from the net, circa 1996
I guess that I've known Beth for about 3 years now. I meet her when she was hired to be sales rep on
the East Coast. Our company makes medical diagnostic equipment and all of the sales reps need at
least a working knowledge of how to fix or calibrate the instruments that we sell. This is where I fit in. I'm
the National Service Manager and it's my job to train the new reps on some very basic repairs that might
be needed in the offices where the equipment is placed.
Beth is 35 years old, 13 years my junior, she has red hair, dark green eyes and a body that shows she
works out regularly. Her tits are on the small size and she has slim legs that look great with the knee
length skirts she wears. She has a great personality but absolutely no mechanical ability at all. I usually
spend about 3 days with all the new reps, more than enough time to show them everything they need to
know about our instruments. After 5 days with Beth, it became clear that she would never be able to
handle what needed to be done in the way of minor repairs. I talked with her boss, the National Sales
Manager and explained her problem. He said that he wasn't concerned and that she would probably
learn it as time went on. He said she was one of the best sales reps he had and that meant more than
her ability to use a screwdriver.
I was able to teach her a few things that would help her look good to her customers until she could get a
service person to the account to fix any real problems. Beth turned out to be the number one sales rep
her first year with our company. She also was the one that needed more service calls to her accounts for
minor problems than any other rep. At our National Sales Meeting she was rewarded for her efforts with
a plaque and a sizable pay increase. After the sales meeting, all the reps and service people went to a
local night spot for dinner and drinks.
As we all arrived and took our seats, Beth made a point of sitting next to me. When she sat down, her
skirt pulled up on her legs, giving me a beautiful view of her thighs encased in silky black hose. I love to
look at women with black hose on, I think it's extremely sexy. While we ate dinner, she thanked me for
all the support that my department gave her during the year. She said she wouldn't have been able to be
the top rep without our help. Our conversation then turned to other things such as what her goals were
for the coming year and what she did as a hobby. Just as I thought, she was into working out every
chance she had. She said that when she was on the road, she would always stay at motels that had an
exercise room. She didn't like to spend time in the bars in the evenings because she was always getting
"hit on" by salesmen who were also away from home and looking for some fun in the evenings. She said
she tried going down to the bars when she first started traveling, just for a drink and to watch sports on
the big screen TV. She quickly got tired of having to put up with all the horny salesmen and started
working out in the evenings instead.
We talked about our personal lives, something we never did when she was doing her training in my
department. I found out that she had been married twice, both times for 2 years. Both of her husbands
were salesmen and were also on the road constantly. She found out that both of them were spending
their evenings away from home fucking anything that moved. At this time she had been divorced from
the last husband for about 5 years and was dating a young lawyer. She was happy with their
relationship, neither he or she wanted to get married just to date and enjoy each other's company. She
asked me how long I had been married and when I told her 26 years, she couldn't believe that those
types of marriages existed anymore. I told her that I had one of the best women around for a wife and
we were not just married but also best friends. She seemed very impressed and said I was truly lucky to
have such a great marriage. I agreed and our conversation turned to world events and sports for the rest
of dinner.
After dinner, the younger crowd, decided they would go to a bar with a band and have a few more drinks
before calling it a night. Beth asked me if I was going and I said no, I was getting too old, at 48, for such
a night out. She just laughed and said I didn't look or act that old and that I should let loose once in
awhile and join the crowd. I declined again and went back to my room and went to sleep.
The next morning I saw Beth in the hotel lobby as we were all checking out and asked her how the
evening went. She just looked at me and said "lousy". Seems that most of the salesmen got a little
drunk and started coming on to her. She said she spent an hour trying to be nice to them without hurting
their feelings and then just gave up and went back to her room. I said I was sorry to hear that and
thought to myself I sort of expected that that would happen. The night before she looked wonderful,
short skirt with black hose and a short sleeve white sweater that clung to her upper body. We said good-
bye and I told her that if she needed anymore help with her accounts to call me.
The following day at the home office, all of the department heads were called together for a meeting. As
we sat in the conference room waiting for the CEO to arrive, everyone was trying to guess what the
meeting was about. Usually we knew ahead of time what we were going to be talking about, this time it
was not that way. Robert, the CEO, walked in and sat down and just stared around the room before
speaking. He started out by telling everyone what a great job we were doing and that he wished he didn't
have to call this meeting. We all looked at each other with surprise and he continued. He said that the
company was going to do some "down sizing" and several positions would be eliminated. I felt a lump in
my stomach start to grow and hoped that my 20 years with the company would keep me safe. He started
by going down a list he was holding and letting everyone know their fate. Some departments were going
to be eliminated completely and some just cut down a bit. When he got to me he got a real sad look on
his face and paused for what seemed like an eternity. He then told me that my department would be the
one that was changed the most. The company's feeling was that we had a great product and didn't need
as many service people in the field as we had. They were going to cut my department in half from 12
techs to 6. I felt bad for the 6 younger guys but felt relieved that at least I still had my job. The meeting
ended and everyone stayed for awhile talking about how they were going to break the news to their staff.
