After Sheryl left, I lay there, reclined on the first class seat until unconsciousness took me. Pleasant dreams of a beach in Bali overtook me. A tall topless Balinese woman with coconut-sized breasts and dark nipples on her deep golden skin danced before me, framed from behind by the sunset. Closer, she moved, until we were mere inches apart. She looked deeply into my eyes and placed her soft hands on my shoulders. She leaned in and began whispering in my ear, giving me goose bumps.
"Hey lover, you better have something left in that cock for me...."
My dream morphed into reality. I opened my eyes to find Jolie leaning over me with her hands on my shoulders, soft full lips brushing against my ear. I smiled a sleepy smile.
"I think I can fulfill your order," I said.
Thankfully, the cabin was dark, illuminated only by the emergency lights on the floor. Not a soul stirred in first class as I got up and followed her to the elevator. I took the elevator down to the crew room and she soon followed. She led me to a bunk and forced me down on my back. She sat down next to me on the bunk. She drew her hands down my chest, electrifying my nipples as her fingers passed over them. They came to rest on my thighs, framing my penis that was starting to stir.
"But you are not hard yet, no? Perhaps I can do something to help. Maybe you would like to see my body, to see me touch myself?"
Was that a real question or a rhetorical one?
I said, "I would like that very much."
She gave me a sultry look and stood up. She began swaying to a silent beat, slowly unbuttoning her blouse. Her bra clipped in the front, and she undid it as she continued unbuttoning her top. Once open, her hands slid up to her shoulders, where she shrugged the top off onto her upper arms. Her hands then slide down to her cleavage. Slowly, she pulled her shirt and bra apart, covering her breasts with her hands. She started cupping and squeezing them, massaging them in circles. Her hands dropped to her sides, revealing coconut sized breasts with dark aureoles, just like my dream. They sagged a little bit, but not in an unpleasant way. Her hands returned to her breasts, now paying more attention to her nipples. Looking at me with half-closed eyes, her voice got deeper.
"My breasts are so sensitive. It turns me on to show them to you. I'd bet you'd like to suck them, no?"
My mouth was watering as my dick hardened. What I wouldn't give to take them into my hands and mouth.
Her hands moved to her swaying hips and she unzipped the skirt from the side. She slowly turned around, facing away from me. She turned her head to the side to glance back at me and closed her eyes. Bending and arching her back slightly, she began sliding the skirt down her luscious rounded hips at an agonizingly slow pace. A garter belt, then a thong came into view. The cleavage of her ass appeared and I couldn't wait to see the rest of her backside. Bending over more, the skirt passed her hips down to her thighs. The thong disappeared deep into the crack of her ass. Oh, to bury my face in between those cheeks, something I knew would not happen.
The skirt fell to the floor and she turned to face me, eyes half closed, and I saw her pussy for the first time. A small triangle of fabric was all that covered it. I could see that it was already showing a dark spot of moisture. She continued swaying, rotating her hips, and she sighed. The white garter belt was a well-chosen contrast to her ebony skin. It held up a pair of stockings that were almost invisible, revealing underneath mouthwatering legs. was I could tell from how natural these movements came that this wasn't the first time she had stripped for someone. My breathing quickened.
"You've done this before, haven't you?" I asked.
"Yes. I like to show off my body. Mostly to women, but sometimes to a man like you."
