looking down at my body before he glanced back into my eyes. I felt fully awake at that moment, my heart beating fast.
“Isn’t it obvious?” James asked, his voice low. “I wanted to finally meet you in person and besides, who better than me to make sure you get to your hotel room safely.”
Heat ran through my body at his words and I didn’t know how to react. Was he always this sweet? Luckily, James got busy with my luggage and I could get into the car and have a breather before my thoughts began to race. I’ve felt this electricity between us before, but now, that we were this close, it was ten times stronger.
“We’ll be at the hotel soon, so you’d have time to rest,” James said to me. “Unless you had something else in mind?”
“No, the hotel is fine,” I smiled, not sure if his words meant something or if it was just my imagination. Our drive to the hotel took much less time than I expected. Our conversation just seemed to flow so easily that I wasn’t even thinking about the time at all. After parking the car, James followed me into the hotel, but all the while I could only think about one thing – I didn’t want him to leave my side, not right now when we finally met.
Our small talk continued to the reception and we were having such a good time bantering. The check-in process went smoothly and soon I had the keys to my room in my hands. Turning over to James, I politely asked, “So you don’t have to walk me all the way to the room if you don’t want to, you've already done so much for me.” As soon as I said those words, I bit on my tongue, secretly hoping that he would come with me.
“Hey, that’s no problem at all Anne. I promised Mr Mitsumoto (our client) that I’d take great care of you and so I must insist.” Grabbing my luggage, James led the way towards the lift lobby.
I don’t know if this was his way of charming me by being such a sweetheart but whatever it was, he was definitely leaving an impression! I just nodded, trying to hide my excitement. We stepped inside the elevator and part of me was excited by the fact that there were only the two of us in this small space.
“Honestly I still can’t believe that you came here after all! I know how busy your schedule must be back in Singapore, but Mr Mitsumoto really insisted that we flew you this weekend because he really loves your photography and your aesthetic eye for detail and quite frankly, I couldn't have agreed more.” There was a warmth and sincerity in his voice and I couldn’t have felt more appreciated and seen in that moment. Then, I felt a light touch on the back of my hand, which at first I thought was an accident but, when the back of his palm continued to stay there, lightly brushing up against mine, it left an impact on me more than I would’ve liked to admit.
Taking my chance, without any words, I gently extended my pinky finger towards his, then the rest of my other fingers, pretending to give them a bit of a stretch. He reciprocated. In that moment, every floor that went by felt like an eternity and with each tease, it shot electricity throughout my body and I knew for certain that I wasn’t alone.
‘DING!’ As the elevator door opened, there was an awkward moment at first then, James held his hand out to open the door ushering me to walk out first and I coyly exited, tucking my hair behind my ear. After a short walk down to my room 801, I finally spoke.
“So, I guess this is goodnight. Thank you so much James for all your hospitality!”
“No problem, glad I could help.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow at… 8am?”
“Yes, that’s right, well… I shouldn’t be holding you up then…” With arms wide open, James leaned in for a hug and I followed. Pressing my chest up against his, he gripped me firmly, both forearms around my back and we stayed that way for a while. I could feel my heart about to explode at this point! As we slowly pulled back, his arms began to loosen its grip, gliding them down from my upper back to my lower back then resting his hands on my hip. Our eyes meet and now our faces are just inches away from one other. I could feel him breathing over me. Heavy. Hot. flustered. Just like mine. Then, without missing a beat, instinctively, our lips immediately locked in with our tongues rolling around passionately, wet and hungry in each other's mouth.
There was a rush in our movements, even if we didn’t acknowledge it. Both of us wanted to just get inside and close the door. I could barely scan my keycard while James struggled to push my luggage into the room. Closing the door behind us, we turned around and continued to pash faces as we clumsily found our way into the room.
With every kiss, excitement and desire filled my body and I opened my mouth for him, feeling his tongue inside. All my tiredness was long gone, transformed by the desire I felt in James’ arms. His mouth was still moving against mine when his hands dipped under my top, touching my stomach, and moving to my breasts. I let out a whimper and James stopped, looking at me.
