The only words I could think of again were hot and sexy! Standing there greeting everyone, tall and commanding. Uniform crisp and fresh. A smile at each as they shuffled past. Some looked to be half asleep yet, barely mumbling in response. My job involved traveling a couple times a month at least. Always flying the same airline, so I recognized most of the crew. Including the Captain.
As usual the flight was short and uneventful. I toyed with the business card in my pocket as I stood to leave. The note on it was precise, to the point. It stated simply I wanted to meet when he next had an overnight layover. All I had to do now was slip it to him as I left today. He was the Pilot on the Monday and Friday flights landing here in my city.
Which proved all too easy in the end. The travelers exiting ahead of me stopped to chat with the co-pilot. Leaving me standing right next to him. Slipping my card into his hand took seconds. Glancing down, he looked back up and grinned. With a wink, we heard how glad he was to have this weekend off to catch up on some rest. As I stepped off the plane, I was already making plans.
By Sunday afternoon I was going crazy. I was so sure he would call me, yet my telephone never rang. Staying in my apartment was making me nuts. I had to get out. Grabbing my purse, I headed for the door.
Stepping into the local bar, I looked around for any of my friends, hoping one or two might be around to boost my spirits. Not seeing any, I found a table in the corner. Dark and away from others, it fit my mood perfectly. Quickly ordering my favorite drink, I scanned the room again.
After my second drink, I was beginning to relax a bit. But then my thoughts would go back to how I had hoped to spend my weekend. A few people wandered in and out of the place, yet it certainly wasn't very busy. Still not recognizing anyone, but not wanting to go home, I decided to stick around.
A couple hours later, I was pretty drunk. Laughing along with a group of people I didn't even know, my mood was much lighter. When the guy next to me acted interested, I flirted back. Through eyes clouded with liquor, he looked handsome. Sexy. Dancing with him, I leaned close and sent him an invitation with my body. The answer from him was quite obvious even in my drunken stupor.
The bartender had already taken my car keys, calling a taxi now instead. Giving my address, we whispered and teased in the backseat the entire way. The walk up the sidewalk seemed to take forever, but we finally made it. With the door closed, I leaned back and dragged him to me.
Heat and desire had been building all evening. Now it took over. My chest thrust outwards, buttons straining, nipples hardening. His tongue attacked mine. Ripping our clothes off, we somehow made it to the bedroom.
I gave up any control as he ravished my body. Bite marks were left on my neck, thighs, stomach. Spreading my legs wide, his tongue found my clit, hard and aching. Nibbling and sucking, my body was thrashing around. When he buried his tongue inside my pussy, my back arched off the bed! So turned on!
