Jessica shivers as she walks from the stifling heat of the day into the airport terminal. Beads of perspiration form on her neck, rolling down the middle of her back and over her breasts, causing the thin material of her short summer dress to cling to her lithe body. It's obvious to everybody who watch her walk to the check-in counter that she keeps herself in good shape, as the thin dress clinging to her body hides nothing. It is also obvious to everybody that she wears nothing more than a tiny g-string underneath the dress.
Jessica thoroughly enjoys the attention she is getting from the people watching her, she is an exhibitionist after all. She smiles to herself as she sees from the corner of her eye, the wife of the man to her left who is watching her every move, elbow him in the ribs and growl at him under her breath. Then Jessica stops at the end of the queue to the Bali flight check in and stands so she almost faces the chastised husband. Hooking her thumbs under the straps of her backpack, she pretends to struggle to get them over her shoulders, pushing her chest out as far as she can as she does it. Her perfectly tanned breasts and rock hard nipples from the icy air-conditioning, jut out almost menacingly, attracting a low whistle from the chastised husband, soon to be followed by a groan as his wife hits him in the ribs once more.
The near weightless backpack suddenly becomes lighter still, as someone behind her lifts it off her shoulders. Spinning around, Jessica comes face to chest with a tall muscular young man holding her backpack on one finger and holding a surfboard under his other arm. She looks the grinning young man up and down, noticing his extremely large bare feet and wondering if it was true what they said about men with big feet, she decides that she will find out for herself.
Jessica reaches out and grips the bag, lingering as she touches his hand, "Thank you," she says in a sultry voice, "I'm Jessica." Chuckling, he lets go of the bag and nods toward the check-in counter where she is up next. Jessica checks in, flirting with the check in clerk, then turns back to the surfer boy, only to find that he's already checked in at the next counter and is heading toward the boarding lounge, totally ignoring her.
"Ignore me will you surfer boy?" she thinks to herself, "We'll see about that!" she mutters under her breath as she walks toward the boarding lounge.
They board immediately and Jessica takes note of where he's seated a couple of rows ahead of her. She settles in for takeoff and cheekily smiles at the chastised husband from the airport terminal to get him in trouble again. Then soon after takeoff, Jessica notices her surfer boy in the opposite aisle walking toward the toilets. Once he passes, Jessica quickly moves down the other aisle to "accidentally" bump into him at the toilets. They arrive at the toilet door at the same time, where he courteously opens the door and motions for her to go in and use it first.
