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“Excellent. Here, let me give you my card. If you’re in town, give me a contact.” We quickly swapped business cards, and she reached out and softly grabbed my hand again, then said “Nice to finally meet you, Marcus,” before walking away. I stood unintentionally staring as her incredible ass swayed down the hall, before pulling myself out of my reverie. As I looked toward the lobby, I caught Jim, no more than 20 feet away, giving me his best amused, raised eyebrow smile.

I walked up beside him, but as he went to open his mouth, I just spat out “Shut up.” He laughed uproariously, and we set out in search of food.

The next day was pretty boring. We had a long talk about funding in the morning, and then a mind-numbing talk about budgets in the afternoon. By the time dinner came around, I was ready to eat my own hand out of both hunger and boredom. Jim and I were heading back down to the burger spot I’d come to several nights ago, when Mariah walked up and matched my gait. “Where you guys heading?” she asked.

“Dinner. Burgers and beers. You want to join us?” Jim volunteered before I could voice an objection. Truth was, I didn’t entirely trust myself around her.

“Love to!” she shot back.

“Great,” I added, trying to keep the fluster and frustration with Jim out of my voice. As we exited the lobby, though, Jim added a thought.

“Yeah. Although this number is uneven. I need a date, since you’ve already got one Marcus.” A date? Was he kidding? Shit, I…

“Wait, I have someone I can hit up, she might be available,” I shot back, and quickly pulled my phone out to text Charlie.

‘Interested in Dinner with me and a couple of friends?’ I typed out. Not even a minute passed before she replied.

‘Yeah, sounds fun. Was going to do something else but gf just canceled on me. Where?’

‘Same place. We’re heading over now.’

‘Cool, see u there.’

“Got a girl coming for you.”

“Damn. Marcus, that’s why you’re my partner and bestie,” Jim shot back. “You get shit done.”

“It’s just a gal I met the other night. You’ll like her, she’s spunky.”

“Oooh, spunky. I like it when they know what they want. She ride you well?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, fucker. You know I wouldn’t go there. Especially now.”

“What’s up?” Mariah inquired toward Jim.

“Marcus and his wife are in a really rough patch right now. I keep encouraging him to even the score, if ya get my drift.”

“Thanks for broadcasting my personal shit, dickhead.”

“What? I thought it was obvious.”

“You do have the look of a guy who hasn’t been laid in several months,” Mariah offered, looping her left hand in my right arm. “For what it’s worth, I think your wife is an idiot. You’re hot, and I’d bet money you’re the type of stud that’d curl any woman’s toes and leave her shaking,” she added, giving my bicep a firm squeeze.

“Uh, thanks,” I stammered, as I felt my cock give a big twitch in my boxer briefs.

“Keep the faith, hottie. Something good will happen for you soon,” she said, pulling herself a little closer into my side. I tried hard to suppress a shiver of excitement at her proximity and contact, with only moderate success, and she looked up at me with a mild smirk. I forced myself to quickly look away.

“So anyway,” I said, “what do you guys think of the conference so far.” Both Jim and Mariah snorted with laughter, seeing through my obvious ploy.

Dinner was fun, from every angle. Jim and Charlie hit it off like the oldest of friends, joking and flirting so much it was amazing. As we sat there, swapping stories and jokes and downing a couple more beers after dinner was cleared, it was obvious the way our little four top table was dividing, with the two of them increasingly into each other, and me and Mariah slowly leaning in. I was beginning to wonder if I should get out of there—my instincts were telling me that if I didn’t, I was likely to end up in that familiar dance—hey, why don’t you come to my room for a nightcap, oh, sure, but I can’t stay long, and then before you know it, your dick is in the girl’s mouth and you’re wracked with guilt. So, on the one hand, there was the pull of my still unresolved marriage, a long history, and my children—how could I reconcile losing all of that? On the other, there was this amazing creature I was drawn to, and the promise of bountiful and incredible sex. As we exited the restaurant, Charlie enticed Jim into a drink at her place, and we waved them off as she gave a cursory invite to join—it was pretty obvious Jim was getting laid that night, and I wasn’t about to cockblock. As we set back toward the hotel, the sun was slowly moving down, and Mariah suggested a walk on the beach, to which I readily agreed—I was enjoying the night, but also didn’t trust myself and felt like it would be a good idea to stay in public with this girl.

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