Later in the day I called my people together and broke the news. The 6 guys took the news better than I
thought and said they understood, it's just the way that companies were going lately. I was able to offer
them a severance package to keep them going while they looked for another job. They departed as
friends and I set about trying to re-organize my department. Because of the cut back in techs, I realized
that the other 6 techs were going to be on the road constantly, leaving me at the home office to do any
repairs that were sent in. I didn't like it, but also couldn't do anything about it either.
The next 3 months were terrible. My techs were gone must of the time and we discovered that one of
our instruments was built with an electronic part that was not up to specs. This instrument was our main
product, a blood analyzer, of which we had sold more than 1,000 of in the past 2 years. This part was
not that hard to change so most of the sales reps could do it while visiting their accounts, all except Beth.
I knew she could never be able to replace the component and would need the service techs to go to each
of her accounts. The trouble was that Beth had sold more of this instrument than everyone else and we
were until great pressure from the FDA to correct this problem as soon as possible, if not sooner. My
idea was to have 4 of the techs get together with the remainder of the sales reps, show them what
needed to be done and help them if they needed it. The other two techs would split Beth's accounts
between them and do the repairs for her. Beth had sold over 300 of these analyzers and if would be
several weeks before they could all have the new part. This was not going to please the FDA, with blood
concerns at an all time peak, they wanted these instruments fixed immediately. I decided that maybe I
should go out in the field again myself and help. I hadn't been in the field for over 10 years and wasn't
looking forward to staying in a different motel every night again. I had my fill of that during my younger
years and wasn't looking forward to being away from my wife for a week at a time either.
I called Beth and told her my plans. Rick and Tim, the two techs would each take about 100 of her
accounts and I would take the rest, about 80. I wanted her to work with me for a week and I was sure
that after that she could do the work herself. Since our main office is in Chicago and Beth's territory was
mostly Virginia, Maryland, Delaware, and New Jersey, I flew into Washington National airport and she
picked me up. We started our week by me doing all the repairs and Beth just watching. While I was
replacing the capacitor, Beth would lean over my shoulder to watch and by doing so, pressed those firm
little tits against my back. She had no idea what she was doing to me and several times I burned my
fingers on the soldering iron, just thinking about how those globes of flesh might look like in person. I
tired to put that thought out of my mind, knowing that when I got home on Friday, I'd fuck my wife's
brains out after all the sexual tension I was getting from being around Beth. On the third day I realized
that are just some things you can't teach some people. Beth couldn't do mechanical work, it was just that
simple. In the back of my mind I kept hoping that she would finally be able to change this part if she saw
me do it enough. We ended our first week with Beth just watching and talking to the Doctors and staff in
the different offices while I did the repairs. I could tell she was well liked in every office and most of the
Doctors and male staff were very attracted to her. We had dinner every night at the hotel and retired
early to get ready for the next day. On Friday I flew back home and relaxed for the weekend, knowing
that I would have at least 2 or 3 more weeks of being on the road. My wife had caught a severe cold
during the week and sex was the last thing on her mind. Although we usually only fucked once a week, I
was hornier than ever and hoped her cold would go away soon so I could get some relief. My thoughts
turned to Beth and I wished I was single again, just for a day or two.
On Monday Beth picked me up again and we headed south to Virginia. We stopped at several offices
during the first few days and Beth continued to lean over me, swearing that she would learn to do the
repair sooner or later. The next day I figured that maybe she should sit down and do the soldering
herself, it was best to learn by doing it "hands on". We were in a little room next to the Doctor's
examination room and I told her that this time she would do the work and I would watch, only helping out
if she had a problem. She started out by taking off the case and removing the component board. So far,
so good. Next she held the soldering iron on the old capacitor wires and gently heated them. She was
able to remove the faulty part with no problems. Next step was to install the new part. She reached for
the new capacitor and as she was putting it in the board, dropped it on the floor. I told her I'd get it and
knelt down to find the small part. The carpet was gray and the part was silver. I had trouble locating it
and was running my hands over the floor to help. Beth moved the stool she was sitting on back from the
table to give me some room to search. I was on my knees, not more than 3 feet in front of her when she
pointed with her foot that she saw the part. I looked to where her foot was and noticed that she had
taken off her shoes and was pointing with her toe. She had worn those black hose again and the light
from above made them shine. I still had trouble finding that little devil and she rolled the stool back a
little farther and stretched her leg out, still pointing. I saw the capacitor and looked up at her to show it to
her. At that moment she looked way, at something on the wall I think. Right in front of my face were her
spread legs. I was looking right up her dress at her crotch. I just got a quick look but I knew she wasn't
wearing any panties because her pantyhose were the sheer-to-the-waist style with the dark lace panel
over her pussy. My look wasn't long enough to make out any detail but I became instantly hard. I looked
away just as she looked back at me. She smiled at my finding the part and said she was "just all
thumbs" and was sorry. I said "no problem" and started to stand up. I knew that she would have to be
blind not to see the bulge in my pants and sort of turned away as I rose.
