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I made my way to the gate and settled in with my carry-on. The flight wasnt too full so the boarding area was only half full. I took notice of a woman about my height (5'10"), with serious curves. She had long red hair and a freckled pale complexion. In my heightened state of arousal i easily slippped onto fantasies about how her enourmous breasts would look naked, picturing Celtic tattoos around her areola. My phone buzzed with a text from laurie snapping me back to reality.
"RU at rhe airport?"
"Yeah. I practically got a BJ from the TSA agent that felt me up"
"Seriously???"
"Yeah, I'll tell u all about it when I get there."
"Lol that's hilarious. U boarding soon?"
"Calling first class now. Will be my turn soon"
"Ok. Text me when u land"
"Of course. See you soon sexy! xoxoxo"
When I looked up from my phone the redheaded amazon had disappeared and my row was being called. I grabbed my carry on and headed to the gate agent handing her my boarding pass. Since the flight wasn't very full there wasn't much of a line to board the plane. As I stepped aboard I noticed the usual collection of frequent flyer types seated in first class sipping their complimentary beverages. The fellow tech consultants who were paying thief dues always stand out to me, only a few years ago I was one of them. Platinum status, automatic upgrades, especially on something as mundane as the Friday night Boston-Detroit route. However, three years behind a desk and I was now heading to coach. Still on an underbooked flight I'd probably have a whole row to myself.
As I made my way past the curtain separating coach from first class I noticed the redhead from the waiting area just a few rows ahead sitting by the window. I was much closer than before and could see her sparkling green eyes and the shamrock tattoo peeking above the neckline of her blouse just to the right of her ample be-freckled cleavage. It wasn't Celtic knot work but damn close. I congratulated myself for being so close and wondered if the clitoral hood piercing I was now imagining had any basis in reality. She caught me checking her out and smiled. "See something you like?" She asked coyly with a hint of annoyance as if my staring was an invasion she just wasn't in the mood to entertain. "Yes thank you," i replied. "Just the best seat on the plane," and took the aisle seat in her row sliding my carry-on under the seat in front of me. It effectively locked me into the seat while other passengers flowed past down the aisle. It was a gamble, someone who actually had the seat assigned to them might ask me to move, but it seemed worthwhile if only for the eye-candy and the possibility she would brush against me on the way to the bathroom.
We sat quietly while the rest of the passengers boarded. It was full enough that by the time everyone was seated there wasn't any completely empty rows and neither of us had an excuse to move. I turned to see if she might entertain a little conversation, she was already looking at me with an amused smirk.
"You think you're pretty clever, huh? How's that working out for you?"
"I manage, I like to think I find solutions to problems that others can't."
"I see, so taking a seat that's not yours just so you can stare at my tits is a solution?"
"No, if I wanted to stare at your tits I would have taken the seat in front of you and stared at them using the reflection on my watch face. But that's not clever it's just creepy."
Shannon laughed and seemed to soften a little. We chatted innocently for the entire flight. She had just received an MBA from Boston University and was being promoted to some director level position at an automotive company in the motor city after working in the field managing distribution to dealerships in Boston. Her boyfriend was some local musician and had been playing the clubs in the local scene for some time, he had shows this weekend and was thinking about moving to Detroit with her. I offered that she sounded pretty ambivalent about his lack of decision, and she said that she knew she would be happy either way, and that if he did move with her it would mean moving in with her and she honestly didn't know how well that would work out. It was a pleasant conversation and it served as a distraction to the near constant state of arousal I had found myself in the last two weeks.
