1. The Chip Babe Goes Down


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

    bars. “I understand, and I’m sorry. Not sorry for what we did. But sorry I didn’t tell you at the bar. I wanted to be alone with you, and I let my instincts get in the way of my judgement. Frankly, I’d really like to see you again. That is, if you’re willing.” He sat beside me, and stroked my shoulders. He drew my mouth to his for another kiss. I responded reluctantly, but I did respond. I opened my mouth enough to permit his tongue to enter, and to flick and tease at my lips. I responded in kind. We necked like teenagers at prom. And but for the fear of room service induced coitus interruptus, we’d have been in bed again. The buzzer chimed, and the waiter rolled in the room service cart, revealing our plates with a flourish. Mike and I settled in on opposite ends of the table, nestled into our thick hotel bathrobes. “In addition to food on demand, I love hotel robes!” We toasted one another with orange juice, and began a deeper conversation about our lives and work. Mike was shockingly candid about his job at TekTok, even after I told him I was an analyst at Drekar. He wasn’t giving me anything to trade on, but we shared gossip about some of his competitors and I gave him some insight into how the most uppity of activist investors evaluate their targets. He was curious and open, and he appreciated my outsider’s perspective. A comfort was growing It took a couple of conferences and a few stolen nights in far-away hotel suites, before a true intimacy was established. I’m ...
    not talking about physical intimacy, we had that in Taipei, but rather, a business intimacy. I’d call Mike when he was working late at home, let him hear my vibrator humming, and purr into the phone, “Do you know what will get me off? Tell me something about your new ion implanter…talk to me, Mike!” As odd as it may seem, this was the ultimate in hot nerd chat. I’d push the vibrator into my clit, and let him listen as my breathing got uneven. He thought giving me engineering stats, or referencing some obscure journal article while I moaned, was insanely kinky. I made a point of letting him hear my fingers work, letting him hear the buzz of the vibrator and the rustling of the sheets as I squirmed and strained. The more technical the specs, the harder I got off. Eentually, he gave me the real information. The real numbers. And yes, my orgasms were real. How could I not come when he’d share some tidbit that I could trade on and get my bosses off my back? My excitement correlated with my likely bonus. These phone calls were serious, in addition to seriously arousing. I taped every chat, and transcribed them afterwards. When I’m having an orgasm, it’s hard to think, let alone remember details like TekTok’s progress at enhancing its beam angle. Mike’s information was gold. It didn’t take long, but my reputation as an analyst started to spread in the industry. Bloomberg Markets put me on their list of best Semiconductor Analysts. CNBC put me on the air whenever they needed a good ...
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