1. The Chip Babe Goes Down


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: VirgoGo, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    shorter. Every little edge was necessary, because I hated sitting through our strategy meetings listening to some poor schmuck getting reamed, and wondering if I was next. Fortunately, my efforts soon paid off. I found my guy. Mike Pierce was the CTO of TekTok, an enormous semiconductor equipment manufacturer. He knew who was ordering what, and he knew his own business very well. He also responded to my flirtations. It all started innocently enough, as these things do. We ran into one another at the M.O. Bar at the Mandarin Oriental in Taipei. While on the road, I made a point of staying in the nicest hotels. Suffering in some low-thread-count Hilton didn’t appeal to me, and besides, you just never knew who you might encounter in the lobby or the bar. Decision makers and deal makers stay at the Mandarin, and if you have a choice between hanging with the monkey or the organ-grinder, why not choose the organ-grinder? I recognized Mike right away. He was a little rumpled and jet-lagged from his flight, but he still looked like the photo on the TekTok website. His brown hair was thinning, his waist was thickening, but he moved like an athlete. Even without the benefit of a third Kir Royale, he was easy on my eyes. Mike sat down beside me, and flagged the bartender. “Macallan 12, on the rocks. Make it a double.” “Did you just fly in?” I asked, knowing the answer. “Yes. It may be a direct flight, but fourteen hours on a plane is a killer. Ambien only helps so much, you know?” ...
    “Yeah. Getting here is a bitch. Although, I have to say, it sure beats being back home. I love hotels. Someone brings you food whenever you’re hungry. You can get a drink whenever you’re thirsty. There are maids to clean up every mess you make. Oh, and you meet such interesting people.” I gave him my most encouraging smile. “I wish I lived in a hotel!” “You’re right. It’s good to get away. And you’re definitely right about room and maid service.” The waiter arrived with Mike’s scotch, so I raised my glass to him. “Welcome to Taipei. May your meetings be productive, and may your sheets get all tangled.” I leaned in and whispered, “I know a hungry man when I see one, and that woman over there has been eyeing you ever since you arrived.” I pointed to a Chinese woman in the corner, who had never looked our way. “I think she’s a prostitute, and I bet she can teach you a thing or two.” Mike blushed. “No. She’s not for me. I’m not here for that. And besides, I couldn’t do with her what I’m doing with you right now.” “What’s that? Conversation? Oh yes…Conversation!” I leaned back in my chair. “Actually, I don’t blame you. She looks a little young and a lot mercenary. She’d suck your cock and your wallet dry.” I was trying to make him blush again, and I was succeeding. Mike began to sit with a bit more energy. “You must spend a lot of time in hotel bars. You seem to know your way around ‘em.” “Oh yeah. Far too much. I can look at everyone in this place and tell you their story - or ...