The Danielle Development - Sex Stories

The Danielle Development

... simple set of plain white panties and extracted from her suitcase a short figure hugging dress with poppers running the full length up the front. It only just covered her ass, clung to her tits and without any bra her nipples were clearly visible through the grey fabric. I couldn't wait for the opportunity to rip it right off her when we arrived at my place!

It wasnt long before we were saying goodbye in the hallway once more. As I hugged Kara, I lifted her skirt and squeezed her bare bottom.

"All the best to Tim" I said and she laughed "I'll unload in this ass next time."

I walked out the door and got into a black cab with Danielle. I had no idea when the three of us would next be together but I knew we would be.

Chapter Three - The Danielle Divulgence

We arrived at the airport in good time and checked-in Danielle's suitcase before making our way through security to find a place to grab lunch before the flight. With the length of the flight and the time difference we'd probably not be back at my appartment until 7ish and I figured we'd want some "alone time", so we decided to get a decent meal before we boarded the plane. We found a quiet table in the corner of the restaurant and dined on overpriced, pretty mediocre fare. For the next hour or so we reminised (quietly) and caught up on the intervening 20 years.

Inneviatbly the subject of previous relationships came up. This was a conversation I wasn't looking forward to. I didn't want to lie to Danielle but ...

... the reality of the last 20 years for me was that it was an embarrasingly dry spell.

"So you must have had plenty of hot stewardesses chasing after you, anyone significant?" she enquired.

"Well to be honest, when your rosters align once every six weeks, dating crew becomes a bit of a tricky endeavour. There were a couple of first dates and one second but that's about it." I replied.

"Really? Huh. So just casual sex in the lavs then?" she joked.

"I think the aviation authorities would frown upon that... given I'm the one supposed to be flying the plane!" I answered, trying to dodge the question.

The truth of the matter was I had only slept with two other girls since Danielle, neither of them cabin crew. One was a girl I worked with when I was in IT called Chloe. We got together at the office Christmas party. We weren't drunk, if anything we hooked up out of boredom and a shared disdain for our fellow very drunk colleagues. Our soberness brought us together. Chloe had excused herself and then texted me to join her in the board room on the top floor to "escape the madness". We chatted for a bit and in that moment something just clicked. We started off just making-out, then she backed off and I was about to apologise thinking she had realised her error, when she unzipped her dress and dropped it to the floor. She was a petite blonde with long hair and her chest was signifcantly flatter than her bras had led me to believe. After sucking me off for a bit we ended up ...