#8: Mirjam
It was a hot day in July when returning from another trip to France when I arrived for my connecting flight, like the other passengers I was ushered through to a small departure lounge where the other 50 or so passengers were waiting. The lounge was at ground level and made entirely of glass and inside it was as hot as hell. The were no seats available so I stood just inside the door after about 20 minutes the woman standing by the gate used the intercom to make an announcement, my name was called along with a lady's, Mirjam.
As I approached Mirjam (pronounced Miriam) was already standing talking to the woman, she was wearing a white knee length skirt with a conservative pale pink blouse carrying the jacket that matched the skirt. Mirjam was about 5'6" with dyed blonde shoulder length hair, her face was flushed but dainty with dark eyes. She wore very little make up which made it easy for me to place her age as mid 40's, despite her age she was no more than a size twelve and from her legs I could see that her body was firm still. I knew instinctively that we had been bumped from the flight and that the woman on the desk was passing Mirjam the hotel details and the compensatory local currency with which she could buy a meal etc.
It was not the first time I had been bumped off a flight so I knew the drill I just took the money, confirmed which flight I would be on in the morning and collected the voucher for the taxi the airline would provide. As we had to be escorted back through the airport it gave me the opportunity to break the ice with Mirjam.
It was clear that Mirjam was none to pleased about having to split her journey, so I tried to pacify her a little by explaining that being bumped wasn't so bad, as we approached the taxi rank I said,
"Look,we are going to the same place,if we share a cab to the hotel,we can use my voucher on the way, and then in the morning,I can travel with you and save the cab fare,"
to which she agreed. In the taxi I sat facing the rear, while Mirjam faced forward, I overtly eyed her bare legs as they were extended towards me, the cab was air conditioned from the heat and after only a few seconds I could clearly see Mirjam's nipples standing proud against the silk of her blouse, on this hot summers day there was comfort in being bra less, I could barely take my eyes off the chest, the shape of her breasts were clearly outlined as the silk clung to them and even though she knew I was looking at her she made no effort to hide them, I knew then that this could be one of those lucky days.
Suddenly Mirjam broke the silence,
"I bet you would like to make love to me wouldn't you?" she said coolly
"I would,very much so" I replied
"Well in 3 chances if you can guess my occupation,you can have me willingly." Mirjam replied
"And if I lose?"
"I get the money which the airline gave you."
"It's a deal!" I said excitedly.
Mirjam leaned forward in anticipation of my guesses giving me a better view of her cleavage, which was still mainly hidden by her blouse. I Iooked her up & down and at the bags she carried and then said,
"MD of your own company?"
At which she shook her head and smiled in a relieved way, I took stock again this time noticing a small emblem on her bag, it was difficult to make out but it gave me an idea
"You are some kind of diplomat?" I said
And her reaction was total shock, she could not hide the fact that she was indeed a diplomat and now she had a debt to pay.
Make no mistake Mirjam was the kind of woman who had played this game before, probably many times, but never losing until now, so she was fully prepared for the price she had to pay. When we arrived at the hotel I checked in first and waited for Mirjam as we walked to the lift I asked,
"Your place or mine?"
As the lift doors closed behind us, Mirjam hitched up her skirt to her waist and bent forwards placing her hands on the lift wall as if she was being arrested
"Here!Then mine!"
I began to caress the cheeks of her tanned arse gently and only then realising that she wore no knickers either, she spread her legs slightly giving me access between her legs, I gently slipped my hand upwards between her legs, caressing the outside of her slot which was already damp and I could feel just the beginnings of a soft stubble of pubes which were just starting to grow back after a recent shave, as the lift slowed she moved pulling her skirt down in time for the doors to open.
It took no time to find her room, it was just two doors from the lift and we stumbled in together, shutting the door as we went, once inside Mirjam stripped naked in seconds, revealing an all over tan and a body magnificent for her age, full breasts with tanned nipples, the legs of a 20 year old an a virtually bare pussy. I too was naked in seconds and I walked up behind her, without ceremony I reached around her waist with my right hand and began to rub firmly at her pussy while with my left I fondled her wonderfully firm tits while I kissed at the nape of her neck and shoulder. My fingers found her nub nestled high up at the top of her quim and with three fingers I begun rub it in a circular motion with my three middle fingers and with each rotation Mirjam was getting wetter and wetter.
With my left hand I continued play with her left nipple to keep up the stimulus she had let me start in the lift, my shaft had been rock hard since we were in the lift and now it was pushed in between her arse cheeks with it's tip at the small of her back, Mirjam reached backwards with her right hand taking hold of my staff and began to wank me in time with my rubbing of her pussy, making me harder still.