A Conference to Remember

Emily snapped out of her daze, "Yeah the kids are pretty awesome."

Ben smiled, "I've seen doodles too, it helps they have a great teacher."

Emily felt herself smile and blush but before she could say anything, the presenter started the afternoon session.

The afternoon session was much the same, small bits of chatting about concepts, but a cool tension that wasn't present the day before. Finally, around 4:30, the presenter wrapped up the conference and dismissed them. As people began to stand up, Ben smiled at Emily, "That wasn't so bad after all."

"I told you it would be good."

"So where would you like to have dinner tonight?"

"I think I'm just going to stay in and grade some more, I haven't gotten nearly enough done."

"Are you sure? It's our last night of freedom before we are back to the grind. Let's grab a burger and just relax."

"I think I'm good."

"Okay, whatever you say. Text me if you change your mind."

Ben walked away without another word, causing Emily to drop her head, annoyed with his attitude, but more annoyed with her for not swallowing her pride and apologizing to him like she knew she should.

***

Ben grabbed dinner with the same guys he had lunch with and stayed at the sports bar until about 9, watching an NBA game before deciding to call it an evening. The guys he was with were good guys, knowledgeable about their subject and how to integrate the material from the conference in their respective schools, people that Ben really enjoyed hanging out with, but his mind kept flashing back to Emily.

He couldn't help but be annoyed with her over how she treated him that morning, but also her coolness to him throughout the day. He thought to himself as he made his way back to the hotel, "The ride back tomorrow is going to be a real joy." He huffed as he walked into the hotel, glancing into the bar, and debating on having another drink, but decided against it, figuring having a hangover on the drive back would just make the trip even more grueling.

After exiting the elevator, he walked to his room, stopping in front of Emily's door, debating about knocking. He could hear the TV on and decided against it, he figured he'd text her before bed and figure out what time they were going to leave. He unlocked his room, and allowed the door to slam shut behind him as he made his way to the shower, hoping to wash the bar grease smell off.

Next door, Emily heard Ben's door slam, startling her away from the stupid Hallmark movie she had allowed herself to get sucked into. She said aloud, "This is so damn dumb, people don't just fall into each other's arms and fall in love. It's so much work." She shook her head, but then followed up with the thought, "You have to give people a chance though Em."

She sat there for another 10 minutes trying to grade, thinking about whether she should text Ben about what time he wanted to leave or just wait for him to text her. Finally, after another 5 minutes or so and realizing that it was getting closer to 10, she sighed, tossed her stack of drawings down, and stood up. She thought to herself, "If he's not going to text me about tomorrow, I'll just go find out for myself." She didn't know if it was her annoyance with herself, with Ben, or the glass of wine she had with her room service that was giving her liquid courage, but she grabbed her phone, tucked it into the waistband of her leggings, grabbed a t-shirt and pulled it on over her sports bra and headed towards the door.

She exited her door and knocked on Ben's. As her door latched shut, she suddenly worried that he wasn't in his room, so she knocked again, hard this time. She heard movement, so she knocked a third time and said "Ben." Once again more rustling on the other side of the door, and as she raised her hand to knock again, the door swung open, and Ben stood before her in gym shorts holding a towel.

"Calm down, damn I was in the shower."

For the first time, Emily didn't know what to say. She stood there staring at Ben's shirtless form, unable to process any thought that was coming to her. Ben wasn't movie star ripped, but he had defined muscles and as her eyes shifted south, she observed her "lady killer;" Ben had the sexy vee that goes from his abs towards his penis. She stuttered, "Umm sorry, I just wanted to talk."

Without showing much emotion, Ben turned inward in his room, "Then come in and talk, the hallways drafty."

Emily was left standing in the hallway as Ben made his way towards his bed, picking up a glass on the entertainment stand and taking a drink. He turned to her after 30 seconds or so, "Are you going to come in or not?" Emily simply nodded her head and walked in, allowing the door to shut behind her. Ben began to towel off his hair and looked up at her and in a very apparent annoyed voice, "Well, are you going to talk or not?"

Emily just stood there for a minute, allowing her head to drop, not sure how to handle his seeming annoyance, which she gathered she probably deserved. After what felt like an eternity, feeling his eyes stare at her, she said, "I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for?"

"For earlier. I was a complete and total bitch."

