After having spent Christmas in Denmark with some distant relatives, who had contacted Isis some months earlier about a heritage from a grandmother's unknown brother, Isis was ready to fly back to Goddessville, not very rich but still much of than when she arrived in Denmark.
Finn had checked in on the same flight for a business trip to the US and they were seated together. Finn noticed immediately how attractive Isis was, her beautiful smile, her lovely face, her adorable mouth, and beautiful blond hair. He smelled her scent and was intoxicated.
When Isis's thigh brushed against Finn as she took her seat, he even imagined sensing her soft skin. And he was not gentleman enough not too peek down her cleavage enjoying the sight of her lovely big breasts.
On the flight they had no real conversation except pleasantries about the weather, flying and late departures and arrivals.
A couple of hours into the flight the Captain announced due to very bad weather conditions all North American Airports were closed and we would be landing in Iceland to await clearance to fly on.
Their flight landed at Reykjavik and taxied to the gate.
Isis was not fond of crowded areas, neither was Finn, so they were the last passengers to exit the plane. Unfortunately the 'temporary stay' in Iceland dragged on. Everybody had to spend the night in Reykjavik. By the time Isis and Finn reached the podium, the available hotel rooms had already been distributed and they were told they would have to spend the night in the airport lounge.
They objected strongly but with no relief, not until Finn presented his Platinum Executive Frequent Flyer card, then suddenly Presidential Suite became available. Having no other options and assuming a suite meant at least two rooms, Isis agreed.
Due to the invasion of the Hotel the dining room was very crowded, so Finn suggested they might dine in their suite. They finished their drinks in the bar and went to the room.
The suite's dining area was fabulous, which probably inspired Isis to make the most out of it with the few items she carried in her hand luggage. Their luggage was still on board the aircraft. While waiting for room service to arrive with dinner they showered. Finn, being a gentleman, suggested Isis shower first. She had turned on the television and although she didn't understand the language, she was being entertained by the erotic action! Her eyes were glued to the screen as she motioned for Finn to go ahead showering first.
He was singing away in the shower. His off key melody was somewhat muffled by the crashing sound of cascading water. Isis was perched on the edge of the bed, undulating forward and back against her hand, her fingers buried inside her sweet moist nest as she watched the screen intently. The climax was nearing and so was hers.
"Your turn Sweetie!" Sounded from the bathroom, starling her from her orgasm as Finn stepped out of the shower stall. " And I saved some hot water for you!" He added with a chuckle as he grabbed a towel from the bar.
Isis jumped up, leaving a wet spot on the bedspread. Turning the television off she was walking towards the bathroom when Finn emerged with a small towel draped around him, barely covering his mid section. Her eyes were drawn immediately to his flaccid organ dangling from beneath the towel's edge.
