”Having trouble?” asked the voice to his right.
“Is it that obvious?” replied Derek.
“When you tap the keys for twenty minutes and there’s only a half a page of text, it’s a pretty good hint.” She said this with a friendly smile.
“You’re good. Does this detective have a name? I’m Derek.”
“Andrea is on the driver’s license. But Andee will do.” Derek couldn’t stop looking at her smile.
Over the next fifteen minutes they exchanged tidbits about their lives. She had some knowledge of investments, but only from the angle of a retirement saver. Derek was a professional money manager. They had just enough in common to know they didn’t want to talk about stocks and bonds right then.
One advantage of first class is the supply of alcohol. Derek’s drink was scotch on the rocks with water on the side. Andee was having vodka tonics. They discovered that they both liked martinis with olives, but that was too much to ask from United. The flight attendant seemed to be particularly liberal with his pours. Derek assumed he wanted everyone to fall asleep so he could eat his dinner in peace. The strategy seemed to be working throughout the cabin. Derek and Andee sipped and chatted away.
The console between the seats formed a natural barrier between the travelers. One they seemed to want to overcome as they increasingly leaned toward each other as they spoke. At one point Andee spontaneously reached out for Derek’s arm as she laughed at one of his stories. It surprised both of them. She removed her hand, but wasn’t quick about it.
Her smile was perfectly enchanting and Derek thought it was the most natural and spontaneous he had seen in a long time. Then he realized it was mostly her eyes. Tinted only somewhat by her contacts, they were absolutely electric in communicating her inner spirit. He could, and did, stare at them unashamedly.
The words spoken were less important than the flow of feelings. Both had needed to laugh for a longer time than they realized or admitted. This chance encounter worked wonders for both of them. Andee leaned her elbow on the console and rested her chin on her hand. After one clever comment, Derek laughed and reached out and gently stroked her cheek.
“You are too funny,” he said. “And you’re a temptress with that smile of yours.” The alcohol had made him bolder. Andee’s drinks had allowed her not to mind. She closed her eyes and focused on his touch. It was light, but conveyed a sensitivity she liked.
The cabin lights were dimmed, leaving the computer and the reading lamps as their only source of illumination. Everyone else in first class was sleeping or trying to.
“Well, I think this is a lost cause,” said Derek as he began the power down sequence for his laptop. In a few seconds the screen was black and he was placing his machine in its case under the seat in front of him. He took the opportunity to glance over at Andee’s legs. Graceful shape, good tone. He was glad she was wearing a skirt, even a conservative one with a sweater, rather than a pants suit. He wasn't wild however about the dark stockings, which he assumed were pantyhose.
“I need to excuse myself for a second,” he said and Andee unbuckled her seat belt and stepped into the aisle. Derek went into the head, did his business, and washed up. Looking at himself in the mirror he wondered if all this was really going as nicely as it seemed or was he deluding himself. When he returned to his row, Andee said, “My turn.” She popped up with her purse in hand.
Derek turned off one of the reading lights when she was gone and wished he had a dimmer for the other. Andee reappeared and slid into her seat. Something was different, but it took Derek a moment to realize that the stockings had disappeared. Andee curled up in her seat facing Derek and then covered her lap and legs with a blanket. She stretched to turn off her lamp bringing the cabin to almost complete darkness.
They both leaned forward and resumed their conversation about nothing in particular. The lack of light reduced even further whatever reservations they had previously felt. Smiling, laughing and now touching hands continuously, their faces moved forward until their first, gentle kiss became an inevitability. They pulled back slightly, but then moved back for a second, more lingering effort.
The console was padded and by now this was the spot most occupied by the travelers. Derek nuzzled Andee’s neck as she cooed. Her arms reached out to embrace him as best she could given the barrier between. Derek’s left hand slid under her sweater and he relished the softness of her skin and the trimness of her waistline. This wonderfully passionate teenage kissing and modest groping continued for several minutes, punctuated by increasingly futile efforts to talk.
Derek’s hand moved up Andee’s rib cage and he felt the back of her bra. She pushed herself more toward him and shifted around to improve his access. She only sighed as he undid the clasp in back. He immediately moved his hand forward and slipped it under the lightly padded cup. A lovely, full breast with a delightfully extended nipple. He carefully held her whole breast as their kisses deepened. Gently he stroked her nipple making it even firmer.
As her passion built Andee’s hands weren’t completely idle. “Where’s your blanket?” she whispered. Derek reached to the floor and held it up to her.
“I’m already a little hot,” he said with a smile.