“Is this okay?” he asked, making me smile. It was endearing to see how much he cared about my comfort. I grabbed his hand, pushing it up until it was laying on my breast.
“More than okay,” I grinned, ready to give all of myself to him.
My trembling hands went to his shirt, fighting the buttons and pulling it off his shoulders, putting my palms on his hard chest. My top was off too, his mouth moving against the top of my breasts, sucking gently and making me moan softly.
“You sound so hot,” James said, sending a rush of goosebumps up my body. “I want to hear you moan louder.”
“Mmm, you’d have to work for it,” I laughed.
“I love a challenge,” James kissed me again, this time messily, making me think even more about the wetness between my legs. “I’m eager to see how much of a mess I can turn you into.” This is a totally wilder side to James that I never imagined existed and somehow, it was hitting all the right notes with me.
After this offer our clothes got off even faster. At that moment I didn’t care that James could see my body for the very first time, that I could see his. James stepped closer to me, his hand laying on my waist, then moving down over the curve of my hip, making me feel excited about what was going to happen next. He looked me right in the eyes when his palm slid lower, right between my legs, making me gasp.
“You’re so wet already Anne,” there was a smug smile on his face, but I didn’t care about it, not now when I could feel his fingers against my clit. “I can’t imagine what you would’ve done if I wasn’t here.”
“I…” I could barely collect my thoughts and he wasn’t even moving his hand against me yet. “Well… I happen to have a vibrator with me… you know… just in case.”
James laughed softly, pulling his hand away, just to push me closer to the bed.
“I love a woman who comes prepared, but I hope you’d prefer my company at the moment.”
“Don’t ever doubt it,” I smiled, feeling growing heat between my legs. I needed James to touch me right this moment before I would start begging him for it.
“I’m sure I can make you cum harder than any toy could anyway,” he moved around the bed and laid on his back, his head resting next to my hips. I looked down over the length of his body, enjoying the view of his hard cock. “You should let me show you.”
He tugged on my leg and I didn’t realize what he wanted at first, but soon all of my doubts were gone – James wanted me to sit on his face. With my cheeks burning, I did it but turned myself so I would face his body and his cock. I wanted to make him enjoy it just as much as he did.
“Come here, sweet Anne,” I heard his words, before he pulled on my thighs, making me lower my body.
His tongue was on my clit in an instant, teasing me, making me moan out loud. The strokes of his tongue were slow and gentle, only igniting my desire. But I didn’t have to suffer alone, did I? I leaned over him, my breasts resting against James’ stomach when I started to lick his tip slowly, my tongue brushing over the firm softness.
“Go slower,” I heard him groan.
“You too,” I could only answer, trying to prolong our mutual pleasure.
The more insistent his tongue was against my folds the deeper I was taking him in my mouth. What started slow and gentle was now turning into something fervent and rushed. My pussy was aching with the pleasure I felt when James was flicking the tip of his tongue over my clit again and again, making my body tense in anticipation. When I was sucking him I was just matching what he did to me, my lips aching around his shaft.
Another one of my moans was muffled with his cock and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. I pushed my body forward, letting him see my even wetter slit.
“Make me cum,” I asked, leaving his cock for a moment. “Please.”
“Gladly,” I couldn’t see James’ eyes, but his husky voice told me all I needed to know.
I continued to move my mouth over his shaft, while James pushed his fingers inside my slick core, fucking me fast and insistent. My walls were tightening around him, his thumb on my clit only making my pleasure feel sharper, before my body gave up, letting the pleasure flood me. All of my moans were still muffled by his length, my orgasm squirting onto his chest, creating a mess that James didn’t seem to mind at all.
I tried my best to continue pleasuring him, but seeing my climax seemed to be enough to help James finish too, his warm cum filling up my mouth. I was just glad that I could make him feel just as good as I felt. I rolled off him, laying on my back.
“I don’t think I’d be able to catch any sleep after this,” I confessed, hoping I didn’t look like too much of a mess.
“Then I have another offer,” James smiled, moving closer until our faces were against each other. “We could continue.”
I smiled, leaning for a kiss.
Sleep is overrated anyway.
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