1. Flying Fun


    Date: 10/21/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: missingjanedoe, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    “Flight A3NDJ35 to San Diego has been delayed for three hours, I repeat, three hours, due to problems on the runway. We are sorry for any inconvenience.” I groaned with annoyance. The news of a delay only added to the bad day I’d been having. I hadn’t even wanted to go on the stupid business trip, but my boss dropped some hints about a promotion, so I said I would do it. And now here I was; halfway down a mile-long queue for the metal detectors with a three-hour delay in front of me. Oh joy. As the line surged forward hopefully, I dug out my phone and texted my husband. 3 hour delay- so NOT what I need right now! I tried to sooth my annoyance by wiping all the smears off the screen as I waited for his reply. I knew he wouldn’t take long- he understands how impatient I am. Finally, his reply lit the screen of my phone. Don’t worry honey- I packed some things in your bag to take your mind off the flight! Enjoy ;) xx I couldn’t help the smile that crept across my face as I pictured my husband sneaking a super-deluxe bar of Cadbury's into my bag. Mark knows, for plenty of past experience, that chocolate is my answer to everything, and he had rightly anticipated that I was going to need it on this trip. I tried to quickly undo the corner of my hold-all to see if he went for the fruit-and-nut option or went for the reliable plain chocolate, but before I can, the line surges forward. The family in front of me hurried over to one of the stations, the harassed mother already ...
    yelling for her kids to put their bags on the rollers. I stepped forward to the one immediately in front, allowing my eyes to appreciate the cute guy waving the metal detector around. I toyed with the idea of purposely keeping on my belt so he had to scan me, but discarded it as I took in the captivating yet terrifying girl attending to the luggage scanner. Her hair was long and soft, falling in waves around her tanned face. Sprinklings of freckles were dotted around the pert nose and sharp eyes, her full lips turned down in a disdainful manner. I felt a pang of jealousy admiring her pert breasts straining against her top- she clearly wasn't wearing a bra as her erect nipples pointed through the thin fabric. (Neither was I, but my white shirt didn't advertise the fact as hers did.) I briefly wondered how such a girl- well, she was a young woman- had come to work in such a place when she would be more at home as one of the sexy air-stewardesses that gave the whole job a bit of allure. I lugged my heavy bag onto the rollers, removed the sexy little belt that went so well with my skirt and stepped through the detectors. No alarms flashed, so I put my watch and belt back on, stepping over to grab my bag only to realise the young sex-goddess from earlier holding it with a glint in her eye. She raised one, perfectly plucked eyebrow as she met my gaze. “Erm, excuse me, is there a problem?” I stammered, feeling the need to duck my head underneath her disparaging expression. Her tongue ...
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