My husband finally worked out a deal with his friend in London to do some work for his company. His friend offered to pay for my trip and provide some fun while we are there if I was willing to do a repeat of a conference call we had a few months ago (if you are interested see my story (best Friday ever). So the trip was schedule for 12-28 through 1-5. We would fly business class on the night of the 28th and arrive on the morning of the 29th. This would give us all day Sunday to relax and get use to the time change. My husband would work on the 30th and both of us would work there on the 31st and then we planned to go out as a group for a New Year's Eve party. My husband and Eric his friend have been planning this trip and neither of them has told me what the plan is.
Eric operates a specialty clothing company that caters to high end fashion work clothes for professional women. Most of his line would be to adventurous/revealing to be sold here in the states but he does very well in most of the EU market. My husband has created, set up, and helps to runs his computer system and they have been friend now for a long time.
As with many of our trips my husband has done all of the planning for the trip and has packed most of my cloths without letting me know what he has packed. He loves to pick out what I am to wear and what we are going to do. If you read my other post you will see he like to show me off and encourage me to try new things.
For the flight over I got a new dress that is a simple white wrap dress that comes to the middle of my thigh and ties in the front. The dress is just barely see-through nothing to obvious. I wear a white lace bra that hooks in the front and no panties. To top it off I wear a pair of white sandals with some low heels. When I look at myself in the mirror I can just make out the outline of my areola through the material.
We head to the airport early to get through security and head to the Delta lounge to have a few drinks. Before we check our bags, he has me pack my coat in the suitcase so I am showing off my new dress and just a little more of me than normal. I am sure that anyone who looks close will be able to see my nipple. I notice the TSA agent gives me several long looks as we are going through security. When we check in at the lounge we have to go up an escalator. My husband stays back and lets a few other guys go up the escalator before him. When we get to the top he tells me how nice the view from below was and he was sure the other guys enjoyed it to.
We head to the bar and each of us has several drinks before we head off to the gate. I am setting on one of the tall bar stools and my husband is behind me. We have been talking to a few of the guys sitting next to us. The way I am setting with my legs crossed the opening of my dress is slowly revealing more of my legs as we are talking. The guys tell use their names are Brad and Craig and that they are heading to Miami for New Years. Brad the guy in the stool next to mine has been checking out my tits the whole time we have been talking. I can see his friend Craig has just noticed that the wrap of my skirt is opening. I am not sure if he can tell yet that I am not wearing panties but now that I have had several shots of vodka I am starting to feel good and begin to feel just a little bit horny.
As I am telling them about our trip I lean over a little and rest my hand on the Brad's arm and slowly start to rub up and down is bicep. By doing this I am able to open both the top and bottom of my dress just a little more to show off my tits and pussy. I am sure now that the second guy has a clear shot of my shaved pussy.
My husband noticing what I am doing tells me he is going to the bathroom. As he walks away Brad moves his hand up my side and starts to slowly rub my back and side, as I continue to rub his arm. Craig has moved around his friend is now standing right in front of my bar stool and block the view from anyone else in the club. He is holding his drink in one left hand and lets his right hand land on my knee. It only takes him a little while to notice I did not move away when he put his hand on my knee. He then starts to slowly let his fingers move over my knee and up the side of my thigh. As he is slowly rubbing up the side of my leg I wrap my free arm around him pulling him closer to me. I then slid my ankle over to my other knee so that my legs are further apart to give Craig better access. I look around to see if anyone can see what is going on but no one seems to be paying attention to us except for my husband. He is pretending to look at the flight board but I can tell he can clearly see what is going on.
Brad has now moved his hand forward and is rubbing the side of my tit with his right hand and has his left hand holding my left leg just under my knee and is rubbing my calf, while helping to hold my legs apart. Craig has now moved his hand up my thigh and has his thumb sliding up and down my pussy lips. He leans down and tells me that his dick is so hard that he thinks he is going to cum without even touching his cock. By the time my husband moves back over to us Craig has his thumb rubbing my clit hard and Brad is now pinching and playing with my left nipple. I let myself cum and manage not to make much noise. When I am done I lean over and give Brad a kiss and then stand up and do the same with Craig. He pulls me tight to him and I can feel his cock rubbing into me. I tell him sorry for the tease but maybe someday I can pay him back. He hands me his card and tell me to call or email him any time. I thank them both for helping me relax a little before my flight.
So we head to the gate and I tell my husband I am looking forward to having him get me off during the flight. I can tell you right now I do not like the new business class seating. The way the new seats Delta has I could just reach over and touch my husband's hands. I loved having my husband play with my tits and pussy during most of the flight. Now with these new seats the only fun I had on the flight was fingering myself a few times before I feel asleep.