Airport - Sex Stories

Airport

... herself falling. She can't look away although she knows she should, she must. But its impossible, something about those eyes draw her in. Deep and dark, she finds her mind diving into those pools. Clear and cold, but bracing cold. The sort of cold that makes your body feel move alive, tingling from head to toe. Titillated. Not that she needed any more stimulation. “Are you sure you're alright. Is there anything I can...do for you.” Maybe it was a simple, politeness on her part. But the pause and then the “do” only sent all the wrong messages to her overly excited mind. Damn, her nipples ached. She was glad her bra would hide that. Or would it? She shakes her head no. Afraid to speak should her voice break and reveal the effect the woman was having one her. “Well if you're sure.” The woman's eyes never leaving her, she flushes more and breaks her eyes free in the hope she can regain some composure. But doing so makes her shift on the chair, which sends another wave of illicit pleasure though her body. And she shivers. A shiver she is sure the woman noticed. A minute passes. She hasn't looked back up but she's certain the woman hasn't stopped watching her. Another minute and a sudden rustle causes her to look up. The woman has risen but is still staring at her. Without a word, the woman turns and walks across towards the restrooms. Only when she is about to enter does she look back, looking directly at her. It wasn't an invitation, but yet what else could it be? She's not ...

... sure why but she rose up and followed. When she rounded the entranceway, she found herself face-to-face with the woman waiting patiently as if her appearance was planned. They stood facing each other without a word passing between them. Her eyes though, oh her eyes...in them she saw the question and gave her answer. A sudden flushing sound fills the quiet and then a stall door opens and a woman exits. She hardly noticed them until she had washed her hands and turned to leave. She looks at them and, for a brief moment, all three are frozen like deers in a headlight. Clearing her throat as if an apology for intruding, the woman passes between them and back into the terminal. Another long moment once they are now alone before the older woman moves into the open door of the accessible stall, and waits. Without a thought, she finds her feet carry her forward and inside. The door closes behind her, behind them. She turns and faces her sudden friend. The older woman reaches and touches her cheek. “I must say, you are emitting this...something... I can't say I've ever feel the desire come over me as it did when I looked at you. The...something... Oh I don't know. The look on your face. In your eyes. But something more... I can just sense it.” She's unable to speak, her tongue locked to the roof of her mouth. She can only look back thinking that something was likewise coming to her from this woman she'd never met before. Or maybe it was just the sudden thrill of following on a whim, of ...