Part 2 of my conference adventures.

The Conference – Part 2My alarm went off at 6:30 as it had the day before and I put on my robe and headed downstairs to see what the morning had in store. I went into the kitchen to find the coffee already brewed and the bagels on the dining room table, but there was no sign of either Jeff or Tom. I poured my coffee, grabbed a bagel and went to sit in the living area to read the local newspaper that had been left out.

I opened the entertainment section but was having trouble concentrating on anything but the events of the previous night. I had slept naked and had only thrown on the robe, titillating myself in the hopes of a repeat of the previous morning. I was getting pretty worked up when, after a few minutes, I heard someone coming down the stairs. It was Jeff and he was dressed in his SWAT uniform again. My pussy tingled at the sight.

“Good morning,” he said as he sat next to me on the couch.

“Good morning officer,” I cooed, “more SWAT drills today.”

“Yeah, last day. Next week it’s back to my regular beat.” He paused, and then said sheepishly “Are you OK with everything that happened last night?”

“Jeff,” I said with a smiled “I’m fine with it, trust me.”

“OK,” he continued on “it’s just that I’m a cop and I run this business and…”

“Jeff,” I said as I cut him off, “I was great.” And as if to prove to him I was telling the truth, I took his hand and slid it into the slit in my robe. I spread my legs and put his hand on my pussy and glided his middle finger into my wet slit. I started pushing my hips up to meet his touch and I let out a little moan as I bit my lower lip. The moan wasn’t just for him, his hand felt wonderful and I was hoping it would let him know not to stop.

“Allie, there’s nothing I’d like more than to continue, but I have to get to drills. The instructor is a real hard-ass.” he said as he slowing withdrew his hand.

“OK,” I said with a pouty look on my face. “I guess I’ll need to take matters into my own hands.”

“Well,” said Jeff, “Tom went for a run. He should be back soon and all he has on his schedule is a rock.”

I gave him a big smile at the thought of Tom’s huge cock and slid my own hand into the slit in my robe.

“Any plans for tonight,” he asked as he watched my hand moving under my robe.

“Just another happy hour. I should be back here around 8 or 9,” I replied as I continued playing with myself.

“Well, Tom and I may be going to a party tonight. Was wondering if you’d like to join us?”