Beth tried for about 10 minutes to solder the part back in but just couldn't get the hang of it. I sat down
and tried to explain how you just held the tip of the soldering iron to the wire and then added the solder.
She again leaned over me and kept moving her chest over my back in order to get a better look. My
cock was so hard that it was almost burning by this time. She kept rubbing against my back, sort of up
and down and then side to side. I dropped the pair of forceps I was holding the capacitor with into my
lap. Beth reached down to get them and the back of her hand rested gently on my bulge as she did so. I
swear she rubbed her hand down it's length but by now I was in heaven and don't know for sure. She
handed me the forceps and stood up. Thank God, I thought, if she stayed next to me any longer I was
going to shoot my wad right in my pants. I finished the job and we left that office for another one. During
the ride in her car, she always drove, I kept looking over at her short skirt with those black pantyhose
legs and thinking about what I'd seen earlier. Several times she would catch me looking and just sort of
smile. We talked about work and sports again and said she couldn't wait to get to the motel tonight and
work out.
We finished two more offices and ended up in Richmond, VA about 7:00PM. After checking in, Beth
said that she was going to the exercise room before we ate and that she would meet me in the restaurant
about 8:30PM. She went to her room and I went to mine to call my wife. I learned that she still had a
cold and was going to the doctor tomorrow if it wasn't any better by then. I changed my clothes and put
on a pair of sweat pants and shirt that I always wear in motel rooms to be comfortable. I figured I had
about an hour till I had to change and meet Beth for dinner. Then I would just put on a pair of jeans and
stay casual for the evening. While I was waiting to go down for dinner, I started thinking about the
afternoon. Beth had to know she was rubbing her tits into my back and what effect it probably had on
me. She knew I was married and didn't play around on the side. She knew I loved my wife and I knew
Beth was involved with someone. The more I thought about it, I just figured she was one of those "touchy,
feely" people and didn't mean anything by being so close. While I was playing this over in my mind, I
realized that I was hard again. My lack of weekly sex with my wife must have made me hornier than I thought.
I reached inside my sweat pants to rearrange my cock and felt that pre-cum wetness on my shorts. Man, I
thought, my wife is really going to pay for my horniness this week end. I only hoped she was over her cold.
I thought I'd take my mind off my crotch for awhile and turned on the TV. Once it warmed up, on the
screen were two naked people. The previous occupant must have been watching a porno movie and
didn't change the in-house channel when he checked out. I always thought that the TV went back to the
regular channels when you turned it off, but I guess this one didn't. As I watched, the girl in the movie, a
redhead like Beth, was laying next to this young stud and slowing stroking his cock. He was just laying
back with a stupid look on his face and had his hand on her tit. She must have had 48EEE tits, his hand
was barely visible, like it was sucked up in the flesh. This is not what I needed to see at this minute. My
own cock was starting to throb and I reached down to feel it. I hadn't jacked off in about 26 years, before
I was married, but I had the strong urge to whip it out and relieve the pressure that was building up. At
that exact moment the phone rang. It was Beth, she was back from the work out room and said she
didn't feel like going down to the restaurant to eat. She was going to order from room service and eat in
her room. I said that was fine and that I'd see her in the morning. She asked if I was going down to eat
and I said yes, as soon as I changed my clothes. I told her that I'd put on sweats and needed to change
to go eat. She said that if I was comfortable, why change? She suggested that she order for both of us
and just come to her room and eat there. I wasn't sure that was a good idea and tried to think of an
excuse not to go. I couldn't think of one that sounded right so I said okay. I suggested that she order a
couple of beers to go with dinner and order something for me, anything.
