Hi! My name is Jan. I am 32, shoulder length black hair, green eyes, 5'4", and have 34D breasts. I keep in shape for my husband Jim. He is 40, and quite loaded with money. We have been married for 10 years. Our marriage is good but not exciting. His work is primary in his life. We live in Atlanta, but I am from Minneapolis. I fly back to see my mother every couple of months for 2 or 3 days.
I board the airplane back to Atlanta, (always in 1st Class), looking forward to a quiet flight. A well-dressed gentleman sits down in the seat next to me. He appears to be in his mid 50's. We both order a glass of wine and smile at each other.
The passenger says, "Hi. My name is Brad. It isn't often that I have such a beautiful young woman to share a glass of wine with. Let's toast to a fast and smooth flight to Atlanta."
I answer back, "My name is Jan. I'll toast to that and maybe a couple of other toasts as well."
We softly touch our glasses together and feel comfortable enough to talk all through our flight. He speaks of his wife and family and his business. Brad flies a couple of times a month to Atlanta, usually on Tuesdays. I tell him about being raised in Minneapolis and my mother who still lives there.
As we touch down in Atlanta, he mentions getting his bag and a cab to the Hyatt hotel.
Without thinking, I say, "It feels like I have known you a long time already. If you will also grab my bag, I will get my car from the Valet and take you to the Hyatt. I will be parked out front in a white Cadillac Escalade."
Brad answers, "What a sweet thing to do. Let me have your baggage tag and I will meet you as soon as possible."
As I pull my Cadillac up in front, I see Brad coming out. He so tall and handsome with his salt and pepper hair. I pop the back so that he can load the luggage.
As he climbs in Brad says, "This so nice of you. It's something that a real friend would do. You mentioned that your husband would be coming home later today. Would you have time for me to buy a friend a drink in return for this?"
As we pull into the Hyatt I pull up to the Valet, letting him know that I wouldn't be long. Brad and I walk into the Hyatt like we belong together. He checks in and asks them to take his bag up to his room.
My hand rests on his arm as we walk into the lounge. Brad introduces me to the bartender, calling him Tony. Brad introduces me, "Tony, this a good friend of mine, Jan. I hope that she will be coming here regularly with me."
Tony answers with, "Hi Jan. Very pleased to meet such a beautiful young lady. Your first drink will be on the house. What would you like to drink?"
"Hi Tony. It's nice to meet you. I would like a Margarita please, " I answer.
Brad and I sit at a table with our conversation still flowing. Brad says, " On the plane you said that your husband will be coming home this evening. I wish we could share dinner but maybe the next time I come to Atlanta. That will be next Tuesday or Wednesday. If I can have your phone number, I will text you and maybe we can meet. I would really enjoy spending more time with you. This hotel has a neat swimming pool and hot tub that I enjoy and also a nice restaurant."
I'm wondering if this is the right thing to do as I give Brad my number, but I guess it is okay as he is just a friend. We spend an hour talking about our lives. He walks with me to my Cadillac as the Valet brings it up to the door.
Brad gives me a soft hug and a kiss on the cheek as he says, "I sure hope that we can see each other next week, Jan. You are a special person."
I drive on home and have a nice dinner prepared for Jim as he comes home. I ask him about his trip, and we have a nice discussion about it.
Jim says, "It looks like I will have this overnight trip every Tuesday for the next few weeks. I guess we will have to just accept it as it is necessary for our future. I'm sure that everything will settle down eventually.
As we get ready for bed, Jim mentions having sex. I readily agree and soon our passions are high. As I am giving him a blowjob, Brad enters my mind. I wonder how Brad would like my blowjobs. I think, "Wow! Brad is only my friend. I would never cheat on Jim." I smile as Jim gets hard and he starts fucking me. Jim is a good lover with a nice cock and always makes sure that I cum first. Suddenly my mind says that Brad is fucking me, and my climax explodes and rolls throughout my body! I wrap myself around Jim and hold on tight, gasping for air.
Jim exclaims, "Wow! That was great! What a climax we both had together!"
I had not even realized that Jim had a climax. My mind and body were only on Brad fucking me. What an experience. I drift off to sleep with Brad on my mind.