Avi threw back his glass, draining the last of his beer.

Deirdre did the same with her martini, and then they both looked at each other with

flirty expressions on their faces.

I think we're thinking the same thing, Deirdre said, leaning forward to squeeze Avi's knee.

So, why don't we just lose the facade and go up to my room?

Avi let out a soft chuckle, when his job had told him they were sending him to Boston for a last-minute meeting before the holidays. He hadn't been too excited about it. He hated the

snow and the cold. But Deirdre, with her bright, blonde hair and those incredible curves, made it worthwhile.

Once they were up in Deirdre's hotel room, she kicked off her heels and turned to Avi.

She took him by the shirt collar and started to kiss him in a deep, passionate way that made

Avi's cock twitch in his pants.

I hate these damn work events, Deardra sighed, pulling back so she could start unbuttoning his

shirt.

But men like you make them exciting.

She slid her hands up Avi's toned stomach.

Then she reached down to start working on his belt.

Things were moving quicker than Avi expected, but he didn't mind. The stress release was much needed.

Deirdre pulled Avi to the bed and sat him down. Then she stood in front of him and began to shimmy

out of her black dress. Staring at Avi as she did so, he enjoyed the personal show, watching his Deirdre's dress

peeled away from her curves.

Wow.

Avi said breathlessly, you look incredible.

Deirdre turned around, bent over, and slowly pulled her lace, cheeky panties away from her ass. Avi groaned behind her, which only turned Dirdre on more.

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