Her room was across the hall from mine and down 3 doors. I was the longest walk in my life. I was
trying to think of anything to get my mind off my cock. I couldn't walk into Beth's room with this tent I had
on the front of my sweats. I decided that I would take a walk around the motel in the crisp night air and
see if that worked. I went outside a started walking around the building. It was cool outside and my
hardon deflated rapidly. I walked back inside and knocked on Beth's door. She opened it up and said
she thought I wasn't going to show up and she'd have to eat by herself. She laughed, sort of like a giggle
and it was then I saw she was still in her exercise clothes. She had a black leotard on with those black
pantyhose under it. The leotard was like it was painted on her, her pert little breasts stood out and I
noticed her nipples were hard. It looked like she had stuck a couple of pencil erasers down her top. She
had ankle length sweat socks on and tennis shoes. She turned around to walk back in the room and I
saw the leotard was pulled up into her ass crack in the back. So much for the walk around outside, my
cock went to attention again. Beth had ordered pizza for dinner and it smelled great. It was sitting on the
table in the room with 6 beers. She said she always drank alot of beer with pizza and thought I might like
more than one also.
I sat down in the chair next to the table and helped myself to a slice of pizza and a beer. Beth took two
slices and a beer and jumped up on the bed to sit. She sat against the headboard and put a pillow
behind her and sat "Indian style" with her legs out and crossed at the ankles. I watched as the leotard
pulled itself up into her pussy. I tried not to look but couldn't help myself. The lips of her pussy were split
by that leotard and the sheer pantyhose she had on underneath were not hiding those soft puffy lips. I
dropped my hands into my lap and held the plate with my pizza on top on my cock. I was still looking at
what I thought was the most erotic sight in my life when I realized Beth was talking to me. She asked me
if I wanted to watch TV while we ate? I pulled my eyes from her crotch and said "sure". She just smiled
and took the remote off the night stand. She asked what I wanted to watch and I said I really didn't care,
maybe the news. She hit the power button and in a few seconds the TV sprang to life. I looked at the TV
and couldn't believe my eyes when that same couple from the TV in my room came on the screen. This
time the women was wiping cum from her chest. It must have been at least 30 minutes since I watched
her starting to jack off this guy. Did he finally cum or was this the second or third time? I turned to look
at Beth and thought she would be appalled. She was just looking at the screen and had that smile on her
face again. She looked at me and said she was sorry, she had been watching that channel before I
showed up and forgot to change it. I just looked at her, I couldn't believe she would watch that type of
thing. Without stopping, she continued talking. She said that she always got worked up when she
exercised and couldn't explain why. She thought it might be because of the outfit she wore and the way
it rubbed against her body. So sometimes when she got finished with her workouts in the different
hotels, she would watch a porno channel and masturbate. Masturbate, masturbate, did I hear right?
She put her beer and pizza on the night stand and looked at me. She really looked sad as she began to
speak. She said the she was embarrassed that I saw the video and she hoped that I didn't think any less
of her. She went on to explain that while working all day, she was always being "hit on" by different
doctors and male techs in the offices that she called on. Sometimes she was tempted to respond to their
advances but was worried about "cheating" on her current boyfriend and there was always the concern
about AIDS. So when she got to her hotel at night and finished her workout, she masturbated to relieve
herself. That way she could get the relief she needed, not worry about cheating, and have "safe sex"
with herself. I didn't know what to say, here's someone who just revealed one of the most personal
things in her life to me and I was speechless. For several moments it was quiet in the room, the only
sound coming from the TV and that stupid looking guy saying "Thanks".
I felt like I should say something, Beth was almost on the verge of tears. I looked at her or should I say
at her crotch again and realized that I almost did the same thing earlier in my room as she was doing in
hers. I swallowed my pizza and told her that I still thought she was a great person and I didn't see
anything wrong in her pastime. She started to smile again and wiped a tear from hear cheek. She hit
the remote button and changed the channel to the news. We ate the rest of the pizza and finished all the
beer. I got up to throw away the beer cans and the napkins from the pizza without realizing that I still had
a massive hardon. Beth looked at me as I walked to the trash can and asked me if I was leaving? I said
that I thought it was past my bedtime and I was going to get some rest. Really I was going back to my
room and start what I was going to do earlier. If I didn't jack off, I won't be able to sleep. My cock had a
mind of it's own and was jerking wildly in my sweats.
Beth must have noticed my problem because she asked me to sit down on the bed for a minute before I
left. She said that she told me her secret and asked what I was really going to do when I got back to my
room? She looked at my sweats and said that it looked like I might have a problem sleeping while laying
on my stomach. I figured that if she could confide in me, I might as well confide in her. I told her that I
was probably going back to my room and do something I hadn't done in years, jack off. She looked at
me, then at my tent and said that maybe we could each take care of our problems together. She said
that since I hadn't done it for quite awhile that maybe I needed some help in remembering how. My reply
was slow, but it amounted to the fact that I'm married and don't cheat on my wife. She said she
understood and that's what has attracted her to me. She respected my marriage vows and didn't want to
ruin my marriage like her ex-husbands ruined theirs. She said she needed relief and knew that I needed
it also. She wasn't interested in any sexual penetration, she just needed to get off, badly. It wouldn't be
like cheating because there would be no real sex involved. I thought about it for a moment and it all
sounded logical to me. We would just help each other or just help ourselves and that would be all. She
said that she wanted to keep it as an act between two friends and only that. She said that we weren't
going to fuck and didn't even want to kiss. She just needed to cum and knew that I did too. Everything
sounded good to me and I couldn't think of any reason not to go ahead. I wasn't really cheating on my
wife because I was going to jack off anyway, either by myself or with Beth. Beth wasn't looking at me as
a lover, just someone to masturbate with. I agreed and asked her how we should go about this?
