Friday, March 6, 2009

The airport hottie that got....no flew... away

So I suck at keeping this up to date... so sue me. You can have your money back.

I'm travelling this week, and as I am leaving my destination city, this extremely hot young girl comes to my gate area. She can't be more than 18-19ish and is one of those tan, short, busty but only because she's tiny, kind of gals. She had on this low cut top and jeans along with a pair of sandals that showed off some tan toes with cute little red painted toenails. Now I'm not a foot guy..at all... but for some reason it was REALLY hot.

She sits down across from me and says something to the affect of not having a seat assignment, and I told her the gate agent would get her one when they get here... I figured this was permission to talk to her a bit, so the "every once in a while" conversation started... about every 30-60 seconds one of us would say something and it seemed pretty friendly. I also know that I was NOT imagining when she looked directly at my left-hand ring finger for a brief moment...

Here's her story... met a "pen-pal" and flew to meet HIM for the first time. Says she had a nice time, but wasn't convincing. Couldn't wait to get home to Phoenix (explains the hot tan!) and hates to fly. I can work with this...

In fact, here's the best part of our time at the gate. She's starting to get nervous and bouncing her leg while they are crossed... Her tits are about to spill out of her top and as she's looking away, I'm just agape at the mouth watching the deep cleavage of her soft little titties jiggle back and forth... So needless to say, I boarded this flight pretty damn horny.

Turns out she's sitting in the seat directly in front of me. Not ideal, but okay... No real reason for her to turn around, but she does near the end of the flight! She asks me if the bathroom is open (dammit please invite me to cum with you!) and I tell her I think it is... unfortunately, this is one of those tiny little jets that one person can squeeze into the can at a time and everyone on the plane watches you go into... so that wasn't happening...

We get off the plane, as she's going to Phoenix and I'm going to Portland, and I gotta wait for my fucking carryon bag that got gate-checked... Jesus, this sucks. I say something outloud to see if she hears as we're walking out together, but she ignores this and keeps going without much more said...

The kick in the balls however, is walking to my plane I see her again. She's walking and talking with this tall douchebag from the flight that is also going to Phoenix and they are chatting it up and he is no doubt going to try to fuck her brains out in the "family" bathroom her in the airport... Damn him, you lucky bastard. This girl looked desperate and horny. She was the "please look at me type"... I was all ready, but that damn carry on bag...

Fuck.

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