I told her about my business trip and that I was taking an opportunity to meet a woman I had known on the internet for a few months now. She pressed me for details and I kept my description very vanilla. I said that Laurie and I met through friends on Facebook, we shared similar interests in art and music, and both had a "wicked" sense of humor and sarcasm. Although talking about Laurie brought all that pent up arousal back to the surface and images swirled in my mind of all the things I didn't say about her. It must have shown in my face as Shannon's smirk returned and she gave me a knowing "Uh-huh." She asked me to let her out so she could use the rest room. I stood up and stepped into the aisle, turning away from her to hide the tent that had reformed in my trousers. Shannon headed towards the rear of the aircraft and I took a moment to admire the generous curve of her ass in her jeans before settling back into my seat and attempting to calm myself. As distracted as I was I hadn't noticed her return and was slightly startled when she tapped on my shoulder. "Oh, sorry, I was spacing out there," I said as I stood. She returned another knowing "uh-huh" and brushed past me into the row, her hip and hand grazing the boner in my pants. She didn't seem to notice and sat quietly in her seat, she produced a book from her carry on and we were quiet for the rest of the flight.
It was just after ten o'clock when we landed in Detriot. Once on the ground I quickly texted Laurie as we taxied to the terminal,
"Landed! Can't wait to see u."
By the time we had arrived at the gate she still hadn't responded and my fears that Laurie was backing out cropped up in my mind. I trudged dutifully up the aisle and made my way to baggage claim. Shannon walked up to me as I waited by the carousel,
"So is your lady-friend coming to meet you?"
"No, we were going to meet after I got settled into my hotel."
"Were? Are you not going to meet up?"
"I don't know, she hasn't responded to my text since we landed."
Shannon gave me a "poor baby" with a pouty face, clearly she was enjoying my disappointment. "Serves you right for being Mr. Clever." At that moment I spotted Laurie standing in the crowd on the other side of the carousel. I extended my hand to Shannon, and said "thank you for being such a good travel companion, but m'lady awaits." Shannon shook my hand with a quizzical expression and I strolled my way around the baggage carousel. As I turned the corner I was finally able to see Laurie in full view, her enormous breasts were tastefully accentuated by her cream colored flared top that hugged the curves of 54G bustline and cut just low enough to allow her two tattoos to peek out from either side of the cleavage that was visible.. The hem falling just to her mid thigh which were clad in form fitting black leggings with lacy accents cutout down the sides, simple black ballet slippers adorning her feet. The luscious curves of her lower thighs and calves simply on display. While the flare of her top obscured the soft cushion of her belly, the wide curves of her hips and upper thighs pressed them outward.
Every image I had seen of her naked flesh and every video I had watched of her body jiggling and writhing in sexual ecstasy flooded my mind and the painfully steely erection that haunted me these past couple weeks returned instantly to my trousers. I strode towards her confidently and she saw me smiling. When I reached her we embraced, pressing our bodies together like lovers who are trying to maintain composure in public. My erection pressed firmly against her fleshy belly as we hugged and when we stepped back, she looked into my eyes wantonly, a lusty grin on her face. "Someone's happy to see me," she quipped, "how was your flight?"
"Uneventful, I had a seat next to pretty lady and we chatted a bit," I confessed.
"I bet you did. You offer to induct her into the mile-high club?" Laurie teased.
"You know, I've done a ton of business travel and I've never been interested in having sex in some stinky airplane toilet. Maybe someday if I get to fly on private jet, but otherwise it just seems gross. Besides the kind of women I like barely fit into an airplane bathroom by themselves."
"You're such a charmer" Laurie laughed and hugged me again. This time we stole a kiss, again restraining ourselves as lovers in public must, our mouths only opened slightly. She tasted of white wine and fruit, and her aroma was intoxication, I couldn't place the perfume exactly but it smelled of vanilla and sandalwood. Being so close, touching her, holding her, tasting her, smelling her, was exquisite and beyond my wildest dreams of this very moment. Underneath it all was the smoldering sexual tension we had built up for these past six months, I could feel it in our embrace, and see it burning in her blue-green eyes as we stepped back from each other. Her face was flush and she leaned towards me to whisper "I'm so wet right now." I smiled and kissed her quickly on lips before saying "let's find my bag and get out of here." She nodded in agreement and we stepped closer to the carousel.