Unbeknownst to Emily, Ben nodded, but realized calling her out on it wasn't what she needed, she needed empathy again. There was silence for a moment, then with a noticeable softness in his voice, Ben said, "What was that all about?"

Emily was silent, trying to hold it all together when all she wanted to do was tell Ben everything about how she felt, the thoughts she had about him in the shower, her insecurities about teaching, and just everything. As she tried to formulate a sentence from her thoughts, Ben's feet appeared in her vision, almost touching hers, and before she could say anything or even move, she felt her head moving upwards via Ben's finger. The next thing she knew, she was looking Ben in the eyes.

"What was that all about Em?"

Once again, Emily was speechless. She and Ben were almost touching, looking into each other's eyes. She could smell his soap and shampoo and she could feel the heat from the shower radiating off his body. For the first time in her life, Emily threw caution to the wind, stood on her tiptoes, reached up grabbing Ben's head and pulled it to her, crashing her lips into his.

As she kissed him, his eyes shot open, shocked at what had just occurred. He felt Emily's lips move against his, and he instinctively wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against him, closed his eyes and kissed her back.

They stood kissing for 30 seconds when suddenly Emily pulled away and squeaked, "Oh my god, I can't believe I did that. I'm going to get fired, oh god..."

Her statement and thoughts were interrupted by Ben, "Emily shut up, that was amazing."

"Huh?"

"You are an amazing kisser. Why would you get fired?"

"I just sexually assaulted a coworker."

Ben pulled back slightly, laughing. "You sexually assaulted me? Did you not notice that I kissed back?"

"Ummm..."

Ben leaned down and pulled her against him again, pushing his lips back to hers. This time, the kiss was less awkward, and their bodies molded together as their kissing intensified. As Emily felt her legs beginning to burn from being on her toes, she felt something else, Ben's hard cock pushing against her stomach. She let out a small groan as their tongues touched. She felt Ben's hand slide down her back, resting on the top of her ass. She groaned again, but this time pulled back, breaking their kiss.

Ben was the first to speak this time, "Sorry about that, I umm..."

Emily cut him off, "Ben, I've never done anything like this before, and I can't believe I'm about to say this...if you're not opposed, I really need you to have sex with me tonight."

Ben stood quietly before her, unsure of what to say; the silence caused Emily to second guess herself, but before she could speak, Ben said, "I think you're a little vulnerable right now and maybe aren't thinking clearly."

Emily paused, "You took care of me last night, defended me in front of Stephen, and feeling you hold me is something that I've missed."

"Yes, but that's just what friends do."

"Yes, but would a friend have that issue?" Gesturing towards the prominent tent in his pants.

"Ummmm..."

Taking one of the biggest risks of her life, Emily crossed her arms, pulling her shirt off, leaving her in nothing but leggings and her light blue sports bra. She looked at Ben and felt his eyes travel all over her newly exposed skin. She felt a slight chill, and knew her nipples were surely pushing through the thin cloth of the bra with no cups in.

"Wow, you're beautiful."

Emily smiled, "Thank you." She approached him and softly continued, "So, how about it?"

Granted he didn't know her all that well, this was a side of Emily he never would have expected. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure." Taking another risk, she placed her hands on the tent in Ben's shorts, causing him to let out a groan, "I want you to use this on me." She couldn't help but notice how large he felt in her hand.

As she let go, Ben took a deep breath, "We have a problem, I'm not exactly prepared."

Emily stepped back, "Seems like you're ready to go to me."

"No Emily, I don't have a condom."

"Oh..." Emily stood silently for a moment, then continued, "Are you, ya know, clean?"

Waving his hand, "I haven't had sex with anyone other than handgela in over 6 months, yes I am clean."

Emily giggled, "Well, I'll fix that tonight." Stepping back against him, Emily pulled Ben in for another kiss and began to gently guide him towards the bed. As his knees hit the bed, he let go of Emily's hips and sat down. She smiled again, "I'm overdressed." She pulled her phone from the waistband of her leggings, then crossed her arms again pulling her bra off, allowing her tits to drop free.

Brandon just muttered "Damn." As he took in Emily's tits. He could tell in her dress and clothes from before that they were big, but now in front of him, they looked huge. Due to their weight and size, they sagged a bit, but they still sat high on her chest in the classic teardrop shape. Her nipples were a very light pink with the areolas blending in almost perfectly with the skin of the rest of her breasts.