She said that it would be alot easier and sexy if we were naked, then laughed again. Stupid me, I
thought maybe we could do it with our clothes on! She told me to take off mine first. I took no more than
30 seconds to strip and stood there with my cock pointing at Beth like an arrow. She just sat up and took
it all in. My cock isn't large by any standards but it's always been enough to please my wife. Beth
reached out and touched it very lightly. Her hands were warm and my cock jerked around at her touch.
She took her hand and wrapped it around my cock and slowly moved it towards the head and then back
towards my balls. She didn't hold it tight, just loose enough to allow it to pass through her hand. I was
standing next to the bed at this time and she suggested that I get up between her legs and kneel. I did
so and was soon looking at the space between her legs up close. She just sat back and continued to
slowly stroke my cock and with her other hand cupped my balls very gently.
This continued for a few moments and when she was sure that I really wanted to go on, stopped long
enough to undress herself. She removed her shoes and sweat socks while sitting down and threw them
on the floor. She then leaned back some more and started to remove the leotard top. I just sat back
towards the end of the bed and watched. She pulled down the arm straps from her shoulders and her
breasts popped out one by one. They were firm and had no sag to them at all. Her nipples were hard
and stood out about 1/2 inch. She had a nice tan except over her tits, which were as white as milk. My
cock continued to jerk as I watched her undress. She lifted her ass from the bed and slide the leotard off
her feet. Sitting before me was Beth in just a pair of black sheer pantyhose and nothing else. I knelt
back between her legs and just stared at her pussy area. She was about the sexiest thing I'd seen in my
life. Just sitting there with nothing but the pantyhose on made me want to grab her and satisfy my urges
immediately. She knew what I was thinking and reminded me that we agreed not to fuck, just enjoy each
other's relief. She lifted her left leg over my head and put both legs along my side. She then lifted her
ass and took the top of the pantyhose between her fingers and slowly slid them down. As they
approached her cunt, which was covered with the lace panel, I waited for the first glimpse of pubic hair.
It never came. She kept pulling them off the reveal a shaved pussy. In my wildest dreams I never
thought I would ever see a shaved pussy on a real live women. One of my fantasies has always been
fucking a shaved pussy but my wife would never do it for me. She said that she had hers shaved when
she had our son and hated the way it felt when the hair was growing back. Beth kept pulling off the
pantyhose and got them on the toes of one foot and sort of pulled back and they shot across the room,
she laughed again.
She again lifted her leg and brought it back over my head to assume the "Indian position" again. When
she did, I got to see a smooth pussy just starting to get moisture on the lips. We just sat and looked at
each other for several minutes. She admiring my jerking cock and me looking at that baby smooth
pussy. I took the next move, I reached out to caress her tits with both my hands. I gently cupped both of
them in my hands and toyed with her erect nipples with my thumbs. Beth leaned back and moaned
deeply in her throat. As I was rubbing her tits, she put both hands in her crotch and began to slowly
stroke her finger along her slit with one hand and played with her clit with the other. This continued for
several minutes and I could hear the wet sounds coming from between her legs. I thought my cock
would shoot by itself at any minute. She reached with one hand for my hardon while still stroking her
cunt. Her touch was like a feather against the under side of my cock. She just used her finger tips and
didn't wrap her hand around it. I was in heaven, and reached to replace the hand on her cunt with mine.
Beth leaned back, just a little, and rested on one arm behind her. We continued this way, each one of us
slowly rubbing each other's sex very lightly. I don't think I've ever felt as warm as I did that night. Her
touch was just enough to keep me excited but not enough to bring me off.
