That was going to be a four-page pull out with loads of photos so we had several teams from the paper at the event.
We had been advised to 'glam' up a bit and I was wearing a red, short sleeved, shift dress with, of course, quite large, Dynasty type shoulder pads.
She was surprisingly easy to talk with, although I found myself a little in awe of her and the fact that such a senior person in the industry was bothering with a young, bird like me.
We all drank quite a lot and everyone was laughing, particularly at her witty and rather sacrilegious views on the ad industry.
We both knew that we would have sex again quite soon. I then went with another guy of my age for a few months having sex occasionally before being pulled by this older guy of thirty two a few weeks ago. As we lie on his bed half dozing and softly caressing each other in preparation for the 'second round' he asked. Him caressing and stroking me there had been new to me in my sexual experience. As I felt his cock between my legs the head of it finding my lips, his hand snaked round me and he squeezed my double D cup boobs. I really couldn't make out in my mind whether I loved sex and thus, put up with men or whether I was becoming a lesbian. I was constantly 'star struck' with the engaging and glamorous people I met and the fabulous clubs, pubs, restaurants and parties I got to go to through work.
Both hands would occasionally stray; his into the crease of my bottom, mine into his crinkly pubic hairs and onto his semi-hard dick. I had reluctantly in some ways given my virginity away a couple of years earlier and had subsequently slept with him a few times before we broke up. " He asked running his fingers along the inside of the crease of my bottom. " "Well I see girls and women of course who I think are very sexy and beautiful." "But have you ever thought you would like to touch them or be touched by them or maybe kiss them." "No" I lied for I had many times. " I asked as he pulled me onto my side facing away from him. I was employed initially in the advertising department partly selling advertising space, but also helping out on the exhibitions and the other events the paper ran. London was still 'swinging' and it was a fun place to work and live, especially in an industry like the media.
She was very powerful and authoritative around the shoot hurling as much abuse at the senior art directors as she did at the cameramen when they screwed things up.