It's been a little while since I last wrote a story so I will bring you up to speed. I moved from New York City to Kansas City and met a great guy within the first month of living here. We share a lot of the same fetishes and such so we have an open relationship. He loves watching me have sex with other men or hearing about it. I am the same with watching him with other women. This really doesn't have anything to do with the story but I thought I should update everyone.
I flew to Maine the week before Christmas to be with family. My boyfriend stayed in Kansas City as he only had a few days off of work. I made it to Portland without any problems and had a great time catching up with my family.
I was leaving the day after Christmas so I would be able to spend a few days off with my boyfriend before I had to go back to work. My mom was worried about the weather coming towards the northeast but I told her I would be fine. She dropped me off at the airport and headed back to the family. My first flight to Philadelphia was on time but the weather was starting to get pretty bad and I had 2 hours before my flight left for Kansas City.
I grabbed a seat near the gate where my flight was supposed to leave from and started listening to music on my Ipod. The seats around me started filling up as more and more flights got delayed. The man next to me started talking to me, just the typical questions. Where I was heading, how my holiday was etc...
He was in his mid 30's with short brown hair and green eyes. Jason was his name. He appeared to be in good shape and his eyes kept me drawn in. We continued to talk until the airport announced that it was completely closed and that no more flights would be coming in or going out. I guess I wasn't too surprised but could have planned ahead of time. I started calling hotels but was too late. Apparently, most people had thought to book a hotel room before the storm hit so every hotel I called was full. My new friend offered me a bed in his room as he was one of the people to plan ahead. I accepted as I didn't want to stay in the airport all day and night.
As we walked into his room I saw that there was only one king size bed. He said that he was planning on it being just him and that there were no other rooms available. He then said that we don't need to worry about it right away and asked if I would like to go down to the bar as it was still mid afternoon. I accepted. As we headed downstairs, he said that we might be able to trade with someone we meet at the bar. Even if I slept on the floor, it would at least be more private than staying in the airport and I was thankful.
We spent the entire day and evening at the bar getting to know one another and chatting with random people who were also stranded due to the storm. I was getting pretty drunk along with everyone else. I tend to get a little horny and flirty when I'm drunk. I was touching his arms now and then and I felt his hand on my leg a few times. Around 11 o'clock we decided to head back to the room for the night. I was quite drunk by this time and ready to fall asleep.
My inhibitions were low and I asked if he would mind sharing the bed. He had no objection. Then I told him that I preferred to sleep naked and asked if minded saying that I didn't want to make him uncomfortable. He laughed and said that if I was comfortable with it, then he didn't have a problem with it. I climbed into bed and took off all of my cloths tossing them on the floor on my side of the bed. I giggled at his shocked expression when he saw this. I guess he thought I was joking. He stripped down to his boxers and climbed in on his side. I had now confirmed that he was in good shape with great abs.
He was a gentleman and didn't peak under the covers or make a move on me as I figured most men would in this situation. We talked for a few minutes and then said goodnight. I fell asleep quite quickly as the alcohol helped.
I woke up in the middle of the night to a hand rubbing my butt. It took me a minute to realize where I was. I'm not sure why but I didn't move or say anything. I just let Jason continue to feel my ass. It did feel nice. His hand slowly rubbing in circles getting bigger until his hand stopped on my lower hip. He gently slid it up my stomach until he had a handful of my left breast. As he massaged my breast he was gently pinching my nipple now and then and would then move down to my right breast doing the same thing. After a couple of minutes he slid his hand back down my stomach until he was back on my lower hip.