We continued our gentle caresses for almost an hour. I never in my life thought I could last that long
without cumming. She would lightly stroke her fingertips along the bottom of my cock and when she
sensed I couldn't hold out any longer, would stop and wrap her hand around my member. She just
gripped it until I relaxed and then would start using her fingertips again. I would just run my finger along
her slit and every once in awhile put the tip in, just a little, but enough to make her moan. I never wanted
this moment to end but my cock was starting to become raw from the attention it was getting. It hurt but
felt good at the same time. Beth kept rubbing the pre-cum back over my length but it dried up after a
few strokes. I stopped her stroking and said if I didn't cum soon I'd have blisters on my dick. She gave
me that smile again and got out of the bed and went into the bathroom. She returned with a small bottle
of hand lotion the motels leave on the sink. She said she used these little samples all the time during
her masturbation sessions because she would rub her pussy for hours and always liked the slick feel it
provided. She poured some of the lotion on her hand and grabbed my dick with this slippery hand. This
time she used her whole hand and slowly stroked my cock. I knew this was going to push me over the
limit and told her so. She said to just relax and let it happen. I leaned back on both of my arms and
could feel the cum start to gather. She knew I was at my peak and kept up her slow gentle stokes. I told
her that I was cumming and she just moaned and pointed my cock at her stomach. I started shooting my
load and for a moment she stopped stroking and just held my cock still. After two or three spurts she
continued her slow strokes and I thought I would pass out. My spurts turned into just dribbles and Beth
just slowly, every so slowly, kept pumping my cock. My cum, mixed with hand lotion covered her hand.
I tried to resume my stroking of her pussy but I has exhausted. I needed to lay down. I told her I needed
to rest and she said fine, she'd take care of herself. There was no anger or disappointment in her voice
at all.
As I lay beside her, she spread her legs and started working on her pussy with both hands. I could see
my cum still laying on her stomach and pooling in her belly button. She would run her finger along her
slit and then put her finger in about half way and give it two or three pumps and then take it out and run it
outside some more. Beth kept this up for 10 or 15 minutes, all the time moaning under her breath.
Watching her give herself such pleasure made me feel guilty. She had helped me take care of my
problem and now I was not holding up my end. As I looked at her smooth pussy and her hand
movements, I knew I had to touch it. Remembering what she had said about the hand lotion, I reached
for the bottle. I put an ample amount on my hand and then put my hand over hers on her pussy. She
looked at me and took her hand away. I started to rub her pussy with my whole hand, letting my middle
finger slide into her slit as I rubbed. The feeling was like velvet. The lotion made her shaved pussy as
smooth as glass. I continued my rubbing as I felt her body start to stiffen. She was close to cumming
and I knew it. I clasped her pussy in my hand and squeezed the lips in my palm as I made a vibrating
motion with my hand. She started to scream and then grabbed the pillow from behind her and put it over
her mouth. She shuddered several times and then just collapsed on the bed. We both just laid there,
my hand still on her lotion covered pussy and she took my slippery, deflated cock in her hand and slowly
squeezed it. We both fell asleep while holding each others sex in our hands. I woke up at about 2:00AM
and Beth did also. I told her I was going back to my room and she understood. I thought about the guy
in the movie and said "Thanks". She smiled and I closed the door.
When I got back to my room I started thinking about what had happened. I didn't feel guilty at all, Beth
and I never fucked or even kissed each other. We never said "I love you" or anything that would be
considered any more than just two good friends talking. I rolled over and went to sleep, thinking about
her shaved pussy and wondering if we would ever "help" each other out again.
The following morning I took a shower, got dressed and went down to the lobby to meet Beth for our days
office visits. She came down about five minutes later, smiled and said "Good morning" and we left for
the out-skirts of Richmond. The rest of the day and the rest of the week went without incident, except
that Beth still rubbed against my back while watching me work. On Friday she dropped me off at the
airport and said she looked forward to working with me again next week and smiled again. When I
arrived home I found that my wife still had a cold and she slept most of the weekend. Two weeks without
any fucking, but this weekend I didn't care. After all, I did have my weekly relief, only it was with Beth's
hand, not my wife's pussy!
On Monday, Beth again picked me up at the airport and we headed to Delaware. This was to be my last
week with her as we only had 15 more units to repair. We had 4 offices scheduled for the day and the
first 3 went smoothly. Beth behaved herself and never once rubbed her tits on my back. She wore a
skirt a little longer than normal and had flesh colored pantyhose on instead of the black ones that I
adored. In the 4th office, after finishing our repair, the Doctor asked if we would show his newest
technician, Donna, how to use the analyzer. Donna was a very young blonde, probably around 22 years
old. She was about Beth's size but had larger tits. Beth asked me if I would mind teaching Donna while
she watched? She said that maybe she could improve her training methods by watching me. I agreed
and sat down in front of the instrument. Donna stood off to the side and was trying to watch what I was
doing. Beth told her that if she got behind me, she could see better. Donna walked behind me and
stood. The screen on this instrument is very small and is best seen from up close. She kept getting
closer to me as I started my explanations. Soon she was up against my back and putting her tits in my
back. Unlike Beth's tits which felt firm, Donna's just sort of spread out and felt like pillows on my back.
