We didn't do anything else the rest of the night. I mean, we took a bath together, and we fell asleep in each other's arms, but no more sex. Honestly, that might have been even better. After all, we had sex at least a few times a week, yummy, yummy office sex, we almost never got to fall asleep together.
She smiled warmly with her head on my chest.
She was gone when I woke up.
I got the feeling this little conference wasn't just a sham excuse for a vacation for her. Idly I wondered if that was motivated by her or the boss as I showered and made my way down. The convention center had about a million different seminars, all centering around keeping up to date with this trend or that new technology, Hanabi had told me to attend two at least but she didn't give a shit which. Used those exact words as a matter of fact.
At least this one looked interesting.
Executive self-defense and kidnapping avoidance. Now I wasn't quite important enough to kidnap in a normal business setting, but given my background maybe it'd be handy to attend. Also, it was quite literately the only one that looked interesting, the event booklet thing had about a thousand listed by my estimate, and one looked worth attending.
It got even more interesting when the instructor walked in.
Mesh clothes were all that covered most of that lithe little body, with a short skirt and some kind of creamy tube top. She could have passed for a hooker in the right locale. Was that part of the lesson? Probably better to keep my mouth shut and enjoy the view. Her hair had a purple tint, which reminded me of Hinata almost, if not for the erratic, spikey styling.
This proved wise when a certain young man was invited to stand up front and do a roleplay with her.
"Hey honey, looking for a good time?" she asked, curling up close to the shmuck in question. He didn't get an answer out. His smug smile quickly gave way to a slobbering, open mouth, then he hit the ground hard. "Okay! So did everyone see what happened there?" she asked, producing another set of static clicks from the tazer in her off-hand.
I noted the fact there were only three other guys in the class counting him, and realized just how easily that might have been me on the floor.
I paid close attention from there.
Honestly, I still didn't learn much, but hey I got to watch that babe do a few showy moves. Swept another volunteer off their feet with a kick that I swear made me blush. She also showed some basic martial arts moves that would help an untrained pack a bit more punch, mostly just boiling down to 'use teeth, use nails, go for the eyes, don't hold back'.
Good stuff.
After the lesson, I lingered a bit. Having no place to go, and hours until Mei would be back at the room, I decided to thank this woman, Anko for the lesson. Also, there was something I couldn't help but wonder.
"Hey thanks for all the tips, you were great," I offered when our eyes met. Her polite grin turned into a bemused one. When she said nothing I continued. "And thanks for not… you know, doing anything to me," I half-joked.
This time she laughed.
"Yeah well, thanks for not scoffing or rolling your eyes or some shit when I walked in. Methinks those pompous little assholes didn't read the waivers they signed," she complained, or gloated, a little hard to read this one. Though upon learning she had provocation for two men she fucked up, I did relax a little.
"So how do you get a gig like this?"
"Military," she said simply, placing two hands on the table and leaning on it casually. "Maybe we uh… go get a drink, I'll you all about it," she offered, raising her brow just a little.
My cock twitched a little but I kept the upper brain functioning.
"Ah I-" I wiggled my off-hand between us. "I'm married,"
"Gosh so we can't go fuck in your hotel room after?" she complained mockingly. Before I could think of a reply she laughed, slapped me on the arm, and began strolling off. "I'll be at the pool bar if you want to join me!"
Surely Mei couldn't get mad at me just for hanging out in the hotel pool, right?
With that iron-clad alibi firmly in place, I raced back to my room for my swim trunks.
She was facing the door of the lobby when I walked out into the sun, smirking victoriously. The dark glasses covered her eyes, but the smile was damn boastful. Her suit wasn't risqué in the slightest, at least not for a two-piece, but the body that filled it out had me hurrying into the cold pool water. Her smug little look didn't deter me from taking a seat next to her, but I did order a drink before giving her attention.
"So, were you actually interested in that career bull, or were just chatting me up?" she asked bluntly.
"Just killing time. I don't have a whole lot else to do here, my job's a fucking joke," I whispered the last five words, to my credit.
