I walked to the baggage check area until I saw my contact, a local. He looked very tired as I walked up. "This way miss." he said, turning toward a small propeller driven plane. As I walked up to it, I noticed a burned area near the tail and several patched bullet holes on the belly. Great.
"Do I have time to stretch or anything?" I asked, looking up at a bleak sun.
"No. If we wait too long, military will shoot us down." I felt my stomach tighten, and I walked up the steps. There were only three other people on this flight besides myself. One obvious private security guy, probably American, with a calm looking man beside him; and an awkward intern from the local affiliate station. He blushed as I was seated next to him. Like most young men, he couldn't help staring at my breasts as I shrugged off my jacket to get comfortable. I stared at him for nearly 5 whole seconds before his eyes met mine and he blushed, visibly shrinking into his chair.
"Salam. I'm Gwen. I understand you'll be my tech." I said, extending a hand. He gingerly took it and nodded. "And who are you?" I asked, noticing he was now staring at my legs. His head snapped up.
"I am Safi." he said with a slight hint of an English accent. Must have studied there on a student visa. I looked him over. He had very delicate facial features and large, emotive hazel eyes. He was obviously uneasy. His skin was a lovely almond brown stretched over the athletic muscles of a soccer player. My eyes fell on the bulge of his rapidly swelling penis that he was desperately trying to hide in the awkward way men do. I realized I was the one staring now and took a deep breath.
I glanced over at the other two. The security type glanced over and nodded. I nodded back to him. I felt like being a bit flirtatious and knew that I couldn't do any of that where I was going, so I asked him "How long is this flight anyway?" As I turned in my seat, I made sure Safi would get a good look at my cherry shaped ass by sucking my legs up under me and sitting on my calves as I leaned over the chair. I rested my chin on my hands.
"About two hours, Miss. Weather is a bit spotty but I know the pilot. Good guy to have in the pit." the security type glared at Safi briefly before turning back to my unwavering glance.
"Can I ask you where you two are going?" I said, shifting my weight slightly from side to side and letting one of my high heels fall to the floor. The calm one looked up from whatever it was he was reading as if seeing me for the first time. Whatever he planned on saying was stopped when he saw me. I'm used to that.
"Um, you can ask but I'm afraid we can't answer." was the best he could come up with. I nodded, and turned back in my seat. Safi had picked up his satchel and sat it on his lap to hide his erection. I leaned forward, straining the buttons on my tight shirt as I reached for my shoe. My breasts shifted over my thighs and knees as I struggled to reach it. I sighed, and leaned back, stretching my long leg forward as I slipped my pantyhosed foot back into it. I leaned over again to the side my right breast gently grazing Safi's bare arm as I pulled the heel back up my foot.
"Sorry. Small plane, eh?" I said, sitting back in my seat. He finally let his breath out a few seconds later and nodded. I turned my head a grinned. "I'm such a tease. No wonder I get into so much trouble." Maybe this wouldn't be a bad trip after all. "Well, I'm going to try and take a nap." I said, leaning the seat back a little and dozing off. When you fly as much as I do, you learn to sleep virtually on command. We were airborne for about an hour before something woke me up. |