While we were greeting each other the bags had been filling the carousel and claimed by their owners. Mine was the lonely black two wheeler left circling on the belt. I grabbed it and extended the handle, placing my carry-on on top and rolling them both behind me in my left hand while I took Laurie's hand in my right and followed the signs to the rental car counters. At the rental desk I produced my corporate credit card and Massachusetts license for the agent, a rather sour woman that whose expense Laurie and I shared smiles when her back was turned. When my ID and credit card were returned Laurie asked "May I see your license?"
"Sure," I said handing her the shiny hologrammed card.
"Thank you, I promised my Hero I wouldn't go anywhere without checking your credentials. Do you mind if I text him your license number?"
"You know, I have my fingerprints on file with the FBI and the SEC. My company has me bonded for ten million dollars in the event I compromise a client's financial systems. But I know none of that ensures your personal safety and let's face it we only just met in person so I totally understand Hero being protective. Why don't you take a pic of my license and send him the whole thing?"
She smiled at me genuinely and did as I suggested placing my license on the counter and taking a picture with her phone. After a few taps it had been sent and confirmed. "Hero says you should really take care of those parking tickets," she offered playfully.
"I know, I'm up for renewal next year so if I don't I won't have a license. Did you drive yourself here?" I wondered aloud, fearful that she might have somewhere else to be.
"Nope, Hero gave me a lift, he's been waiting at the bar until he was comfortable I would be safe."
"Would he like to meet me?" I asked.
"Maybe later this week, tonight I want you all to myself," she replied the smoldering lust in her eyes causing my face to flush hotly.
"Other than my parking violations, do you have any reservations about getting in a car with me?"
"Not at all," she said and taking my hand again we were off to the garage to pickup the Chevy Malibu I had been assigned. I put my bags in the trunk and walked to the passenger side opening the door for Laurie. She stepped towards the car and turned towards me smiling wickedly and stepped towards her and pressed myself wantonly against her our mouths engaged in a deep kiss. No longer surrounded by the crowds of the airport we took our time exploring each others mouths with our tongues, she leaned back against the car as as I pressed my steely erection against her belly and my hands explored the fleshy rolls of her back and ass. She moaned softly into my mouth as my left hand wandered under her top and ran up her side then to the tight space between her top and bra, my fingertips circling her hardening nipple. She pushed me back against the open door and sat quickly in the seat, still facing outwards with her feet on the pavement between us. Her hands ran down my shirt to my belt and she quickly undid my pants, push them just low enough for my cock to spring free. Then pulling me by my belt she took the swollen purple head into her mouth and began to stroke the shaft with her right hand.
I took a moment to enjoy this newly erotic and pleasurable sensation throwing my head back and stifling a moan that I was sure would echo in the parking structure and draw attention. Once I had become accustomed to the exquisite sensations of Laurie's expert mouth on my rock hard member, I was able to scan around just to be sure we weren't about to get arrested or lewd and lascivious conduct. The area we were in was fairly secluded and the way we were positioned between the body of the car and the open door made for a enough privacy I felt comfortable enough to really let go and enjoy this expert semi-public blowjob that Laurie was so enthusiastically delivering.I placed my hand s on the top of her head, not pushing but simply feeling her hair and enjoying it's short softness in my hands while her hot mouth brought me closer and closer to cumming. My breath became ragged and she paused to look up at me with those lusty blue-green eyes, the tip of my cock just between her lips while she stroked the shaft rapidly. I moaned outloud echoing my excstacy through the parking garage as I shot my hot cum into her waiting mouth. She stood quickly, pulling my pants up in the process and kissed me again deeply, pushing my cum into my mouth with her tongue.
We lingered in our cummy kiss for several minutes as we each swallowed some of my hot spunk and licked the dribbles that escaped around the corners of mouths off each other's faces. "Get in and drive to the hotel Frank, I'm hungry for more!" Laurie growled playfully. I buckled my pants up and helped her into the passenger seat, closing the door gently. I then made my way around to the drivers seat and turned on the GPS to get us as quickly as possible to what I could only presume would be a sleepless night of wild debauchery.