She realized what she was doing and backed away. Beth told her that the only way she was going to
learn was seeing the screen up close and that she shouldn't worry about being close to me, I was married
and used to having some one lean over me while explaining the instrument. I looked at Beth and she
just smiled. Donna leaned against my back and this time really smashed her tits hard against me. It was all I could do to keep my train of thought while teaching Donna the different steps needed to get a good test result. When I was finished, Donna thanked me for teaching her and left the room. I had another tent growing in my pants and Beth noticed. She looked me in the eyes and said that maybe I might be in
need of some help from a friend this evening. I just looked back at her and said "maybe". As we got
ready to leave, Beth picked up one of the bottles of reagent that we use and the top wasn't on tight. She
spilled it down her dress and all over her legs. I cleaned the mess off the floor while she tried to wipe the
liquid off her clothes. We said "good-bye" to the Doctor and left for the motel.
Upon arriving at the Ramada, Beth told me she was going to her room to change her clothes and she
would meet me in the restaurant in about 20 minutes. I went to my room and hung up my suit coat and
then walked down to wait for Beth. I ordered a draft beer and waited while looking at the menu. About 5
minutes later Beth walked in wearing some clean clothes. She had changed into a dark blue skirt,
shorter than the one she had on during the day, a light blue blouse and black hose. My mind went back
to last week and the scene on her bed. I started to get that stiff feeling in my pants as she sat down. We
had a good dinner, the pasta special of the day, and decided to order an after dinner drink. Beth asked
me how I felt tonight? I looked at her with a question in my eyes and she wanted to know how I was
doing after having Donna's tit's smashed in my back this afternoon. She said that she knew it would
make me excited and that's why she told Donna to stand so close. I told her that it worked but that hers
felt better, I never have been an admirer of large tit's. Beth said that maybe after we finished our drinks,
we could go back to her room and see if I really liked hers better. That was all it took-----my cock went
hard in a flash and I gulped down my drink. Beth finished hers with one big swallow and we stood up to
go back to her room.
Once in Beth's room, she locked the door and walked up behind me and put her arms around my chest.
She pushed her tit's against my back and just moved them up and down and side to side. "Well" she
said, "what do you think?" I told her that it sort of hard to tell because I still had my shirt on and she was
wearing a blouse. With that she reached in front of me and unbuttoned my shirt and threw it on the floor.
I turned around and she was taking off her blouse and threw it on the floor also. She was wearing a dark
blue lace bra that you could see through. She took it off and it landed next to the blouse on the floor.
"Turn around" she said. I did and she leaned against me and put her arms around me again. She
started her movements and I could feel her nipples getting hard on my back. She lowered her arms and
reached for my cock. It was really hard by now and needed to be free of my pants. Beth raised her
hands and un-buckled my pants and let them fall to my ankles. She reached down the top of my
underwear and grabbed my cock with one hand and my balls with the other. Just like last week, she
didn't hold them tight or start pumping. She just let her fingertips play with the underside of my cock and
gently squeezed my sac. My knees were getting weak and I told her I needed to sit down or lay down
before I fell over. She let go of my cock and I sat on the bed and just looked at her. Her tit's stuck out
with those hard little nipples standing at attention. I reached down and took my shoes and socks off and
then kicked my pants off my feet. Beth stepped out of her shoes and started to take her skirt off. She
reached behind her and pulled the zipper down and the skirt fell to the floor. I was looking right into her
crotch and this time the black pantyhose didn't have the lace panel. She had on completely sheer
pantyhose with only a very small seam going from the crotch to the waist. I could clearly see her shaved
pussy and this time it was really wet. The moisture seeped through the nylon and was started to become
beads. I reached out and ran the palm of my hand over her pussy. The feeling of her pantyhose and all
that juice over her bare pussy was fantastic.
She backed away and started to remove the hose. I stopped her and told her to leave them on for awhile
and lay down beside me. She laid down on her side and reached out to touch my cock again. I put my
hand over her pussy and continued my light rubbing. We kept this up until we were both hot with the
need to cum. She asked me if I needed the hand lotion again and I shook my head yes. She got up and
got a bottle from the bathroom and took the top off. She then started to pour the lotion on my cock. The
first feeling was that of coolness. The next was her hand wrapping around it and slowly jacking me up
and down. Her touch was very light, again not enough to make me cum but enough to make me wish it
would never end. I was determined that this time I would make her cum with me, not by herself like the
first time. I reached to palm her pussy through the pantyhose again. I slowly ran my hand over her
mound and squeezed the lips with my hand every so often. The moisture increased and so did Beth's
moans. I could feel her start to stiffen again and knew I wasn't going to last much longer. At that
moment Beth stopped stroking my cock and told me she wanted to feel my cock against her pussy when
she came. She told me to get on top of her and rub my cock along her pussy through her pantyhose.
