Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow

I had a long layover in Frankfurt, coming out of Kazakhstan, headed for Chicago. 35 days was long this time around, but I was going home. I found a seat at restaurant and nursed a beer watching people. A young girl came by and sat down across from me and we exchanged looks. She went through her phone or read a book. We did not exchange words.

I finally asked her where she was headed, she said Chicago and we found out we were on the same plane. I was flying business and she was in coach. She tried not to have a conversation but she did answer my questions. Then just as she came, she got up to leave. She walked out of the restaurant. That's when I noticed she had left her passport on the seat. I got up and tried to find her but she was gone. I went to the help counter and they paged her.

I waited for thirty minutes before she answered the page and came to get her passport. I told the attendant that was the girl, in case they were going to give her trouble. This time she did talk with me as we walked down the halls, slowly, talking about nothing. She was in Germany on a visit to relatives and had flown into Frankfurt from Dresden. I told her my name, asked hers, and said to her that now we weren't strangers.

We had four hours to go and I told her I would rent a room and we could lay down and get some rest, the rooms have a small shower. To my surprise she agreed and we went to the day room rentals and I got a room. The attendant did look at me funny, seeing me with the young girl, but in the end said nothing. We went up and found the room, with not quite double bed and small bathroom and shower. I told her she could have the bed and I would rest on the floor. She answered pretty matter of fact, don't you want to have sex with me?

I asked her, surprised, if she had sex with men just like that. She said sometimes, she preferred older men, always had. We had sex, pretty intense sex, she was no amateur. She found a way to stimulate herself, riding me, and somehow I managed to keep it up for her. After she came, I turned her over on her back and just fucked her. We had used up thirty minutes of our three hours before we had to go to the gate.

She liked being naked, like having me look at her. She liked opening and closing her legs for me, sort of like a peek a boo game. After a while we had oral sex, and then showered. She was quite open and told me that her entire time in Germany she hadn't been with a man and had only been able to play with herself. She asked a lot about Kazakhstan. I told her it wasn't a tourist place and young girls had no business going there.

In Chicago, I waited for her and we went through immigration together. Got our bags and she said she was going for an Uber to get back to school in Evanston. I told her frankly I enjoyed her company, but a man my age and a girl her age really didn't have a chance. She answered, try me. She said she didn't like guys, they were too pushy. We kept up a relationship for the following year until she graduated and went back to Colorado. I told her I'd miss her and she told me the same. The embrace when she left was real.