SAVE SOME FOR LATER

I went to the front desk to order online service for my room. He was just checking in. We made eye contact and greeted each other. I purposely dropped my room card, so I could show off my cleavage line. I bent over slowly, knees straight. On the way down, I catched his eyes, falling in position, perfectly on target. I walked towards the elevators and heard his rolling pulley following.

"Hello, you're here for the conference?" He had an East Coast accent.
"Yes, I'm one of the presenters."
"You look no more than 20. What's your presentation on?" -10 points.

We continue with the conversation and exchange cards.
"Let's do dinner some time this week." His sex ladened tone was too obvious, but I overlooked it.

We ran into each other several times the next day during the conference, being professional but our body language and eyes were saying/doing otherwise. During dinner, we sat at our own table and continued the filler conversation. He sensed my impatience and finally made the move.

"Would you mind some company later on tonight?"
"Sure, come up in about two hours."

I cleaned my dirty hotel room, checked my e-mails and watched tv. I began getting nervous and started munching on cookies I stole from the snack room. Thirty minutes later, he called to let me know he was on his way up. We made boring small talk again and he asked my age.
"Why? How old are you?" Trying not to sound too pissed.
"I'm 36 and I know you're not in my age group."
"Well now you have an idea of my age, now can we move on to something else?"If I wasn't already wet, I'd have kicked him out by now.

About 15 minutes later, we went at it. He got on top of me and started working on my underwear. He rubbed my ass so hard, it felt like carpet burn. He then started for my boobs and tried to take my bra off. He was slobbering, kissing and sucking. Too much spit. Then he started chewing.

"Did you have cookies?"