"RU at rhe airport?"
"Yeah. I practically got a BJ from the TSA agent that felt me up"
"Seriously???"
"Yeah, I'll tell u all about it when I get there."
"Lol that's hilarious. U boarding soon?"
"Calling first class now. Will be my turn soon"
"Ok. Text me when u land"
"Of course. See you soon sexy! xoxoxo"
When I looked up from my phone the redheaded amazon had disappeared and my row was being called. I grabbed my carry on and headed to the gate agent handing her my boarding pass. Since the flight wasn't very full there wasn't much of a line to board the plane. As I stepped aboard I noticed the usual collection of frequent flyer types seated in first class sipping their complimentary beverages. The fellow tech consultants who were paying thief dues always stand out to me, only a few years ago I was one of them. Platinum status, automatic upgrades, especially on something as mundane as the Friday night Boston-Detroit route. However, three years behind a desk and I was now heading to coach. Still on an underbooked flight I'd probably have a whole row to myself.
As I made my way past the curtain separating coach from first class I noticed the redhead from the waiting area just a few rows ahead sitting by the window. I was much closer than before and could see her sparkling green eyes and the shamrock tattoo peeking above the neckline of her blouse just to the right of her ample be-freckled cleavage. It wasn't Celtic knot work but damn close. I congratulated myself for being so close and wondered if the clitoral hood piercing I was now imagining had any basis in reality. She caught me checking her out and smiled. "See something you like?" She asked coyly with a hint of annoyance as if my staring was an invasion she just wasn't in the mood to entertain. "Yes thank you," i replied. "Just the best seat on the plane," and took the aisle seat in her row sliding my carry-on under the seat in front of me. It effectively locked me into the seat while other passengers flowed past down the aisle. It was a gamble, someone who actually had the seat assigned to them might ask me to move, but it seemed worthwhile if only for the eye-candy and the possibility she would brush against me on the way to the bathroom.
We sat quietly while the rest of the passengers boarded. It was full enough that by the time everyone was seated there wasn't any completely empty rows and neither of us had an excuse to move. I turned to see if she might entertain a little conversation, she was already looking at me with an amused smirk.
"You think you're pretty clever, huh? How's that working out for you?"
"I manage, I like to think I find solutions to problems that others can't."
"I see, so taking a seat that's not yours just so you can stare at my tits is a solution?"
"No, if I wanted to stare at your tits I would have taken the seat in front of you and stared at them using the reflection on my watch face. But that's not clever it's just creepy."
Shannon laughed and seemed to soften a little. We chatted innocently for the entire flight. She had just received an MBA from Boston University and was being promoted to some director level position at an automotive company in the motor city after working in the field managing distribution to dealerships in Boston. Her boyfriend was some local musician and had been playing the clubs in the local scene for some time, he had shows this weekend and was thinking about moving to Detroit with her. I offered that she sounded pretty ambivalent about his lack of decision, and she said that she knew she would be happy either way, and that if he did move with her it would mean moving in with her and she honestly didn't know how well that would work out. It was a pleasant conversation and it served as a distraction to the near constant state of arousal I had found myself in the last two weeks.
I told her about my business trip and that I was taking an opportunity to meet a woman I had known on the internet for a few months now. She pressed me for details and I kept my description very vanilla. I said that Laurie and I met through friends on Facebook, we shared similar interests in art and music, and both had a "wicked" sense of humor and sarcasm. Although talking about Laurie brought all that pent up arousal back to the surface and images swirled in my mind of all the things I didn't say about her. It must have shown in my face as Shannon's smirk returned and she gave me a knowing "Uh-huh." She asked me to let her out so she could use the rest room. I stood up and stepped into the aisle, turning away from her to hide the tent that had reformed in my trousers. Shannon headed towards the rear of the aircraft and I took a moment to admire the generous curve of her ass in her jeans before settling back into my seat and attempting to calm myself. As distracted as I was I hadn't noticed her return and was slightly startled when she tapped on my shoulder. "Oh, sorry, I was spacing out there," I said as I stood. She returned another knowing "uh-huh" and brushed past me into the row, her hip and hand grazing the boner in my pants. She didn't seem to notice and sat quietly in her seat, she produced a book from her carry on and we were quiet for the rest of the flight.
