"How would you and Robin like to go to San Francisco for a weekend getaway?" Carl asked, knowing what my answer would be.
"When?" I excitedly asked him.
He handed me two airline tickets and said, How does next weekend suit you?"
"Only two tickets?" I asked.
"I can't go, but I knew you and Robin would have a great time. Miss Pris told me you could use her house, as they were going away for two weeks in Spain. Hope you don't mind that I already booked your flights?"
"Mind? I'm absolutely thrilled. Robin will be too.! I better tell her to start packing!"
I gave him a great big hug and wet sloppy kiss and went to the phone to call Robin.
"How does San Francisco sound?" I asked when she answered.
"Yummy! When do we go?" she asked.
"Carl already booked it for us for next weekend, so get packing!" I replied.
"Eddy can't go, still in tax season!"
"That's alright, Carl can't either!"
"Oh goody, another Girl's weekend!" she almost shouted into the phone.
I must have blushed because Carl looked at me, shook his head, grinned and said, "Have fun!"
After I hung up the phone, I went right to my closet and began sorting through what I would need.I picked out a few nice skirts and sweaters, and a knockout cocktail dress, just in case we went to a nice restaurant. Then I went to my lingerie chest.
"What to bring? What would make Robin crazy? What would make me crazy?" I thought to myself.
I settled on a really sheer lime green La Perla bra and panty set, a red teddy, and several extra pairs of sexy panties, and a really hot leather garter belt. Then, out of the bottom drawer, my one-piece leather strap-on. I figured Robin would bring a few toys, so I threw everything in a carry-on and was ready to go. All my toiletries could go in at the end.
I thought again to myself, "I hope no one searches my bag! But then again, so what!" Might give someone the RIGHT idea!"
That night, Carl was rewarded very well for his little present.
The weekend finally arrived and Robin and I met at the airport, half-way between our homes.
I found Robin in the bar, right where I figured she'd be.
"Did you order me one?" I asked as I walked to the table.
She just smiled broadly and replied, "It's on the way!"
No sooner had I sat down, but an ice cold Cosmo was delivered in front of me.
"We've got two hours to kill. Might as well sit here and enjoy ourselves!" she stated.
I agreed with her and we passed the next two hours with conversation about what we were going to do in San Francisco.
"By the way, where are we staying?" she asked.
"At the home of one of Carl's clients. I guess it overlooks the Golden Gate Bridge. He gave me the address. It's a three story walk-up on Lombard. You know that curvy one!"
"Where's the owner?"
"On a trip somewhere. We'll have it all to ourselves!"
They called final boarding for our flight as we finished our second drink. We hurried to the gate and boarded. The flight attendant gave us that look "Just what I needed, two drunk women". As we were about to go toward the back of the plane, she grabbed Robin by the arm and directed us to the last row of First Class.
"Why don't you sit here." she said. "That way, I can keep an eye on you!" she added with a wink.
We plopped down in our seats, taking full advantage of her hospitality.
"Sure beats sitting in 25D & E!" Robin almost squealed.
"Hopefully, we'll get free alcohol, too!" I giggled.
As soon as the wheels were up, the attendant made her way back to us and said, "My name is Julie. What may I offer you ladies?"
"Champagne?" we asked in unison.
"My pleasure!" she smiled. "Your dinner will arrive in about fifteen minutes when we reach cruising altitude."
"Dinner?" Robin quizzed.
I knew something was up. Our tickets were for coach, and now we were in First Class being offered dinner. Carl! When Julie brought us back the champagne, I had to ask, "Why the special treatment? My husband?"
"Didn't take you long to figure that out. He must have made special arrangements for the bump. I got a print out to watch for you. A little description, but the main thing was that you'd probably be the last to board!"
Robin and I burst out laughing. "He knows us all too well!" I said.
As we sat there enjoying the champagne I could feel the sexual tension between us. Even though the seats were huge, we sat close to each other. Thoughts raced through my mind. I wanted sex right now, but knew I'd have to wait.
"You horney?" Robin asked.
"My panties are soaked!" was my reply.
"Mine are past that!. I think drenched is more the word!" she added
About that time, the plane began pulling away from the gate and we buckled ourselves in.
"All nice and tight?" Julie asked as she looked at our seat belts.
I must have blushed a little but said, "Ready for take off!"
As she turned to walk to her jump seat in the front of the cabin, I couldn't help but notice what a great ass she had. Her just below the knee skirt had a slit up the back to mid thigh, and I noticed her sway as she slowly checked everyone else out on her way up front. When she got to her seat, she sat down, and slid a little sideways to buckle her seat belt. In doing this, her legs parted just enough to give me a great view of her crotch. Her white panties stood out like a beacon against the contrast of her dark blue skirt.
I poked Robin and whispered, "Julie just gave me a little look at her beaver."
Robin leaned over and looked. Julie's legs were still slightly apart, "Too bad she's wearing panties!"