She spread her legs and I laid down on top of her with my cock lined up with the seam. As I started to
slide my cock on top of her pussy, she started to move also. The friction created by her pantyhose and
my cock was almost too much to stand. We continued our rubbing until the hand cream needed
replaced. It was starting to get dry and Beth reached over and got the bottle. I lifted up a little and she
poured the entire remaining lotion on her pussy. The bottle ended up on the floor and I lowered my body
and put my cock in the fresh lotion. The feeling now was the best I've ever had. My cock was sliding
around on her pantyhose and it was difficult to keep in straight against her slit. Beth reached down
between us and put a hand on each side of cock to keep it going along her crack. She then put both of
her thumbs on top of my dick to apply pressure downward. I was leaning over her with my arms held out
to each side of her and looked down between our legs. I could see my cock sliding through her hands
with each stroke and her beautiful pussy covered in that black nylon and smeared with hand lotion.
I wanted this moment to last longer that I knew it was going to and I think Beth had the same feeling.
She took her hands away and told me to just relax for a moment, she had an idea! She sat up and got
off the bed to walk to her suitcase. She found what she was look for, her cosmetic bag. She took out a
small pair of scissors. I couldn't figure out what she was going to do with them. She then went into the
bathroom and came back with a small hand towel. She sat down on the side of the bed next to me and
pulled her pantyhose down to her knees. She took the hand towel and wiped all the old hand lotion from
the crotch and wiped her pussy also. She then took the scissors and cut a small hole in the pantyhose
between the two legs. With the pantyhose still around her knees she waddled to the cosmetic bag again
and put the scissors away and pulled out tube. She waddled back to the bed, laughing at how she
probably looked like a duck walking, and sat down. She showed me the tube in her hand. It was
something she bought in a specialty shop. Beth said that it was supposed to be the slipperiest lubricate
available. She squeezed some on her hand and applied it to her pussy slit. She then put a large amount
on my cock and rubbed it down to my balls. She was right, this stuff was much better than hand lotion.
She put the tube on the night stand and pull her pantyhose back up.
She laid down and spread her legs and told me to put my cock through the hole she had made and let it
rest along top of her pussy slit. I pressed my cock head into the hole and nested it along top of her
crack. She started to move her hips and my cock slid right down along her slit. I felt her pussy lips
along side of my cock and the tightness of the pantyhose held it down and in place. Beth said that I
shouldn't try and put my cock in her because she just wanted us to rub ourselves to a good cum. I said
that was fine with me because this felt every bit as good as actual penetration. I started my movements
along her slit and was surprised at how slippery this stuff was. We humped each other for quite some
time and it never became dried out, just got warmer and slicker. The slick feeling along the under side of
my cock combined with the pressure the little hole in her pantyhose was causing on the base of my dick
was more than I could stand. I told her that I was going to cum right away and couldn't hold it back any
longer. She said that she had been ready for quite some time and was just waiting for me. With that I let
loose and let nature take it's course. As I came I let my arms go beside her and just rubbed my cock
along her pussy and my chest against her tits. Beth bit her lip and started to cry out. She didn't make a
loud noise, just moaned and rotated her hips against my spurting cock. Both of us just laid still in each
other's arms till we could move again. By this time my cock had deflated and came out of the hole in a
flash. I rolled over on my back and Beth ran her hand over my chest and stomach. She said that she
was glad to have a good friend that was just interested in mutual masturbation and not interested in
fucking her. She then said that she needed to sleep and I agreed. I got dressed and went back to my
room. Needless to say, I thought about Beth in my dreams that night.
The next morning at Beth's first account, I called the home office to see what was going on back there. I
was told that they needed me back the following day, another meeting or something. I told Beth she was
going to have to drive me back to catch a plane. She got a sad look and said that was too bad because
she had thought of several more ways to get each other off and had planned to try one every night this
week. I said to keep that idea and I would be back in a couple of days and we could try them out. She
took me to the airport that evening and I caught the plane back to Chicago. The next day I found out that
the meeting was with the National Sales Manager. He told me that he was flying out to see Beth
tomorrow and he would have to let her go. The cutbacks had begun again and she was among the junior
sales reps that had to be terminated. I never saw Beth again and have never heard from her.
This story is true and only happened about two weeks ago. If there is anyone reading this and gets an
application from a woman named Beth, looking for a job in medical sales---------don't hesitate to hire her.
Don't try to "hit on" her and maybe you will be rewarded with a good friend that has a helping hand.