Passion of strangers

27 Temmuz 2022 Kapalı Yazar: analsex

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Another week and I’m heading from Sydney to Perth for business. It’s a flight that normally bores me because it takes so long; I’d prefer to be doing anything other than be stuck on a plane. Working my way slowly through security, I get a sixth sense that someone is looking at me. Naturally, I look at the security staff expecting it to be one of them, but it isn’t. I scan behind me in the line and make eye contact with a gorgeous woman standing and gazing in my direction… I give her a wry smile and she reciprocates with a smile back at me from her beautiful shiny lips. She has chocolate brown hair hanging down just past her shoulders and I can see from the way she is dressed professionally that she too is heading away on business. A very classy, sexy looking woman that stirs a certain movement from within.I grab my laptop bag from the security conveyor and head off in the general direction of the gate, stopping along the way to buy a bottle of water. Whilst purchasing, I see the woman I had seen at security walking past on her way to her gate. Now I can fully see her. She is wearing a figure-hugging black pin style skirt that covers to the knee, semi see-through white blouse and high heels that highlight her calves and ankles, she looks gorgeous, has a sexy body that she obviously takes care of and walks with a confidence that turns me on and gives a little tingle….. this is a woman I would like to know more about. I divert my eyes away, not wanting her to see me staring at her. I start to head to the gate wondering which gate she may be at and where she is heading off to.———–New week and more travel plans for work. This week is seeing me fly across the country from Sydney to Perth for site audits. I thought I was going to be running late due to some traffic delays so it’s when I’m first going through security, still trying to catch my breath, that I catch sight of a guy who just ticks my boxes – not to mention rocks my box! Being tall myself, I always find myself checking out the lads who I find myself looking up to. But it’s not just his height that draws my attention. He’s got hair on his head I’d love to run my fingers through; a beard I’d love to feel between my legs; a presence that just tells me he’d be happy to take charge while bending and twisting me all over a bed, not to mention probably around the whole room.Quite unlike me, while waiting for the line in front to move through the checkpoint, I find myself staring into space in his general direction. Imagining all those wicked thoughts and images… only to realise I’ve been caught when he looks up and stares straight at me. Ok, let’s add a gorgeous set of bluey/green eyes and a cheeky smile to that list! I can’t help the blush that clearly takes over my face as I realise I’ve truly been caught checking him out.I see him head off through security and I return to getting myself through security and to the gate with no issues. Though I can’t help but wonder where he could be headed and what naughty fun could be had if we had been headed in the same direction.———–As I get to the gate lounge, all of the chairs are full so I stand off to the side waiting for boarding to be called. Off to the other side of the lounge, I see my mystery woman, she is obviously heading to Perth for business as well and whilst she has her pretty face buried in her phone doing work, my heart skips a beat as I check her out a little more from a distance on the sly, thinking how good it would be to see her naked.Boarding is called and the slow procession onto the plane starts, but I lose sight of her during the process. As I make my way through the plane and to my seat, I am pleasantly surprised to see the mysterious sexy woman sitting in the seat next to mine. I move to sit down in the aisle seat while she is seated next to the window; as I do we exchange kaçak iddaa knowing smiles with each other. She has a wonderful welcoming smile and the glow I witnessed in the security line returns to her cheeks – she is wearing an intoxicating perfume which makes her smell delicious.Before long the plane is taxiing and heading for the runway and as it does the woman beside me is staring out the window. This gives me the perfect opportunity to look at her up close and I am not disappointed; under her sheer white blouse, I can see the outline of a white lace bra that covers her well-proportioned breasts beautifully. I feel a tingle and a tightness in my pants as my cock slowly starts to spring to life. Looking at this woman and smelling her gorgeous perfume has my head spinning and I hope she doesn’t catch me perving and staring at her in such detail.