temptationsx
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Shifting uncomfortably in her seat - despite the fact that her and her husband had splurged for first class on their way to a much needed trip to Hawaii - Lauren felt restless as the minutes ticked on like hours. The six hour flight was barely half over, and already, she wanted off; it didn't help that, because they had decided to go for first class, Lauren had no choice but to wear a rather uncomfortable business suit, one that she had gotten years before and was slightly too small for her. She was lucky that the short black skirt just barely covered her rear.
Looking over at her husband, she could see that he seemed rather content reading one of the crappy magazine provided in the front seat pocket. Her attention was pulled away from him as the chime indicating that the seat belt sign had been turned off - after a bit of turbulence - had sounded. "I'm going to go freshen up a bit." She leaned over to inform her husband, kissing him once on the cheek before undoing her seat belt and standing up; maybe all she needed was to stretch her legs.
Slowly, wanting to waste as much time as possible, Lauren made her way down the narrow aisle of first class in her tall black pumps, pulling away at the curtain that separated the seating area from the where the flight attendants did their work. It was empty, as they had been out serving the passengers. Lauren slipped into the cramped airplane bathroom and locked the door behind her.
Looking over at her husband, she could see that he seemed rather content reading one of the crappy magazine provided in the front seat pocket. Her attention was pulled away from him as the chime indicating that the seat belt sign had been turned off - after a bit of turbulence - had sounded. "I'm going to go freshen up a bit." She leaned over to inform her husband, kissing him once on the cheek before undoing her seat belt and standing up; maybe all she needed was to stretch her legs.
Slowly, wanting to waste as much time as possible, Lauren made her way down the narrow aisle of first class in her tall black pumps, pulling away at the curtain that separated the seating area from the where the flight attendants did their work. It was empty, as they had been out serving the passengers. Lauren slipped into the cramped airplane bathroom and locked the door behind her.