Yall know I have a short attention span. I'll write like 3 or 4 things on one topic and move on. But this I feel can flow for a while. Random short stories about random short encounters. All fictional yall. I ain't letting yall in my real life like that. So...
About every six months he comes home, and about every six month I make sure he gets in to me. We are about 6 weeks overdue for our regularly schedule visits and he only has a one hour layover in the city. He doesn't know when he'll be able to come back. I'm sad and horny. I have to find a way to make something shake.
Now airport security is suppose to be one of the hardest things to get thru, but New Orleans is too small a city for me to not have an auntie/cousin/friend to help me with my plot. Or maybe a flight attendant.
I put a plan in place.
As he got off the plane, one of the flight attendants handed him a special invitation to the "Sky Miles" Lounge. Although there was a "no enter" sign on the door, it magically opened as he approached it. The door slid closed to reveal me, wearing...nothing...but some heels.
"Lock the door and put your bags on the floor", I said. "We only have a little while to get this done".
The look on his face was priceless. He locked the door and dropped his bags with the swiftness. Before he could say another word, I was squatting in front of him with his dick down my throat. He grabbed me by the nape of the neck to stop me. Led me to the table and layed me out. We devoured each other buffet style.
After swimming in a sea of our own juices, he told me to get off the table and hold on. He took a condom out his luggage and took me from the back. No breaks, no filters, no fillers, just straight hard fucking.
We walked out that room with giant smiles on our faces about 45 minutes after he first walked in. I know he slept the whole flight to his final destination.
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