It was just after ten o'clock when we landed in Detriot. Once on the ground I quickly texted Laurie as we taxied to the terminal,
"Landed! Can't wait to see u."
By the time we had arrived at the gate she still hadn't responded and my fears that Laurie was backing out cropped up in my mind. I trudged dutifully up the aisle and made my way to baggage claim. Shannon walked up to me as I waited by the carousel,
"So is your lady-friend coming to meet you?"
"No, we were going to meet after I got settled into my hotel."
"Were? Are you not going to meet up?"
"I don't know, she hasn't responded to my text since we landed."
Shannon gave me a "poor baby" with a pouty face, clearly she was enjoying my disappointment. "Serves you right for being Mr. Clever." At that moment I spotted Laurie standing in the crowd on the other side of the carousel. I extended my hand to Shannon, and said "thank you for being such a good travel companion, but m'lady awaits." Shannon shook my hand with a quizzical expression and I strolled my way around the baggage carousel. As I turned the corner I was finally able to see Laurie in full view, her enormous breasts were tastefully accentuated by her cream colored flared top that hugged the curves of 54G bustline and cut just low enough to allow her two tattoos to peek out from either side of the cleavage that was visible.. The hem falling just to her mid thigh which were clad in form fitting black leggings with lacy accents cutout down the sides, simple black ballet slippers adorning her feet. The luscious curves of her lower thighs and calves simply on display. While the flare of her top obscured the soft cushion of her belly, the wide curves of her hips and upper thighs pressed them outward.
Every image I had seen of her naked flesh and every video I had watched of her body jiggling and writhing in sexual ecstasy flooded my mind and the painfully steely erection that haunted me these past couple weeks returned instantly to my trousers. I strode towards her confidently and she saw me smiling. When I reached her we embraced, pressing our bodies together like lovers who are trying to maintain composure in public. My erection pressed firmly against her fleshy belly as we hugged and when we stepped back, she looked into my eyes wantonly, a lusty grin on her face. "Someone's happy to see me," she quipped, "how was your flight?"
"Uneventful, I had a seat next to pretty lady and we chatted a bit," I confessed.
"I bet you did. You offer to induct her into the mile-high club?" Laurie teased.
"You know, I've done a ton of business travel and I've never been interested in having sex in some stinky airplane toilet. Maybe someday if I get to fly on private jet, but otherwise it just seems gross. Besides the kind of women I like barely fit into an airplane bathroom by themselves."
"You're such a charmer" Laurie laughed and hugged me again. This time we stole a kiss, again restraining ourselves as lovers in public must, our mouths only opened slightly. She tasted of white wine and fruit, and her aroma was intoxication, I couldn't place the perfume exactly but it smelled of vanilla and sandalwood. Being so close, touching her, holding her, tasting her, smelling her, was exquisite and beyond my wildest dreams of this very moment. Underneath it all was the smoldering sexual tension we had built up for these past six months, I could feel it in our embrace, and see it burning in her blue-green eyes as we stepped back from each other. Her face was flush and she leaned towards me to whisper "I'm so wet right now." I smiled and kissed her quickly on lips before saying "let's find my bag and get out of here." She nodded in agreement and we stepped closer to the carousel.
