Lesbian Sex: Mile High Club
Fuck, it had been a long day and night! I cannot lie, I am just not a morning person. My flight left so early, I didn’t even have time to wake up properly with a nice cum or two. Talk about waking upon the wrong side of the bed! I had already conceded that is was going to be “one of those days.” I threw my things together and went to the hotel lobby to wait for the shuttle bus to the airport.
As luck would have it, there were three incredibly hot flight attendants trying to get to the airport as well. I immediately made eye contact with one and only wondered if time allowed if we both would have ended up back in my room for some good old fashioned pussy licking?! My pussy started to moisten at the thought and then I noticed, she wasn’t a flight attendant, she was a pilot! Talk about a fucking turn on!
We rode to the terminal and all I could think about was going to back to my room and masturbating. As my bad luck would have it, I was on a different airline carrier and all I could do was watch that hot piece of airline pilot ass fly off into the sunset when she departed the shuttle bus. So close, yet so far away from the “Mile High Club!”
It was Friday before you knew it and I was on another flight back home, or to the hotel parking lot this trip. I called the shuttle service and the front desk told me that they would pick me up as soon as possible. They just had three flights arrive that required each employee to spend the night. Immediately, my mind starting racing. What are the odds? Nah, no way but, how cool would it be if the same crew was coming back as well. Perhaps, I better book a room, or better yet, let the airlines pay once I hookup with that super hot pilot!
My confidence was short-lived as I checked all the airline employees out one by one, when the shuttle bus finally picked me up. Oh, well it looked like another night of masturbation for me! Suddenly, I felt the urge for a glass of wine so I headed for the trendy bar located inside the hotel. I must have given off a “need to get laid” vibe as even the bartender could sense my sexual frustration.
“What would you like?” she asked. “How about a nice tall blonde,” I replied! We both giggled and she brought me a nice glass of wine on the house. We made small talk for awhile, both of us flirting up a storm. I had never really had hooked up with a chick in a bar as my preferred method was online dating. I had always been discreet in my lesbianism for professional reasons. My career is extremely lucrative and like it or not, still controlled my men.
The bartenders name was Gigi and my mind raced about doing something “out of the ordinary tonight. I don’t know which urge was great, to eat some pussy or have mine licked? I figured why not have a few more glasses of wine while I figured it out. Gigi poured me another glass and then I felt a sexual presence in the air just as I caught a whiff of my favorite perfume. I thought my eyes (or perhaps the wine) was playing games with me a now sitting next to me at the bar was the hot airline pilot I had seen earlier that week.
“Hello,” she said as she sit there next to me. You have no idea how glad I am to see another female in this bar. Usually it’s a bunch of expense report drunks calling me “stewardess,” and trying to pick me up. Little do the know I have probably flown most of their flights! I laughed and agreed it is indeed rare to find female companionship on the road. Plus, she added, “If I hear one more joke about the Mile High Club I’m going to scream!”
I don’t know what came over me but, I placed my hand on her leg while agreeing with her. “Oh, I’m sorry for touching you, its just that I’m a touchy person and I agree with you.” “I’m tired of all these business types thinking they can cheat on their wives every time they see me.” Mile High Club, my ass! We both laughed! The pilot then told me that I looked familiar and I told her we were on the same airport shuttle earlier that week. “Yes, that’s it!” I loved that designer handbag and recognize it now.
I was going to offer to buy her a drink (didn’t even ask her name yet) but, Gigi beat me to it. Hello there Captain Morgan! Seriously, I can’t make this shit up! I’m so glad I didn’t laugh as that really was her name. I could sense there was some chemistry between Gigi and the airline pilot. Actually, it was undeniable. My mind was racing and my pussy was starting to moisten. Just the thought of watching those two together was enough to drive me crazy. Fuck, did I ever want to tough myself.
Then it hit me, why don’t I play the innocent one and let them try and seduce a tipsy business woman. Well, I didn’t have to wait for my third drink as the pilot bought us all a shot, including Gigi. It’s good to have a two-day layover so I can have a little more fun tonight than usual. While I originally planned on a quick drink before heading home, I knew I better stay put and play this night out to it’s fullest potential which, hopefully included multiple orgasms!
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