Emily smiled, feeling sexy for the first time in a while as Ben gazed at her tits. To lose weight, she had mainly focused on lifting and diet, so she had maintained her tits and ass. She looked at him and smirked, "34 double D, and they are very sensitive."

Ben nodded, and pulled her against him, allowing her to sit on his lap, pushing their clothed crotches against each other. They kissed again, allowing their tongues to explore each other and as they did, Emily began to grind against Ben, trying to find the perfect motion that allowed her to press against Ben's cock. After about 30 seconds, she found the spot and began to moan into the kiss.

Ben allowed his hands to roam over her back, feeling her soft skin before dropping them to her as and cupping it, helping guide her motions against him. His lips left hers and traveled down her cheek to her neck. He softly kissed and nipped causing her to gasp a bit as she continued to grind against him. He moved from her neck to her collarbone and continued to nip and kiss her.

"If you leave a mark, make sure it's low enough that people can't see."

With a slightly ragged breath, Ben smiled, "Well how low is low enough?"

Emily leaned back and lifted Ben's face, "Anywhere on my tits will be fine."

"Gladly." Ben bent his head back down and thanks to her short torso, he could easily reach her tits. He began to kiss his way towards her nipple, causing Emily to moan more as he got closer. He sucked hard on the side of her breast, knowing he would leave a mark like she warned him about on pale skin. Not wanting to tease her too much, he kissed around her areola, noticing it got a bit darker before taking her nipple into his mouth, causing Emily to let out a loud gasp, followed by a moan.

As he sucked on her nipple, her moans continued to grow steadier; her hips ground harder on his cock, intensifying the electricity that was seemingly running through her body. After about a minute, she cradled Ben's head and pushed it into her breast. Ben continued sucking and with two flicks of his tongue, Emily moaned and went rigid with an "Oh god!"

Emily felt the orgasm wash over her, not nearly as intense as the ones she gave herself, but different and satisfying in the sense that someone else had given it to her. Ben slowed his tongue and his lips as her orgasm began to ease its grip on her. She slowed her hips and leaned into him as she caught her breath. Ben gently pushed her away and spoke, "Feel better?"

With a half-smile Emily pushed her hair out of her face, "Much. I've only ever cum from boob play once, and this time was better."

"I'm glad I could help, you have amazing tits, they deserve attention."

Standing up, Emily smiled, "Well thank you." They looked at each other, Emily standing and Ben sitting on the edge of the bed, stupidly smiling like a couple of teenagers; Emily was the first to speak, "Now, I've been feeling that" gesturing toward the obvious tent in his shorts, "Now I want to see it." Emily knelt on the floor in front of Ben, reaching forwards and grabbing the waistband of his shorts.

"Unmmm, you need to know something, my cock is bigger than most."

Being with a few men, Emily knew that men tended to exaggerate their size, but when Ben lifted his hips and she pulled his shorts off, allowing his cock to spring free, she was not expecting what she saw.

Ben's cock was completely clean shaven and cut with just a tad bit hair above the shaft, but he was right, it was bigger than any other cock she had seen before except in porn. She immediately felt her pussy get wetter because even if she didn't admit to it to her friends, Emily had always been a bit of a size queen. She slowly put her hands on it, gently stroking it and simply admiring it. "I have to ask, how big is it?"

"Ummm, a bit over 7 inches and about 5 and half around."

"Mmmmm, this is gonna be better than I thought. Your balls are so big too."

Ben blushed a bit, "Yeah, they get that way when I'm really turned on."

She just grinned and continued stroking softly, but realized that he was blushing, "What's the matter?"

"My past girlfriends always complained that it was too big, and I got made fun of a bit in middle school for it."

"Oh baby, you have nothing to be self-conscious about and those other women just didn't know what to do with it." Emily moved her head closer, hovering her mouth just over the tip and said, "I'm looking forward to this, Stephen's cock was so fucking tiny, I always had to help myself getting off when we had sex. That won't be an issue with this." As she finished speaking and before Ben could say anything, Emily opened her mouth and took the head of his cock into her mouth, sucking gently while flicking the end with her tongue.

