A big, black car picked me up in front of the office and whisked me away to the airport, ready for by business-class trip to Sydney! I enjoyed a glass of celebratory champagne and smiled about the upcoming weekend. The trip to Sydney was fantastic – the food, the wine, the leg-room! The business-class flight would have been reward enough! The firm had given me a VERY generous allowance to buy a new wardrobe just for the weekend! They informed me that I would need a formal gown, an outfit for a club, smart-casual wear appropriate for a harbour cruise and of course matching shoes and handbags for each separate outfit! It was so devine, doing all that shopping with someone elses money!
At Sydney, a similarly big black car picked me up and raced me to my suite overlooking the harbour. Everything was amazing – champagne and strawberries on arrival, unlimited mini-bar and room service! At the hotel, the event co-ordinator met me
“Daisy Hooper, welcome to the Vickers Insurance Leadership Rewards Weekend” the perky girl welcomed me. Walking up beside me, she came in close “Now Daisy, off the record – and this is totally off the record – anything you want, I can get for you. Some of the older men, well, they have requested, well, girls, booze and a card for the Casino. If you want a guided shopping tour, VIP passes to clubs, party drugs, whatever – you just say the word and I’ll have it for you. This is a congratulatory weekend!”
Making myself at home in the beautifully appointed suite, I went about taking the event co-ordinators advice. I started the afternoon in the day-spa, soaking, being massaged, having my hair, nails, waxing and face done. It was just so sensational! The first unofficial event was welcome drinks on a harbour cruise. I dressed for the cruise and strolled down to the Quay, to the awaiting boat. I was welcomed on board by our CEO, Mr Hank Vickers! He welcomed me and thanked me for all my hard work, and then instructed me that this weekend, we party! I was one of the last on board, which was nice. Most of the participants were already on their way to inebriation – I had a bit of catching up to do! Making a bee-line to the bar, I noticed someone I had not met before. And not just anyone. Mr ‘Can I Drop My Panties Now’ was ordering himself a Gin & Tonic at the bar! Feigning confidence, I ordered myself a glass of champagne and turned to Mr Handsome. Before I could start, he turned to me also and extended his hand
“Hello, I’m Nathaniel Jacobs, Corporate Risk from the Jakarta office” his smooth, dark English accent sent chills down my spine!
“Pleased to meet you Mr Jacobs. I’m Daisy Hooper, Strategic Acquisitions in Hong Kong” I responded to his warm invitation
“So you are the famous Ms Hooper. I read your report in the Annual Review. You are one hard operator!” I found myself blushing at his compliments
“That’s why they sent me here!” I laughed
“And oh-so-humble, too!” a cheeky smile came across his tanned face “To the rewards conference!” he lifted his glass for a toast! Our eyes and glasses met – Sydney was going to be a wonderful trip!
Nathaniel was the perfect English gentleman – charming, handsome and that accent! Sensational! I found myself being escorted by him all afternoon and evening, my arm on his when we walked, him opening doors, ordering me drinks, standing when I left or approached the table! I’m usually a staunch feminist, but this man was oh-la-la! We talked shop, we talked Asia, we talked life back in our home countries.
After dinner, the decision was made to retreat back to hotel rooms and dress for evening. There were no official or even officially unofficial functions on – the night was mine! With tipsiness inching over me, I tripped and giddied over my lovely suite in preparation for the evening. A message flashed across my phone – it was Nathaniel!
“In the Executive Bar, top floor. N”
For some reason, Chemical Brothers was all I needed to hear! I blasted them through the amazing ipod doc, my room turned into a total rave party! I just had to do dancing!!
Composing myself just enough to apply makeup and finish my hair, I slid into a totally amazing, total sexy red dress, perfect for a hot, sweaty Sydney night!
The elevator opened at the Executive Bar. Standing at 12 o’clock sipping scotch was Nathaniel! His dark suit had been replaced by an amazing pair of dark blue tailored jeans, fitted red casual button down and sports-cut beige jacket. His hair, perfect, sat upon his chiselled tanned face. I found myself going weak at the knees as he turned and winked at me!
He strode towards me, put his hands on my hips and greeted me with a foot-raising kiss, just on my cheek! Nathaniel certainly had the moves! It certainly was not a long kiss – just long enough that I could take in his smooth-shaven face and fine aftershave! Blushing, I put my arm around his as he escorted me to the bar. After ordering drinks, Nathaniel lent over and whispered in my ear:
“Daisy, you look absolutely stunning! I have made dinner reservations for us at Aria at eight”
We laughed, enjoyed light tappas and sipped fine drinks for the next hour and a half. Nathaniel was oh-so-confident, he was not scared to show me affection and again, standing whenever I left or returned to the table! Every minute was followed by another giddy minute with him! No doubt it was lust!
Over a candle-lit seafood dinner, we laughed and watched the world go by! It was lovely and romantic, but I just knew I wanted more. After a while, I started feeling antsy. Remembering my hotel grooving to the Chemical Brothers, I lent over to the devilishly handsome Nathaniel
“I am having a lot of fun – you have really swept me off my feet” I implored
“But?” a look of casual shock came across his face
“No buts! I would love to go dancing however!”
“Like ballroom dancing?” Nathaniel looked concered
“In this dress? No way!” I chuckled “Lets find a hot, sweaty club and go crazy!”
