A modern fantasy An adaption of a different fantasy When I was invited to lecture at a financial forum on Currency Arbitrage Technologies during a conference at the University of Chicago School of Business I thought it would be just another boring convention.A modern fantasy An adaption of a different fantasy When I was invited to lecture at a financial forum on Currency Arbitrage Technologies during a conference at the University of Chicago School of Business I thought it would be just another boring convention. But since I like Chicago a great deal, I agreed to attend and hoped for an adventure of some sort to spice up the proceedings. It turned out better than I ever anticipated. Read on....... During the welcoming dinner, I spotted a slender brunette at an adjacent table. She had an overall air of innocence about her but a wholesome face, long soft hair, beautifully rounded hips, and was pleasantly endowed in the chest as well, with breasts that supported poked her silk blouse out in an interesting way. Following the meal, I made sure that, I followed close behind her as the group was dispersing for the evening. At the elevator we made some small talk and went our separate ways for the night. The next morning while seated alone in the hotel lobby, perusing the Wall St. Journal, ordering breakfast I saw her emerge from the elevator and enter the hotel coffee shop. I followed her in and joined her in the line and noticed that tables for singles were in short supply. I stepped to her side and asked if she had a companion for breakfast. She replied that she was alone, starving and that anything that got her served sooner was OK with her. It turned out that she was not only lovely, she was intelligent and witty, with a direct and honest manner. We hit it off immediately. Our conversation covered a lot of ground starting with technical trading strategies and moving on to other mutual interests, including aerobic exercise. She was a serious fitness buff. I decided to plunge ahead and asked her if she wanted to meet me at the hotel fitness center for a swim later that day. She held my gaze just slightly longer than normal. Seeing that my overture was a symbolic gesture she agreed to meet me that afternoon. I planned to arrive at the pool before she did, I wanted to observe her entrance. When she appeared poolside, wearing a one piece, shiny, black, speedo bathing suit, my mind and cock both hardened with resolve, THIS was the adventure I had hoped for. |