Ben let out a groan as his cock was enveloped in the warm, wetness that was Emily's mouth. She slowly began to work his cock further into her mouth, humming gently as she allowed a little bit more into her mouth until she had it about halfway in and felt the head hit the back of her throat. She looked up at Ben, making eye contact with her as she tried to take his cock further. She grinned as much as possible with his cock in her mouth, before, sliding back up and repeating the motion again. She did this for about a minute, but could feel her mouth getting a bit tired, but hearing Ben's moans and groans encouraged her to keep going. She continued to suck his cock and cup his balls in her hand, feeling how large and full they must be, causing him to moan with each slurp.

He sat up to get a better view of Emily's mouth on his cock and her tits. She looked up at him again and took her mouth from his cock and said, "Why don't you put your hand on my head?"

Ben had learned a long time ago that because of his size, he shouldn't ever rest his hand on a woman's head while she was giving him a blow job, "I don't want to force you or make it seem like I want more. This is phenomenal as is."

Emily grinned and stood up, "Well thank you for thinking of me, but I want more; stand up." Emily stepped back as he stood up. She looked down, seeing his cock sticking straight, looking even bigger than when he was sitting. She reached out and softly stroked his cock, wet with her saliva. Ben let out a soft groan and she continued, "I'm going to lay back on the bed and you're going to stick your cock in my mouth, got it?"

Seeing the assertive side of Emily was turning Ben on more and more, so he simply nodded. Before laying on the bed, Emily turned around and as seductively as she could, peeled her leggings off, exposing her bare ass. "You're not wearing any panties."

"Nope, wanted to be comfortable and I only brought lace panties, and those would show." She turned and stood before Ben completely nude. He looked from her toes to her waist, seeing there was just a light bit of stubble above her pussy and her lips were already glistening with her wetness. She walked past him, climbing onto the bed and laying down with her head draped over the edge.

"What are you doing?"

"I told you I was going to lay on the bed so you can stick your cock back in my mouth. Come over here and do it."

Ben approached the edge of the bed and bent his knees slightly, allowing his cock to line up with her mouth. She reached out once again, grabbing it and pulling him to her and greedily taking his cock into her mouth. As she took the head in, Emily reached behind Ben, grabbing his legs, and pulling his cock deeper into her mouth. She felt the tip hit the back of her mouth, and with a slight tip of her head and breath through her nose, Ben's cock slipped into her throat. Feeling the sudden change, Ben let out a loud groan, but within a couple of seconds, he felt Emily push on his thighs, causing him to quickly withdraw his cock from her mouth.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!"

Wiping the spit from her lips, Emily said, "Why are you sorry? That is what I wanted."

"But you pushed back?"

"Yeah, I wanted you to pull back a little before pushing it back in. "

"What?"

"Ben, I want you to fuck my mouth and throat. Not hard, but in this position, you have to do the work."

"Oh."

"Now get back over here and do it." Ben moved closer again, allowing his cock to rest on Emily's lips before she allowed it to slip back in. As she took it back in, she mumbled, "Mmhmm," giving him the go ahead to begin to gently thrust. As he did, he could feel each time his cock entered her throat which caused him to moan. When he didn't have his head tilted back, he was looking at Emily's body; her tits bounced softly with each thrust and her left hand had left his body and was gently rubbing her clit, causing her to moan softly, vibrating his cock.

They maintained this position for a minute or so, Emily getting more turned on with the combination of his cock in her mouth and her finger on her clit. She could feel the cock swelling a bit more and after feeling how large Ben's balls were, was sure he would be a large cummer, so she didn't want to risk him cumming in her mouth. She gently pushed him away and smiled up at him, "How was that?"

Ben stepped back and steadied himself on the dresser, "Wow, that was amazing." He paused for a moment, steadying himself and collecting his thoughts as Emily turned and moved to a sitting position on the bed with her knees pulled up against her chest, allowing him a perfect view of her now wet pussy. He then continued, "I will have to repay the favor some time."

Emily giggled, "I'd like that, but right now, I've had enough foreplay, I need to feel you inside of me." Ben simply nodded before Emily continued, "Come over here and lay down." Ben moved over to the bed and lay down with his head on a pillow. Emily moved up and kissed him before allowing her hand to travel to his cock, making sure it was still wet from her blowjob. Happy that it was wet enough and knowing that her pussy was for sure wet, she pulled back from their kiss and straddled Ben, hovering her pussy over his cock, saying for his benefit and a bit of her own, "I know I can handle this, but it's going to take a few to adjust, so let me control everything."