Maggie is one of those corporate executives that everyone loves. She's smart, personable and works just as hard as her employee's. Clients love working with her because she makes them feel like they are her prime focus, employee's love her because she listens to them and men love her because she is sexy as hell.
At 5'3, she is absolutely stunning in an adorable hometown girl kind of way. She sports a short blonde pixie cut that goes perfectly with her bright green eyes She has full pink lips that frame a a smile that shines brighter than Times Square at night. Maggie is certainly a force to be reckoned with because although she is petite in stature, she is mighty in charisma and personality. She is an avid runner and it shows. Her body is hard and athletic, tight and firm. For years she struggled with the size of her breasts. She always thought they were too small so, a few years ago she invested in a new set of tits. Now, they are big, round and exactly the way she likes them. At first, she was concerned that she would lose sensitivity in her nipples, because although her natural breasts were small, she always got a lot of pleasure from her nipples. She went to the best plastic surgeon in Manhattan who was able to retain all sensitivity. Now she has the best of both worlds - beautiful big boobs with long, sensitive nipples. Nirvana!
Maggie travels all over the world, meeting with clients to ensure customer satisfaction. She strategizes on product expansion and tries to maximize profitability by bringing in more product lines for new and existing clients. Quite a tall order.
All of these responsibilities don't leave much time for herself. Although she exercises regularly, and stays in touch with her friends and family as often as she can, it doesn't leave much time for dating. There are times that she gets lonely and would love to go to dinner and movie with someone - have good conversation that don't involve product or analytics and spend time getting to know someone on a personal level. Other times, she's horney as hell and just wants to get laid.
Today is one of those days.
It's 5 AM and she's headed to JFK to catch an early morning flight to Japan to meet with clients. She has a layover in San Francisco for a few hours - which will be a nice break, but she has a few very long and stressful days ahead of her. Sitting in the back of her hired transport, she's going through emails on her cell thinking about how great it would be to fuck her way through the stress. It had been months since she'd seen Sam, a friend with benefits who lives in her building. He had recently met someone and decided to move into a platonic relationship with her. That was unfortunate because he was a convenient, no strings attached, non-emotional, fantastic lay. Since Sam, she'd been too busy with work and with life to go out and meet anyone else.
She sighed as she thought about her last time with Sam. The thought made her pussy wet and tingly. Her nipples got hard and she could feel them poking out of her blouse. She needed to get laid soon. Knowing that the driver wasn't paying any attention to her, she slipper her hand into her jacket and brushed it gently over her blouse. The feel of her touch over the fabric made her nipples ache and actually throb. She took her fingers and pinched her nipple gently and then pulled it. The sensation made her entire body feel like it was on fire and she could feel the wetness between her legs get her panties wet. Given her response and current location, she thought it best to hold off any further ministrations - and she pulled her hand away and tried to compose herself before she reached the airport.
The airport security and check in process is always tedious but once on board the aircraft, she settled into in first class, with a mimosa and some warm nuts and felt relaxed enough to close her eyes. She dozed off briefly.
"Excuse me?"
She was dreaming of riding a camel in the desert when she heard the camel speak. Disoriented, she didn't understand why the camel would be speaking to her in the first place. Then she realized that she was on a plane and opened her eyes. When she did, she saw a striking man standing in front of her. He was tall with short black hair and blue eyes. He had a goatee and a beautiful smile. He was wearing a shirt and tie and for a moment she thought he worked for the airline.
"Hi, I'm good, thanks!" She smiled.
"Actually, I'm sitting next to you and I'd prefer not to climb over you to get to my seat," he smiled "unless you're good with that?"