“Just wait,” said Andee as she laid the blanket across his lap and the console.
She reached under his blanket and found his right thigh slightly raised. With each stroke she got closer to Derek’s engorged cock, only held in check by his boxer briefs. Finally, her hand made no pretensions to any other destination and she felt his fully erect penis through his clothes.
“No fair. You get to feel skin,” she whispered as she unzipped his trousers and released his straining cock through the fly in the shorts. Her slow long strokes were phenomenal to Derek. She could sense his balls tightening. He squeezed her breast more as his breathing quickened.
By now she was fully masturbating Derek and he was about to come. “You’re going to make a mess,” he whispered as he tried to slow her down.
“Nothing I can’t clean up,” came the reply.
He forcefully removed her hand at that point and kissed her hard. She responded in kind and then made her wishes unambiguous. “I want to take you in my mouth.”
The cabin was nearly dark and the flight attendants were nowhere to be found. Derek shifted around in his seat, his erect penis emerging from under the blanket. Andee immediately bent down and kissed the end of his knob.
Her masterful tongue work astounded Derek. Long strokes on the sides of his shaft and gentle licks on his now pulsing balls. She looked up to see the intense pleasure on Derek’s face and then slowly took in the entire length. Slowly at first and then more rapidly she alternated sucks and licks to bring him ever closer to ecstasy. She sensed her power over him and it made her bolder, and her pussy wetter. He bent down and whispered, “I’m coming.” Gobs of ejaculate spewed up into Andee’s eagerly awaiting mouth. She swallowed every drop and then licked him clean.
She came up and kissed him fully on the mouth. He could taste his salty essence, but was more overwhelmed by her heat. He repositioned his blanket and leaned to her ear, whispering, “Now I want to taste you.”
“That’s going to be a little harder in these seats, I think,” came the reply.
“We’ll see,” said Derek as his hand moved up Andee’s thigh that was widely spread under her blanket. Her skirt had worked itself up and posed little obstacle. Derek was anticipating sliding his hand under her panties when he was pleasantly surprised to find she was wearing none. Her trimmed bush was soaked with her juices, which Derek spread around her swollen pussy lips with soft strokes.
He brought his dripping fingers to his mouth. “Delicious,” he whispered as his hand went back for a second helping. He alternated stroking her clit and inserting first one and then two fingers into her anxiously awaiting pussy. Andee’s breathing intensified as she sat straighter in the chair encouraging deeper penetration. She muffled her orgasmic cries into Derek’s shoulder.
“Now I want you inside me,” she purred. Derek’s erection was almost fully returned from the passion of the moment. “How?” came his reply.
Andee glanced around the plane and saw absolutely no motion. She pulled Derek’s blanket off his lap, revealing his erect cock. Quickly she bunched her skirt at her waist and moved over to Derek’s seat, straddling him. Effortlessly she guided his penis into her sopping pussy. He was completely inside her. She made an attempt to cover her ass with her skirt.
She rocked almost imperceptibly, stimulating her clit as she relished the sense of fullness. Andee bit on her hand to muffle her cries as she quickly reached another, more intense orgasm.
Derek held her close as their breathing slowly returned to normal. They nuzzled and kissed. Suddenly they remembered where they were and they eagerly scanned the cabin. They giggled to each other as the rest of the plane appeared to sleep.
Andee slid back to her seat and then said, “Time to clean up.” Planting a quick kiss on Derek’s forehead, she disappeared to the head. Derek rearranged his clothes. She came back a few minutes later, hair combed, pantyhose back on Derek frowned at the implications, but also decided he liked the fully wrapped package too.
“Do we have time for a nap?” Andee asked.
“We have a little under an hour left.”
“That’s plenty for a little snuggle,” and Andee leaned over the console, pulling her blanket over them.
Derek held her as best he could and in doing so realized she had removed her bra in the bathroom. He gently cupped her right breast and kissed her cheek. She purred and they both nodded off.
Seemingly seconds later they sensed the cabin lights coming on and they heard the message from the flight deck. They straightened up and once again looked like a random professional couple. By then they were anything but.
They exchanged business cards and laughed when they discovered they lived only 30 miles apart. Andee had been on an earlier flight from their home airport of Toronto and had paused in Chicago for a meeting. Pure chance or fate had brought these neighbours together.
Andee was staying with family in Seattle and thought it a bit awkward to bring along a new friend. Their in-flight adventure would have to hold them until they got home in two days. They both agreed, however, that they needed to pick up where they left off. Only next time they would proceed without the console.
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