One Flight Delayed - Sex Stories

One Flight Delayed

... belly. Waves rolled over my body as my DNA burst forth and intertwined hers.

We held each other falling asleep in each others’s arms once more. When we woke Serie said, “Thank you. I feel so relieved and happy now. I could sit in the terminal another 12 hours."

"What about, you said you aren't on birth conrol," I stammered.

"No worries, I’ll go get some plan B once we land," Serie replied casually.

For whatever reason, I knew it didn't matter what she did. I just nodded and we got up to dress. Before we could pull on our clothes someone knocked hard at the door.

“Is everything ok in there?” someone shouted.

We both hastily dressed and emerged from the bathroom.

“We’re fine. He gave me an insulin injection and it was his first time and it didn’t go well. But I’ll live,” Serie said.

I was in awe of how quickly and convincingly she was able to lie to a cop.

Serie took my hand and pulled me into the crowd before we had to answer any more questions.

As we walked I looked at my texts. Southworst had rebooked me on a different flight through Houston. Serie’s flight was unchanged. I had 10 minutes to get to the new gate.

At the gate Serie took my hands and said, “This was a lot of fun honey. It was a little vacation back there. But understand, even though I am very fond of you, nothing has changed. I still prefer a good vulva to a stick. Please understand, and don’t be hurt.”

I agreed with her completely, but it did feel like more than a ...

... fling.

She embraced me and walked away. I knew what we were doing was temporary, but there was a part of me that really hoped it might turn into something more. I guess I had found feelings.

I did make it to Nashville in the nick of time, and the gig opened new doors for me.

By June I was on my way to being a full-on Rock star. I even had a record exec ask me to put together my own demo. I went to Tia’s wedding eager to share the good news.

Instead, there was news far bigger than mine.

Tia was escorted down the aisle by a very pregnant Serie!

I was so dumbfounded I don’t remember anything else about the wedding. I remembered feeling certain in the moment that Serie and I made life. It was still a shock to see the truth.

Late into the reception I finally got up the guts to walk over to Serie.

“I wondered when you would come talk to me. It is yours of course, nobody knows but you and me,” she whispered

“Of course,” I said cooly before adding. “I thought you were going to take Plan B.”

“Oddly, airports don’t sell it and I was stuck there for 5 days waiting for a flight. I guess I figured one fuck with a man in 20 years wouldn’t leave me knocked up – but as they say, ‘Life finds a way,’ right.”

Serie was shaking a little, clearly nervous about how I would react seeing her.

“I want to raise this little girl on my own. I don’t’ need anything, especially not after making partner! I don’t want to be heartless – but would you consider signing over all your ...