Relief swept across his face. “Now we are talking!”
A quick text to our event co-ordinator and we had VIP passes to Hugo’s in Kings Cross and a disgustingly expensive car to take us there! Taking the scenic route via Bondi Beach for a pre-club drink, we exchanged cheers to a great night out!
Arriving just before 11, the club was pumping! It was just the kind of dirty, hard dance music I needed to feel. The thumping base ripped through me, the tunes fantastic, the vibe amazing, the crowd – beautiful. I found myself rubbing up against the taught chest of Nathaniel, but I still wanted more. I remembered back to my time in New York, the dirty underground dance clubs, the skin, the drugs. Itching for more, I found myself inching over to one of the bouncers
“Hey” I yelled, over the sound of the music
“Evening miss” yelled back the tattooed bouncer
“E?” I yelled
“Cop?” he yelled back
“I want at least four tabs and I want the best shit here”
“Cost you fifty a tab”
I slapped $300 in his left hand, he produced six tabs with his right.
Working my way over to the bar I grabbed two bottles of water, then danced my way over to Nathaniel. Sneaking up behind him, I put one tab between my teeth and tapped him on the shoulder. Winking, my eyes dared him to kiss it off me – in which he did in the most amazing way! Popping one too, it certainly didn’t take long for the feeling to kick in!
The base got deeper, the lights got brighter, the tunes got better, the patrons got hotter. It was like every single fucking nerve ending on my skin had opened up to a higher level, every touch felt orgasmic! Nathaniel too was blissed out, the tunes thumped around me, my body was surrounded by beautiful strangers, my ears caressed by a circular wall of sound. The disco ball threw out warm streaks of light. Bottles and bottles of water were slashed about on the hot dancefloor.
Before I knew it, I was dancing in Nathaniel’s very strong arms. His jacket was missing and his shirt was unbuttoned, revealing his rowing-fit chest. Wrapping my arms around his sweaty body, we danced to the dirty beat, my body losing control to the thumping around me. Our bodies grinded against each other in time with the beat – it was sexy and slutty and sensual and fun! Nathaniel could dance! Kissing on the dancefloor, I didn’t want the night to end. He held me close, his hands ran up and down my sweaty body, as my hands travelled up his. He danced behind me, his hands travelled over my heaving breasts, down my tummy, tracing my pelvis, teasing my pussy. His throbbing cock was hardly contained by his pants, the pounding of our bodies pulsated against my red dress. In his arms I scratched down his back, cupped his face in my hands and ran my fingers through his thick hair. His hands grabbed my firm ass and held me close, he picked me up and he kissed and held and squeezed and teased. Fuck it was amazing!
Crashing through the door of my suite, I could not get him naked quick enough! Ripping off my dress and unleashing his pants, he slammed me against the roof-to-floor windows, paying scant regard to the millimetres of glass that separated us from falling to our death! I felt so slutty, being pounded against the window in my little red underwear by Nathaniel. His cK jocks trying in vain to keep his rock hard cock away from my begging pussy. The cold glass brought refreshing relief to my hot, sweaty body. Nathaniel held me against it, pinning my arms up, kissing my lips, kissing my neck, kissing my breasts, kissing my stomach. The e raced through my vains, heightening every touch, every brush, every kiss.
I fumbled with my iphone, docking it into the stereo just long enough to pump out some crazy beats. I wanted to feel the music as I was feeling Nathaniel! He was insatiable, as was I! He grabbed me and turned me around. I felt his strong hand rip off my lacey red g. It took seconds for him to remove his white cK jocks, too. His hands ran down my back, then I felt him guide his amazing, thick cock into me from behind! I gasped as he rode me hard, in time with the beat, in time with my body, in time with, well, who the fuck knows. All I know is each beat brought a new surge of pleasure through my over-stimulated, sweaty body. I bent into him, my hips swirling with the rhythm, in time with his masculine lead. His large hands pulled my hips towards him and I was powerless and totally submissive to his animalistic fucking. I loved feeling him from behind, the primeval force inside him, going wild on me!
Nathaniel stopped just shy of climaxing, throwing me on the bed then diving on me, wasting no time in once again ravishing me on the huge bed. I wrapped my legs around his muscular hips, drawing him intimately close to my tingling body, he wasted no time in surging into me, once again filling my while body with pleasure!
The beat increased and his riding grew quicker! The speed, the dirty, dirty sound, the caveman-like beat, the sensation of two bodies in total synch, fucking. I’ve never been a loud fucker, but tonight I could not help myself! I found myself screaming, unable to control myself as he cupped my aching breasts and squeezed as we climaxed! I felt his warm serum swirl inside me as he went, he rubbed against me, the sensations from the middle of my body sending crazy shockwaves through me. My arms drawing on his muscular once, he rested next to me and smiled! The sun was starting to peek over the harbour. Checking my clock, it was 5.30am!
Exhausted, I found myself in a blissfully relaxing shower with Nathaniel. The e had well and truly worn off, the comedown was relaxing and gentle. He spooned me on my bed as we stared at the rising sun over the harbour. The glistening water, the gentle sway of the yacht-masts, the wash of the ferries as they snaked around the harbour. I wrapped his arm around me and snuggled in. It was going to be a wonderful weekend!