Katie and her two bosses 037

Katie and her two bosses 037
Austin

E
ach day
of the tech week is a perfect combination of work and play. We do some good networking, and several people are interested in our products. I feel sure that we’ll have some sales next week when everyone’s back in their offices.
We have conferences and talks during the day. Surprisingly, Katie goes to all of them. I thought she’d just hang out in the hotel or do some exploring on her own, but she insists on going to all the industry functions. Her genuine interest in the tech world is a pleasant surprise. She even takes part in a few workshops on beginning computer programming, and she really takes to it. I’m genuinely impressed when she shows me the code she was able to write after just a few hours of instruction. And I love how her face lights up when she solves a code puzzle. I have a feeling she’ll be our top programmer in no time, given how smart and hard-working she is.
But the best part of the week is the freedom in the evenings. We walk hand in hand in hand down the street, dance in clubs together, and flirt in restaurants. A few people are a little curious, but there are no disapproving looks or harsh remarks. It’s amazing to show our sweetheart a great time without fear of consequences, and I know it means a lot to her.
And of course, the sex has been mind-blowing. It’s hard to concentrate in the conferences when I’m mentally replaying how Katie looked with my cock in her mouth the night before, or thinking about which hole I want to fill tonight.
On Tuesday, we go out to dinner with some new friends from the tech fest – a couple from Alaska, and a small group from New York. We share beers and horror stories of buggy software and demanding clients – everyone in this industry has their fair share of issues.
On Thursday, we do some local sight-seeing in the late afternoon, taking pictures of the old buildings and historic sites. It turns out that Katie and I share a love of history, and she shares with Tyler a love of Native American jewelry. She looks great in the turquoise necklace he buys her.
And on Saturday night, we go to a party to celebrate the end of the conference. Not surprisingly, because tech people usually know how to party, it’s a blast. They hired a DJ, and most everyone is getting drunk from the open bar.
I’m trying to go slowly, but it’s hard to resist the giddy atmosphere. And Katie and Tyler have been pounding the margaritas.
What the hell, I think as I order another gin and tonic. The business part of the week is over. Time to cut loose before we have to go back to the real world tomorrow.
Katie jumps up from the table we’re sharing with a few new friends from the conference. “I love this song,” she says, her words just a little slurred. “Come on, Austin, break out those dance moves you showed me the other night.”
I laugh, knowing she’s poking fun at me. I’m a little stiff on the dance floor. “Hey, at least I try,” I protest.
“Yeah, back in college no one could ever get this guy to dance,” Tyler laughs. “He was always afraid of breaking a hip or something.”
“All right Tyler, show us how it’s done,” Katie says, putting her drink down.
The three of us go out to the dance floor, which thankfully is bathed in low light so my awkward dancing will be less visible. Katie starts to sway and gyrate with the beat, looking unbelievably sexy in her cute little dress. I resort to my old stand-by dance move, which is just a glorified stepping side-to-side, with a little arm movement added in to somehow resemble dancing. Unfortunately, I never seem to be able to keep up with the beat. Katie looks at me and tries to hide her laughter.
“I’m not laughing at you, baby, I promise,” she says.
“It’s all right,” I grin. “I know I can’t dance for shit.”
We both turn to watch as Tyler begins to move to the music. He’s the opposite of me – completely uninhibited in his body, moving wildly about with the rhythm. He somehow manages to look good doing it though, to my chagrin. The dancers nearby watch him, smiling. It’s amazing how lost in the music he is and how obviously he doesn’t care what anyone thinks about him.
Maybe it’s the last gin and tonic I had, or maybe Tyler has inspired me, but I decide right then and there that I don’t want my life to be ruled by the world’s opinions and judgments. Tyler’s right to live this way – life’s too fucking short. To hell with what everyone else thinks!
I grab Katie and begin moving with her, pulling her close against me, my hands trailing down to her ass. It feels good. Really good. I’m able to actually feel the music moving through me, and suddenly it’s so easy to move in time with the beat. I bend down and give her a kiss, her mouth opening and yielding to me, then I grab her hands and spin her around.
“Wow, Austin!” she yells over the loud music. “I didn’t know you had it in you. You can really dance!”
And I can, for the first time in my life. If only I’d known it was this easy all along. Just stop worrying about everyone else, and feel the music.
A slow song comes on, and I pull Katie in close to me. She rests her head on my chest, her arms around my shoulders. I feel like I never want to let go of her, never want this feeling to change.
When the song is over, she looks up at me with a slight smile. I know that look. She’s turned on.
“Let’s go for a walk,” she says, motioning for Tyler to join us.
We grab our things and head out into the brisk night air, laughing and stumbling from our drinks. People pass us on the sidewalk, on their way to one of the various downtown businesses. We walk with our arms linked, Katie in the middle, in the direction of the hotel, but stop on a bridge after a couple of blocks. A few people pass by Katie peers over the edge at the dark waters below.
“I’m just so happy now,” she says, her face lit up by her smile. “I just want you both to know how much I care about you.”
I pull her against me, wrapping my arms around her body.
Tyler comes up behind her, tracing his hand over her back. She reaches up and behind to his shoulders, pulling him closer to her. I bend down to kiss her again, and he covers her neck in kisses. My hands rest on that place where her waist curves out to her hips, and I feel myself growing harder. She leans back into Tyler, and his hands reach up to her breasts. She gasps for air, clearly turned on. I’m about to suggest we leave for the hotel where we can get really wild, but I want to savor this for one moment more. I close my eyes and give her one more kiss.
“What the fuck?” Tyler’s words startle me and my eyes rip open just as a bright light goes off, blinding me for a second. I feel Katie’s body tense up and jump ever so slightly.
I take a step back and turn around.
Oh fuck no! No no no no!
My eyes go wide as they fall, in horror, upon Jack Brice, who has just snapped a picture on his phone of the three of us.