"Yeah? I didn't take you for the 'rich brat working at daddy's company' sort," she said it like it was a compliment, and hell, I decided to take it as one. There was a pretty good dent in the tall, colorful drink she sippy. I answered her honestly.
"Married into it,"
"Ha, nice,"
"Here with the wife then, or does daddy like you?"
"Oh, dad fucking hates me,"
I gave her a detailed account of the night my relationship with Hinata began. Explaining it as the first he ever heard of my existence. She was laughing like a madwoman by the end of it. She told me a few stories about her time in the service, some of the funnier close calls she'd had. By the end, I wasn't sure if she was a badass or a pathological liar. Either way, she was fun to talk to. So much so that I let something slip that I really shouldn't have.
"So your wife's at home with the kids? Just you here," a leg under the water began brushing on mine slowly.
"Well I came with a coworker," and the mother of three of my children. "But-"
"-they wouldn't notice if you disappeared for a couple of hours," she waggled her eyebrows, bending over further over the stool. I was drunk by then but I swear her breasts grew.
"…look I could never leave my wife I really do love her,"
"Oh for god's sake it's just sex man. We'll never see each other again after this little vacay, let's have some fun who does it hurt?" a hand had come up to grab my muscled shoulder, squeezing it appreciatively.
My cock was rock hard.
I decided to use my last few moments of rational thought wisely.
"Look my coworker can't know about this either she's…"
"Oh my god! You're here with your fucking mistress and you want a little yummy on the side while she's busy?" she laughed again at that, making me more than a little nervous for the odd strangers around who didn't seem to be paying us mind.
"You suggested it!" I protested, embarrassed.
"You came out here to meet me," she jabbed back. "You wanted to fuck me,"
"I did,"
A snicker.
"Well I wanted to fuck you too," she said jovially. She tried to kiss me but I held her abdomen under the water.
"Let's go to your room,"
"Mmm, let's go find a closet," she tempted me, making my already accelerated heart speed up.
"That's a bad idea," I protested.
"Nut up," she mocked, gracefully jumping to the pool's edge, climbing out gloriously, and running off without hesitation. I chased after. My steps were slow by the time I walked into that little lobby by the pool elevators, but I stepped through just in time to see my mark slip through a doorway.
A quick look left and right.
A glance over my shoulder.
I sprinted to the door, pulling it open and smiling wide at the naked woman huddle before me. She yanked me in by the arm, shutting the door behind me and shoving her mouth into mine. We kissed in short, hard pecks. Until her tongue speared in with one and started playing. I didn't even notice her fiddling with the trunks until they slipped around my ankles.
My hands came up to grip her face, holding her firmly as I kissed her harder.
She groaned enthusiastically when my fingers began playing with her down below. We were both too hot and excited to play this slow. This was so fucking stupid but she was so fucking beautiful. So cool even, a dumber part of my mind reminded, an elite soldier like her? Surely that was special circumstance!
Her nails, which had been scratching so wonderfully down my chest, began to dig in sharply.
"Put it in me," she demanded as soon as I broke the kiss. There wasn't even time to answer before our mouths were together again. Though she broke long enough to give a naughty chuckle as I lined my cock along her entrance.
We settled into a rapid rhythm almost immediately, it almost felt like she was riding me, even as I held so much weight with my hand on her ass. She was a physically strong woman and she knew how to move that body. Like a pro. Like Ino almost but Ino was such a delicate little flower, despite her mouth. This woman was stronger then me I'd wager, and a couple of inches taller to boot. It was quite possibly the best sex of my life.
I hit the door more than once, even banged my head pretty good on one of her more enthusiastic rams onto my cock, but she didn't relent, and I didn't ask her to. We must have made all the noise in the world as we groaned and gasped and clattered in the limited space but we didn't care!
It was such a fucking thrill.
I gasped in relief when she suddenly gave that muffled screech. Finally, I let myself go, let myself cum at last into the fucking barbarian shaking me around like a toy. My back hit the door hard, and I slumped halfway off my feet. Even so, I cackled in delight. My smile not wavering until she sucked in a deep breath and stood up straight to stand over me, grinning wickedly.
"Alright, now we can go back to my room,"
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