———–My flight gets called and keeping with my normal routine, I’m one of the first down the aerobridge, onto the plane, and into my seat. I enjoy getting on the plane and settled in my window seat; I do hate having to climb past – or worst yet, over – other passengers. If I’m cheeky, being on the plane early also gives me an opportunity to do a little people watching and check out the other passengers as they get on.So, imagine my surprise today when I look up and see the tall spunky man from security walking down the aisle. He’s busy looking at his ticket giving me quite the chance to check him out. In my absolute wildest dreams, I’d find him sitting down beside me, but I highly doubt… well look at this! Out of the corner of my eye, I watch as he places his bag in the locker above (gosh he’s tall!) and then takes a seat in the aisle next to the seat I’m in, giving me a smile that I just can’t help but return with pink cheeks.We go back into our own worlds of travel as the plane finishes boarding, pushes back and then taxi’s down the runway and takes off into the air. My eyes are glued outside the windows – I still get the same rush of adrenalin as the plane lifts off, as I did when I was a little kid!———–Once we are in the air and the seatbelt light is switched off, she opens her laptop bag. She was fumbling for something in her bag and as she did some papers fell out and onto the floor. I promptly reached down and picked them up and in doing so, this gave me the opportunity to admire and gently brush against her sexy smooth bare ankle and leg with the back of my hand as I brought the papers up. I wondered if she noticed that I had done this on purpose or whether she had written it off as due to the cramped conditions. As I handed her the papers I asked, “Have you got a big week planned in Perth with work?” to which she thanked me for handing her the papers and introduced herself.”Yes, I do. Hi, I’m Ali” and gave me a beautiful smile again.I introduced myself, “Pleased to meet you, I’m Damien” and with that, she packed her work away and we started talking. As we did, I noticed her wedding ring on her left hand and I’m guessing she noticed mine as well. We discussed many things from business to private life. One thing Ali kept doing as we talked, was to put her right hand on my left forearm as she spoke; she did it in a subtle way and only to fit in with what she was saying, but every time she touched me, my cock would spring to life. Due to our conversations, this was by far the best flight I had been on to Perth; the normal five and a bit hours of travel flew by and we were at our destination before we knew it… albeit I wished it would last longer as I was really enjoying our interaction and everything just flowed.We continued to talk as we disembarked the plane. I was wishing that this wasn’t going to end as Ali was everything I liked in a woman. Once in the terminal, we exchanged numbers as Ali suggested we meet up for a drink at the kaçak bahis end of the day so we both had company. My heart just about leapt out of my chest at the thought… I wasn’t sure if she just meant a drink or a drink and more as I got the impression she was flirting a little with her smile and fluttering her gorgeous hazel eyes at me. We both got our bags from the carousel and promised we would contact each other that afternoon. With that, we both headed off to separate car hire companies to pick up cars and head to our respective workplaces for the day.———–Deep breaths Ali… of all the people who could have been seated beside me, it’s the tall cutey from the security line. I try and act cool as the seatbelt light is turned off thinking I’ll knock over some work. The nerves clearly getting to me, I drop a number of papers across the floor at our feet. Before I have a chance to grab them, the spunky man has lent down and grabbed them… and as he sits back up his hand rubs up my leg from my ankle to almost my knee. Far out!! I’m hoping I’ve held it in because that absolutely sent a shiver down my spine! All I’ve got running through my head now is one of the chats I had with my husband before I left home… could I be that daring?We introduce ourselves and before I know it, my work has been completely pushed to the side as we chat about work, holiday plans and even what’s the best flavour chocolate – thank goodness he’s not a Turkish Delight fan. As the hours go by, the chat continues to flow, and I get a little cheeky with reaching out to touch Damien’s arm every now and then as I emphasise certain things I’m saying.The flight time has flown by and for the entire time we’re landing, taxing and then walking through the terminal we’re still chatting, but I’ve also still got my husband’s words in my head. Thinking how I need to take the lead I ask if Damien would like to swap numbers and suggest that if he’s not busy tonight, it’d be great to have a drink with each other instead of alone. With a very big grin, Damien happily swaps numbers and then off we go in our own directions for the day.As I drive away from the airport, I immediately dial my husband. “Hey hon, how was your flight?” he asks me in his casual way. My reply of “Ummmm, so remember that hot wife challenge you gave me about picking up a guy in the bar tonight?” seems to instantly have his attention. “Yeeesssssss?” he replies in a drawn-out, very intrigued voice. “Well, I may have had a spunky man beside me on the plane, and I’ve already asked if he’d like to have a drink with me tonight” I tell him. The phone line fills with laughter as he says, “But the challenge was to meet a guy at the bar… not a guy on the plane!” I proceed to spend my drive telling him about my embarrassment at security, through to having him seated beside me on the plane. We end the call with my husband daringly saying “Well, you haven’t quite started the challenge as set, but let’s see if you can fulfill the other part of the challenge as we discussed, shall we?”