It had been a slow night so I was happy that this would be my last flight. Not excited, just happy to be done. I haven't been excited about anything in quite awhile. It's Friday night and I'll be going home to be alone like usual. I'm a shuttle driver at a small regional airport. It still gets the big airlines but there's only one gate and doesn't get much traffic on the weekends. I work nights from 4pm to 4am with only Sundays off which doesn't much lend itself to dating or even an occasional hookup. I haven't been laid in months.
I was deep in my daydream about getting some pussy when there was a knock on the window. It made me just about jump out of my seat. I didn't have anyone on my schedule and was only there out of obligation to the airport. When I looked over I saw a man in his mid to late 40s with dark, full hair and just the slightest steaks of grey along the temples. He was tall, well built and dressed nice and when I looked over he gave me a huge smile and a wave. I rolled down the window and said "Can I help you sir?"
"Hello, is this shuttle going to the Hilton in downtown Rochester?"
I said, "yes, that won't be a problem. Let me get your bags loaded. You can step right in."
He said, "thank you" and opened the side door and climbed in before I could even get out of the driver's seat.
With that I opened the door and got out of the shuttle. I opened the back hatch and gently loaded his two pieces of luggage. He was traveling light it seemed. Once I was done putting the luggage away I closed the hatch and climbed back in the driver's seat. As I was waiting to see if there would be anymore passengers I grabbed my clip board and asked for his name and how he would be paying. He said his name was James Asten and said he could pay with cash or credit. Whichever I preferred. Now, anyone who's ever worked a service job knows that cash is better than credit for two reasons. Cash is immediate. You didn't have to wait for the transaction to go through the banks and second, you didn't have to claim it on your taxes if you were so bold.
I turned to him and said "cash would be great. It's been a slow night and I could really use it."
He pulled out his wallet and handed me a $50. The fare to downtown was only $20 so I reached for my cash bag to give him change.
He stopped me by saying " keep it, I'm just glad you were here."
Once I saw that the airport had emptied out and there would be no more passengers, I put on my seatbelt and started to pull away from the curb.
"Looks like I have you all to myself tonight."
Since he was the only passenger I figured that's what he meant. Boy was I wrong. Something I would find out shortly. The drive was about 30 minutes so I asked if he wanted me to turn on the radio. He said no, he'd rather just chat if I didn't mind. I didn't, so he started telling me he travels for business and had been on flights since early this morning. He also said he likes to get in on Friday before his meetings on Monday to give himself time to recoup. He said his company paid for his travel and hotel so he always got to stay in the nicest places.
I told him he was my last passenger and my night was almost over. And talked a little about being originally from the East Coast and that I moved to the Midwest about six years earlier for a job that didn't work out.
After the general chit-chat and small talk, he asked if I was going home to a girlfriend or wife.
I kinda laughed and said "I wish. But unfortunately not for quite awhile. It's kind of hard to meet women with the hours I work"
At that he said, "That sucks. You must be ready to blow." And he started laughing. I just considered it two guys having locker room talk and laughed along with him. But, I felt a twitch in my pants letting me know that my dick agreed wholeheartedly.
At that point he moved across the aisle to the seat directly behind me. He leaned in close over my seat and said "I bet you could really use a blowjob."
My heart started pounding and my entire body became tense. I've had this reaction before with hot girls but never a man.
He followed that up by saying "Since you're about to get off, how would you like to come back to my room and get off again?"
I was in shock and I froze. Although my cock was immediately hard I finally said "sorry, I'm not gay."