The first leg of my flight was uneventful, although I did have to endure the endlessly boring conversation of the people on either side of me. They had a few mutual acquaintances and had to talk about each in detail. I put in my earplugs and read until I was sleepy, and drifted off. When I awoke, they were still talking. I faked sleep until we landed.
When I entered the boarding area for my flight home, I saw a tall, auburn-haired person sitting, facing away from me. I was sure it was Molly, so I came up behind her and whispered in her ear, "Good morning, good looking."
Her head snapped around, and to my total relief, it was Molly.
"Hi!" she exclaimed. "Have a seat here," she said a she patted the chair next to her. "It's great to see you. How are you? We have a lot of catching up to do."
I told her about the adventure in Phoenix with the airline and missing our connection.
"That's a bummer," she said. "Too bad there's not a silver lining. Wish I had been there with you."
"Oh, but there was a silver lining." I smiled a shit-eating grin and started. "I fucked Brenda last night! Or rather, she fucked me, or at least initiated it!"
"No. Not Brenda! No way. She's straighter than I-80 across the salt flats!"
"Way," I said. "But she's not admitting it." From there I told her all about it, all the details from the moment Brenda slid into my bed to my sharing my cum with her to her denial at the airport.
Molly shook her head in disbelief. "I knew you were a charmer, but I had no idea you were that good. Tell me about the rest of your trip. I know you and I fucked, and I heard all about you and Anissa. She told the whole world about it. She said you guys did anal too."
"Yea we did," was my reply. "I love anal sex, and she was as tight as anyone I have ever done that with. In fact, I'd only been in her ass a minute or two when I was about to cum, and when I told her, she climbed off my cock and started sucking. True ass-to-mouth. I'd never done that before. I have to admit it was pretty hot."