———–Throughout the day I couldn’t believe the amount of time I was thinking about Ali… thinking to myself, ‘what are you doing man, you’re a married man and she is a married woman’. Every now and then I could smell her beautiful perfume, it must have transferred onto me and it was like an aphrodisiac. That along with visions of her in my mind, I was continually aroused and I could tell that my briefs were getting wet from pre-cum.I was thinking about sending her a message to arrange our drinks and to catch up when suddenly a text message came through from Ali, “Hi Spunky, do you want to meet at 6 pm for a drink? I’m staying at the Crown Metropol and we could meet there…”I nearly dropped my phone in the hurry to reply, “I’d love to… I am staying there also and will meet you in the bar at 6 illegal bahis pm”. Now I had something to really look forward to and get me through the day. The only thing I was trying to work out was if she felt the same way about me as I did about her; whether or not she was flirting or this was her normal disposition… and if she did feel the same way about me, could I or would I act upon it?Before long I was able to depart work and head for the hotel, my head somewhat spinning at all the thoughts running through it thinking of Ali. I left the car with the valet and checked in at the desk. Looking at the time, it had only just gone 5.30 so I had time to head to my room, drop my bag off, unpack and take a quick shower to freshen up.I decided to go somewhat casual and dressed in a linen button-up shirt, chino pants, and boat shoes. I’m ready… So I head down to the bar and restaurant on the ground floor after it just turned six. As I walk in, I scan the room looking for Ali, she is nowhere to be seen so I grab a stool at the bar area and order myself a beer. As I’m being served, Ali walks in and greets me with a kiss on the cheek. I stand up to greet her and she apologises for being late; she had obviously checked in and had a shower as well. She was now wearing a summery navy blue floral dress that showed off and hugged her figure magnificently with some casual dressy sandals which highlighted her vibrant red painted toenails…she had also re-applied makeup, lip gloss and perfume which once again had me melting with the intoxicating fragrance. She looked the absolute picture of beauty and once again my cock was springing to life as I found this woman to be incredibly sexy. Ali ordered herself a wine and we clinked our glasses together in recognition of meeting new friends in a city far away from home.———–Work absolutely flies by and before I know it, it’s almost four. Taking the lead, I text Damien about that drink catch up this evening. I offer to meet in the bar at the hotel I’m in, so I can either have a quick getaway… or perhaps an offer of something a little more in line with what my husband has challenged me for. Surprisingly, there’s not much time between my message and receiving a reply from Damien. The tingle I get when I read his message certainly has me excited – and definitely says there could be some fun to be had tonight.I head to the hotel soon after that and take my time having a long, hot, bubble bath with a cheeky glass of wine. Absolute bliss! I choose a long dress that hugs in all the right places, before reapplying my makeup, making sure I get downstairs to continue my cheeky streak. When I’d entered the hotel earlier, I’d checked out the lobby to see if there were any seats where I could watch both the lift and the entrance to the bar; and there was a perfect spot in between a few lampshades and plants. Thankfully no one else was in the seat I’d picked out, so I settled in to watch… and it wasn’t long until I saw the spunky tall man exit the lift, and wander into the bar. He didn’t look in my direction once, as his eyes were all over the bar, looking to see if I’d beaten him in there. I spent a few minutes watching as he checked the place over, before heading to the bar, taking a seat and ordering his drink.I casually walk into the bar and straight up to Damien’s bar stool. Like the gentleman I imagined he would be, he stands up as I approach – though I don’t miss the way his eyes roam over me with a glint – before he leans in to kiss me on the cheek reminding me of just how tall he is compared with myself.We move from the bar to a small table opting to sit in the comfy booth beside each other, which provides plenty of opportunity for our hands to touch each other, our legs to meet and I may have been guilty of rubbing my toes against Damien’s ankle – oops – not to mention some wandering hands! There’s clear intent from both of us that we’d like to take this a little further but conscious of our current place neither go beyond the touches and strokes hidden from the view of others.

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