She and I had never met.

We had chatted only in emails.

I was bringing her to my hometown to give a lecture to some research physicians regarding some recent work she had done. I figured it was only my imagination, but her emails had a level of curiousity to them. A sort of intellectual sensuality. I was sure that it was only my mind fantasizing, but I looked forward to the day she and I met. I even wrote that I was looking forward to meeting her in an email. My chest thudded when she responded that she was looking forward to meeting me to.

Surely I was fantasizing. I had planned to meet her at the airport and take her to the hotel.

In an instant I knew it was her.

A confident strut, a soft alluring smile, a bounce in her hair with each step she took in her heels and suit. She was even more extraordinary than in my fantasy. "It's nice to meet you doctor, " I said. "Please, call me Karen.

And it's even better to meet you." Her smile bright and her eyes a hypnotizing color of brown.

There was an obvious sense of interest coming from her. I hoped it wasn't just my fanstasy messing with me again. I wanted it to be real.

But how could it? She was a great researcher and I was some joker putting on a conference. She hardly took a breath while we walked to the car. She spewed intellectual theory and information that would make a professor blush.

I didn't. I smelled in her perfume and felt her brush against me as we walked.

Why was she walking so close? There was plenty of room. I attempted to help put her bags in the car, but she'd have none of that. She was a strong woman. Too proud to let me do that for her. We talked...well, she mostly talked on our ride to the hotel. She told me about her recent travels overseas and around the country. It was her forthcoming confession that blew me away. "All this travelling makes a girl kinda lonely, you know?" "I would soft placeume so, " I said unsure where this was leading. "Yeah, my husband travels as much as I do. We sometimes make arrangements to meet at different hotels around the country just to..well, you know." She laughed with a hint of embarrassment. The subject had certainly turned in a direction I liked. I felt her move closer and lean towards me. She was looking at my left hand. "You're married, huh?" she asked returning to her side of the car. "I am.

" "Ever meet your wife at the airport after a few days apart and realize that she is just out of her mind...I'm sorry, this is really too forward of me." She turned and looked out her window. There was a brief uncomfortable silence. "I gave her a hand-job on the way home one time." I blurted it out.

I wanted to keep the conversation going and didn't know how. So, I just threw it out there. I felt my throat tighten and my chest pound. How would she handle that? Again, a small silence. "I gave my husband a blow-job on the way to the hotel one time." We finally made eye contact and began to laugh. "I had a feeling you were somebody I could share that kind of thing with, " she said. I felt my length tighten in my pants. This wasn't really happening, I thought. Couldn't be. "Okay, " she said, "we've shared a little bit, but I really want to know about your comfort with this discussion." "Let's just say I've actually written on the subject, so to speak, " I responded. "Are you Sexologist?" "No. I've written some erotica." More silence. But I felt her move closer.

Her perfume was stronger from body heat. I felt her mouth against my ear and warm breath escape as she said, "The scenario about your wife, you know, horny after a flight? That's how I'm feeling right now.

I'd love for you to jerk me off like you did her." I stopped at a stop light and turned to her. Her confident eyes were full of desire. She was out of her mind with need. "I think I can do that, " I said. "Thank God!" she said fumbling for the recliner lever of the seat.

The seat flew backwards and she began to wiggle her skinny hips out of her slacks and pulled them below her knees. The city lights flashed shots of her body. A thin panty covered her tightly trimmed sex. I felt my length jump to attention and press against my pants. I had to slow the car down so I could concentrate. I ran my hand across her blouse covered breasts. She moaned an approval.

She wiggled as though I was scorching her with every movement of my hand.

Down her thin stomach my hand traveled.

I paused above the panty line. "Oh you're one of those, " she said heavy-breathed. She grabbed my hand and pushed it down towards her sex.

Her panties were soaked. I knew this would be an easy job. She pulled her panties aside while my hand slipped up and down her slippery sex.

She lifted a leg and turned her hips toward me.

I sunk two fingers in as deep as I could. She moaned and bucked.

I found the G-spot relatively fast, which surprised both of us, as she nearly came at the first flick of my finger. As her breathing increased, so did my pumping hand action. She grabbed my forearm and began to moan. Her eyes were squeezed shut and I knew she was close. At the next stoplight, I threw the car in park and leaned towards her. I wrapped my mouth around her ear, and she let go. I felt my hand soak with her climax.

I felt her body release its tension. "You are good at this, aren't you.

" "I try.

No complaints so far." With the light turned green, I removed my hand and began driving. The doctor worked her clothes back on and lifted her seat. I pulled into the busy hotel parking lot and found a spot a bit around the corner. I met the doctor at the trunk of the car. She hadn't said a word since her climax in the car, until "Now it's your turn." She dropped to her knees and unzipped my pants. My length was still large and dribbling pre-cum.

Her mouth wrapped around it and I grew full again. She was relentless and determined. Her head bounced so fast that I nearly fell over. Her hand wrapped around my nuts and she would suck my tip a few times, then deep throat me again a few times. She did this over and over again until I felt my body tighten and felt the orgasm beginning. She never took her mouth away. She moaned as I let my climax go. She seemed to be enjoying it as much as I was. My knees were weak and I felt my body shake.

It was one of the most complete orgasms I'd ever had. With only a thank you for the ride, she grabbed her bags and headed to the hotel. The next day was thrilling to see her speak to the crowd knowing the many skills that mouth had. After the conference I invited her back again. She said she couldn't wait to come again.