I have finally finished up a rather hectic few days and now find myself sitting at the airport sipping on a cold lager and taking time to relax.
I almost thought it was you as a very enticing lady walked by and smiled, then stopped and asked if she could join me as we were both waiting to be called for boarding. "Of course, please, take a seat" I offered as she so perfectly slid her knees under the table and bent her hips in my direction as they followed. I must have been smiling as I was very taken with how perfectly her pencil skirt cradled and showed the curves of her gorgeous arse off so so delightfully. She noticed my gaze and her eyes dipped demurely towards the ground as she had enticed the reaction she was obviously intending.
She was wearing a light, white blouse. Light in colour and in texture and it showed off her form and flesh without being obvious. I noticed that she was wearing a half bra. Her breasts held up by silken cups of fabric that seemed to effortlessly cradle her womanhood.
It was a strange situation as we started to talk about New Zealand and what we thought of it. Casual tones and conversations seemed to be the order of the day but it was definitely more than that as she would brush her knees against mine as she turned to talk, or her hand would brush my arm as she laughed at a comment.
I enjoyed studying her face. It was light, joyous in how it expressed her thoughts as she talked and smiled in response to our stories. Her eyes were blue and I was grateful for that as it helped me to focus on her face until the opportunity arose when she looked up to order another drink and I took another glance at her breasts. Her nipples were now firm from when she had sat down and they pushed just over the edge of the silken cup holding the rest of her so perfectly. She whispered "Do you like what you see?" and it started me. For the first time in what seems like forever, I think I blushed in being caught out but I had been so taken by their shape I must have forgot how long I was admiring them.
"Please excuse my rudeness but I am simply stunned by your beauty."
She again looked down towards the ground. Her cheeks seemed to blush slightly and she softly responded. "As I have been of yours since I saw you and as such, I am flattered and surprisingly nervous that you find me beautiful."
Slowly I lent over and with the deftest touch of my lips, kissed her smooth long neck. She inhaled quickly at the touch of my lips on her flesh and the feel of my hand on her thigh as my fingers pressed gently into her firm flesh. "Then we are fortunate in our meeting"......
Late morning. The sounds and smell of a busy Sydney city try hard to cut through my tranquility and fight for my attention - I cradle my dopio close to my nose to keep it at bay. The smell of newly roasted beans and the feel of my half firm cock lazing happily in my jeans takes my mind back to yesterday's flight.
Moments after our first purposeful touch the boarding call beckoned us. We stood and made our way slowly down the flight bridge towards the plane.
I asked her what seat she had and noted it was only three rows from my own.
As we moved to enter the plane she turned and looked at me, and as she leaned in towards me she brushed the tip of her still firm nipple across my chest and whispered softly "Please use this toy as You see fit".
I kissed her glistening lips softly "I had intended to do exactly that".
We were shown to our seats and prepared for the flight.
