"Hey Sarah, how was the flight?"
As I embraced my lover again two things became very apparent to me, I was so unbelievably horny and my underwear was drenched, I was so wet.
All this led me to one final conclusion, it really had all been just a dream.
"I'm doing good Tony considering we just did 13 hours in a tin can, can you wait here with my stuff while I just change out of my jeans and put something lighter, got something really cool to share with you later."
I ran off to the toilets and put on a bright summer skirt, full length, but very loose, free flowing and made of very sheer material. Looked great with my tan leather ankle boots.
"Hey Tony, I had such an incredible dream, wait till I tell you about it, it might make you as randy as I am right now."
"Fuck Sarah, I'm always so randy for you and your tight little pussy."
Tony was practically drooling at the thought.
"Hold that thought till tonight, I have a couple of meetings first thing and I will meet you back at the hotel about 5pm. Get checked in and get comfortable, I will promise you a night to remember."
As Tony kissed me goodbye he lent around behind me and lovingly squeezed the lower part of my bottom pushing his finger slightly between my legs, it was like jolts of electricity shooting through my soaked cunt. I couldn't wait to satisfy this fire of desire and hunger to be touched, played with, satisfied.
"Okay sounds like a plan, but don't be late or I will have to start without you!"
I watched him leave and took a lingering look at him, I always enjoyed the way he walked, confident and strong, I really couldn't wait to have him.
But my thoughts quickly turned to my dream on the plane. To be with a women, was this what I really wanted. I have never been more turned on.
The airport was full of beautiful women, It was as if I was seeing them all for the first time, seeing them as sexual beings.
I was noticing things I had never seen before. One lady had her hair tied up and the shape of her long slender neck made me almost gasp out loud.
The curve of another's calf beautifully elegant and enhanced by het Ferragamo heels.
The deep red lipstick of another women's mouth contrasted perfectly with her pale skin. I was so aroused and I wanted one thing so much, the touch, and to touch, not a man, but a woman.
And I realised I must be the female equivalent of a " boob-man". The look, size and shape of the breasts I was seeing was amazing. Like I was seeing these for the first time.
Nipples large and erect straining through a white T-shirt. An obviously fit 20ish with perky small but perfectly shaped tits. Very large round obviously surgically enhanced, I loved them all, and I wanted them.
I wanted to feel, suck, rub, lick all of them.
All my senses were heightened, smells of perfumes, a slight touch from another female as I brushed past her to pick up my bags, the smile and the apology that followed were all making me so fucking horny, I had to get to my hotel as soon as possible to do something about this uncontrollable need for sexual satisfaction.
I had to masturbate, to climax, to relieve the overwhelming urge to act out my fantasies, I was in danger of approaching one of these beautiful ladies if I couldn't quench the fire between my legs.
I wanted to strip and get in the shower with the shower head aimed at my swollen clit while I rub and finger myself until I can't possibly cum any more.
I always loved to play with myself in the shower, the feel of a powerful jet stream of water washing over my clit and labia as I hold my lips open is my favourite way to climax, well by myself that is hahaha.
As these thoughts consume me I find my way to the taxi rank and wait in line for my turn.
I'm almost daydreaming now while I smell a familiar scent.
The lady sitting next to me on the flight is in front of me, she is waiting like me to catch a cab to who knows where.
And then I see the opportunity as it forces itself into my mind.
" Hey fancy seeing you here, you must think I'm stalking you after being neighbours on the flight for the last half a day."
A little embarrassment comes into my voice as I think she might not be so glad to see me again. So ill ask a neutral question while we wait.
"How are you feeling after the flight?"
She looks at me and smiles as it's obvious at first she didn't fully recognise me.
" Oh, Hi, so nice to see you again. Yeah I'm good thanks, a little stiff but nothing a long hot shower wouldn't sort out."
I'm sure my face must be blushing as she mentions the shower as it has been my all consuming thought but for another reason, or perhaps not, maybe she has the same need as me.
"Where are you going?"
I ask quickly changing the subject.
"I'm going to a hotel in the city, no work today, rest and relaxation only. How about you?"
"Yeah same for me. Hey, how about we share and split the bill, if you can stand another hour sitting next to me that is?"
" Haha great idea, I'm Jessica by the way, funny to share so much together and not know each others names."
Share so much! Surely she means so much time!
" Yes true, I'm Sarah."
Wow, in the daylight she was even more stunning than before on the plane, the sun literally made her skin look as if it glowed. She took my breathe away.