The Danielle Development - Sex Stories

The Danielle Development

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Danielle waved a final goodbye as she passed behind a partition and I turned back towards the car-park. I chuckled, suddenly having a thought that the security staff would probably ask her to take off her hoodie. Those guys were in for a treat! Right enough, as I got into the car my phone pinged with a message from Danielle.

"Had to take my hoodie off at security! Can't wait to see you again. xx"

Epilogue - The Chloe Confession

Touching down back in London, I day dreamed about our time together in Budapest. It had been everything I had hpoed for and more, but now the sad reality of normality hitting was home. It was grey and drizzly - typical British summer weather - and a bit of a metaphor for my change in mood. It would be several weeks at least before our calendars lined up and we could spend some time together again. Sure we had FaceTime but after the last few days I didn't know how I was going to survive like that. I foresaw a serious amount of playing with myself in the days ahead... I should really allow some time for that in my schedule I thought to myself. Also, why didn't we make another video? Seriously? I should have thought of that!

Standing in the snaking line for passport control, listening to the repeated swooshing noise of the passport e-gates opening and closing, I looked around the room. My eyes caught those of a guy standing in the queue ahead of me. He instantly averted his gaze to the ceiling, making it very obvious he'd been ...

... staring at me. I looked down and noticed my zipper had unzipped a bit. My chest was a little more exposed than it had been last I checked. I scanned the room again pretending to ignore the guy as the line moved forward. As we walked past one another on either side of the barrier, his head turned. He was totally checking out my ass! I knew I was supposed to be aghast at being sp objectified, but honestly I just liked it when people checked me out, it turned me on. I decided to have some fun with him. As we continued to snake round in the queue, the next time we turned the corner and were facing each other, I pulled my zipper down completely and pulled at my top as though I was feeling the heat. My hoodie fell open exposing my belly and fairly tight top. It was actually significantly cooler in London than it had been in Budapest so although I hadn't thought about it beforehand, my nips were protruding quite noticeably. The guy couldn't help himself, his eyes focussed on my chest as I walked down the line towards him, glancing around making sure not to look directly at him. As we approached one other again it looked like he was just going to motorboat me on the way past, he just stared, mouth open, at my boobs like a zombie! For one final trick, I took hold of my leggings and pulled them up a bit at the front. I felt the seem line cut between my legs and was pretty confident I had a good camel-toe going on. His eye line suggested the same as it drifted down from my breasts to my ...