While we were greeting each other the bags had been filling the carousel and claimed by their owners. Mine was the lonely black two wheeler left circling on the belt. I grabbed it and extended the handle, placing my carry-on on top and rolling them both behind me in my left hand while I took Laurie's hand in my right and followed the signs to the rental car counters. At the rental desk I produced my corporate credit card and Massachusetts license for the agent, a rather sour woman that whose expense Laurie and I shared smiles when her back was turned. When my ID and credit card were returned Laurie asked "May I see your license?"
"Sure," I said handing her the shiny hologrammed card.
"Thank you, I promised my Hero I wouldn't go anywhere without checking your credentials. Do you mind if I text him your license number?"
"You know, I have my fingerprints on file with the FBI and the SEC. My company has me bonded for ten million dollars in the event I compromise a client's financial systems. But I know none of that ensures your personal safety and let's face it we only just met in person so I totally understand Hero being protective. Why don't you take a pic of my license and send him the whole thing?"
She smiled at me genuinely and did as I suggested placing my license on the counter and taking a picture with her phone. After a few taps it had been sent and confirmed. "Hero says you should really take care of those parking tickets," she offered playfully.
"I know, I'm up for renewal next year so if I don't I won't have a license. Did you drive yourself here?" I wondered aloud, fearful that she might have somewhere else to be.
"Nope, Hero gave me a lift, he's been waiting at the bar until he was comfortable I would be safe."
"Would he like to meet me?" I asked.
"Maybe later this week, tonight I want you all to myself," she replied the smoldering lust in her eyes causing my face to flush hotly.
"Other than my parking violations, do you have any reservations about getting in a car with me?"
"Not at all," she said and taking my hand again we were off to the garage to pickup the Chevy Malibu I had been assigned. I put my bags in the trunk and walked to the passenger side opening the door for Laurie. She stepped towards the car and turned towards me smiling wickedly and stepped towards her and pressed myself wantonly against her our mouths engaged in a deep kiss. No longer surrounded by the crowds of the airport we took our time exploring each others mouths with our tongues, she leaned back against the car as as I pressed my steely erection against her belly and my hands explored the fleshy rolls of her back and ass. She moaned softly into my mouth as my left hand wandered under her top and ran up her side then to the tight space between her top and bra, my fingertips circling her hardening nipple. She pushed me back against the open door and sat quickly in the seat, still facing outwards with her feet on the pavement between us. Her hands ran down my shirt to my belt and she quickly undid my pants, push them just low enough for my cock to spring free. Then pulling me by my belt she took the swollen purple head into her mouth and began to stroke the shaft with her right hand.
I took a moment to enjoy this newly erotic and pleasurable sensation throwing my head back and stifling a moan that I was sure would echo in the parking structure and draw attention. Once I had become accustomed to the exquisite sensations of Laurie's expert mouth on my rock hard member, I was able to scan around just to be sure we weren't about to get arrested or lewd and lascivious conduct. The area we were in was fairly secluded and the way we were positioned between the body of the car and the open door made for a enough privacy I felt comfortable enough to really let go and enjoy this expert semi-public blowjob that Laurie was so enthusiastically delivering.I placed my hand s on the top of her head, not pushing but simply feeling her hair and enjoying it's short softness in my hands while her hot mouth brought me closer and closer to cumming. My breath became ragged and she paused to look up at me with those lusty blue-green eyes, the tip of my cock just between her lips while she stroked the shaft rapidly. I moaned outloud echoing my excstacy through the parking garage as I shot my hot cum into her waiting mouth. She stood quickly, pulling my pants up in the process and kissed me again deeply, pushing my cum into my mouth with her tongue.
We lingered in our cummy kiss for several minutes as we each swallowed some of my hot spunk and licked the dribbles that escaped around the corners of mouths off each other's faces. "Get in and drive to the hotel Frank, I'm hungry for more!" Laurie growled playfully. I buckled my pants up and helped her into the passenger seat, closing the door gently. I then made my way around to the drivers seat and turned on the GPS to get us as quickly as possible to what I could only presume would be a sleepless night of wild debauchery.
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