Julie sat down in the seat and got comfortable. She loved flying first class and was thankful that her company paid for first class seats. Julie worked at a fashion magazine and as always, in the spring, she was shipped to London for Fashion Week. She actually hated going because she was always so busy keeping her boss organized that she barely had time to see any of the sights. She had been to London three times and Paris five times and really could only tell you what the airport, hotel room, and the nearest restaurants looked like. Julie had a new boss this year and knew things would be a little different.
Chad was sitting next to her. Her old boss, Kiki, had taken a leave of absence, but really had no plans of returning. Chad had taken her place and so far things were going very well. Chad enjoyed how organized Julie was and sometimes she'd do things before he even asked for them to be done. Of course, the fact that Chad and Julie were dating made the workplace just a little more exciting. If you asked Julie she would say that Chad was just a fuck buddy. She was almost thirty years old and had sworn off relationships. Her sex drive was as high as a man's and she was happy to go around fucking Chad whenever both of them needed it. In the two months they had been "dating," they had never had sex in private. It had always been in public and Julie knew exactly what was going to happen on the flight to London.
Chad turned and stared at the raven-haired beauty. He was almost ten years older than her, but he felt like the inexperienced one. She was aggressive and assertive and always spoke her mind. He was always having a hard time keeping up with her when it came to sex, but she did such an amazing job as his assistant that he was just going to keep his mouth shut about asking whether they were dating. He didn't mind having a little sex kitten that was always horny, but he wondered if she wanted more.
The plane took off and soon both of them were reviewing the schedules for the week. Their thighs were touching and every once in a while they'd kiss softly. Chad's mind was spinning with all the details of the trip. He had worked previously as Editor in Chief of a small fashion magazine and was trying to get used to the fact that he was now one of the editors of a larger magazine. The difference meant more shows to attend, more dinners to show up to, and more mindless chatter with people who equally didn't care what the other said.