Straight Female / 21
Why I Flew To Singapore
I was on a flight overnight to London. I had the window seat. Beside me was a man in his mid thirties, he was flying to London on business. He lifted the armrest between the two seats and his hand rested against my thigh. I moved it. His hand landed on my thigh, I moved it, but it sprang back as soon as I released it. I fought his hand with my hand, but my hand ended up in his, and he would not release me. I had no choice but to let his hand and mine rest in my lap, between my legs.
When dinner was served he released my hand but kept his thigh against mine. He asked me to help him with his dinner, to cut his chicken. I told him I wasn't his mother, and he whispered 'but you are my girl'. I cut his chicken.
After dinner and a trip to the bathroom, we settled in for the overnight leg. He took my hand and put it in his lap and lowered his zipper and with the blanket over us I held his 'member'. His arm around my shoulders, he whispered silly things to me. I laughed because I could not stop myself. His 'member' got harder and harder and he kept asking me to lean down and 'pleasure him'.
I waited and waited until the passengers around us were deep in their movies or snoring, and I leaned down quietly, but the minute I put my mouth on him, he sprayed me. He wiped my face with the blanket 'sorry'. I had to settle for a long kiss and his hand up my sweater. I fell asleep, with my head on his shoulder, as he had his arm around me. I woke up to being kissed and he touched my nose and told me he just thought I was pretty.
I didn't quite make the mile high club, but I had the London vacation love affair. I presented him to my friend that lived in London, and he joined us for dinner. I kept my hand in his lap to quiet him, and he kept his arm around me. I stopped counting kisses and the number of 'times' he took privileges. It just no longer mattered, my instinct when at a table was to grab him, and his was to let his hand fall down over my shoulder and get a grope in.
His trip was only four days and I stayed behind for my vacation, lost in thought I really didn't care what I was doing. When I returned home, I lived with my parents, a bouquet of flowers were delivered. "I'm off to Singapore, what are you doing?".
When dinner was served he released my hand but kept his thigh against mine. He asked me to help him with his dinner, to cut his chicken. I told him I wasn't his mother, and he whispered 'but you are my girl'. I cut his chicken.
After dinner and a trip to the bathroom, we settled in for the overnight leg. He took my hand and put it in his lap and lowered his zipper and with the blanket over us I held his 'member'. His arm around my shoulders, he whispered silly things to me. I laughed because I could not stop myself. His 'member' got harder and harder and he kept asking me to lean down and 'pleasure him'.
I waited and waited until the passengers around us were deep in their movies or snoring, and I leaned down quietly, but the minute I put my mouth on him, he sprayed me. He wiped my face with the blanket 'sorry'. I had to settle for a long kiss and his hand up my sweater. I fell asleep, with my head on his shoulder, as he had his arm around me. I woke up to being kissed and he touched my nose and told me he just thought I was pretty.
I didn't quite make the mile high club, but I had the London vacation love affair. I presented him to my friend that lived in London, and he joined us for dinner. I kept my hand in his lap to quiet him, and he kept his arm around me. I stopped counting kisses and the number of 'times' he took privileges. It just no longer mattered, my instinct when at a table was to grab him, and his was to let his hand fall down over my shoulder and get a grope in.
His trip was only four days and I stayed behind for my vacation, lost in thought I really didn't care what I was doing. When I returned home, I lived with my parents, a bouquet of flowers were delivered. "I'm off to Singapore, what are you doing?".
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