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Connecting Flight (closed)

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OOC
Bill Davis, 30 year old IT consultant, single.
6 foot tall, brown hair and eyes.
Athletic build works out regularly.

IC
I was not that overjoyed at having to go to the IT convention in Denver, but at least such events usually had good socialising in the bars at night, or so I had heard. I was at the airport in plenty of time, and the cute check in girl was very nice to me.

"Boarding will be at 9.20 Mr Davis, gate 8, have a good trip now Sir."

And sure enough, we started boarding exactly on time, which was good. I was halfway down the plane it seemed row 21, seat B. I did not strap myself in, knowing that there would someone along shortly for seat A, the window seat.
Not that I wanted that seat, I usually read or slept when flying, one cloud looks much like another to me.

I watched the other passengers coming down the aisle for a while, wondering who my companion might be, hopefully not an idiot, who talked rubbish the whole flight. I had been there before, and knew how interminably long even a short hop could be made to seem.
Picking up the inflight magazine, I scanned the entertainment section, only to be disturbed by a delightfully soft, and almost familiar female voice

Excuse me Sir, is that seat 21A?"
 
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Kitra Sanders

OOC::

Kitra Sanders {Kit} For short..
Age 29
Expressive Green Eyes
Long Silvery Blonde Hair, reaching to her hips in soft waves.
Height 5'6
Weight 140 or around there..
Busty with a slender waist, toned body, long of leg

Dressed comfortable but stylish in a pair of form fitting black jeans.
Emerald Green Halter, with matching sheer blouse.
Knee high black boots, with her hair up in a french twist.

IC::

The trip to the airport was horrendous, I couldn't believe that the taxi had been late. Then traffic had been a nightmare, it was a miracle that I made it to the airport in time and then to top it all off the attendant gave me the run around about my ticket and I had to pay out the extra for first class.

Jostling my way up the isle I looked for my seat, who knew where 21A was because I sure didn’t. Each empty seat I passed I eyed the seat trying to catch sight of it until I felt like I was becoming a stalker only I wasn’t stalking prey I was stalking a seat. Spotting an empty seat up ahead I moved purposely towards that area, keeping an eye out around me incase I missed something.

Someone was already sitting in the seat next to it and it was a window seat, my hopes rose as I moved closer. I loved the window seats, even though I normally slept the whole way. The beauty of the passing clouds were what lured me there, which I personally didn’t mind.

Stepping up to just behind the seat, “Excuse me Sir, is that seat 21A?”
 
I turned to look at the voice that was knocking on the door of my memory banks. trying to place it. Then I saw its owner, a beautiful young woman, in a green top, wearing jeans, with her hair up.
"Yes Miss, this is 21A, one moment please, I will let you in."

I moved smartly into the aisle, allowing her access, and waited until she was seated beofre returning to my seat. That was when I noticed the high heeled boots, a particular fancy of mine. I turned to look at her again, at her face. I was certain now that we had met before, although I could not say where.

"Excuse me please, and this is not a pick up line I assure you, but do I know you from aomewhere? Your voice, and you, seem very familiar to me. Oh, I am Bill Davisby the way, from New Jersey, nice to meet you."

I held out my hand, hoping that she might take it, and let me know if indeed I did know her from some time earlier.
 
Kitra

Quickly stowing my carryon above the seat, I waited patiently for him to stand allowing me access to my seat. I had the strange feeling that I had seen this man before, probably while I was running through the terminal. Shaking off the feeling I take the seat next to the window moving around a bit making myself more comfortable. Buckling my seatbelt checking it a few times to make sure it was secure, no matter how often I flew I still got a bit spooked by the take off.

"Excuse me please, and this is not a pick up line I assure you, but do I know you from somewhere? Your voice, and you, seem very familiar to me. Oh, I am Bill Davis by the way, from New Jersey, nice to meet you."

Feeling my hopes of a quiet plane trip go down the drain, placing a smile on my face I turn to the man beside me. For the first time really looking at him, the man had brown hair and brown eyes, not to badly built in body from what I could see of him. But it was his smile that caught my attention. I had seen that smile several times when I was younger, even dreamed of it still to this day.

“I... I’m sorry what did you say your name was?” I heard his voice repeat his name but to be honest it wasn’t actually needed. I already knew who he was, Bill Davis. Someone I had thought not to ever run into.

“I thought you looked familiar to me when I sat down. We have actually met before Mr. Davis, my name is Kitra Sanders, I believe we went to school together a few years back.” Of course I knew we had gone to school together, I had watched his every movement from the time of my freshman year in college to my senior year. We had dated once or twice but nothing had ever come of it, not that we hadn’t tried but mainly because we ran in different circles.
 
“I thought you looked familiar to me when I sat down. We have actually met before Mr. Davis, my name is Kitra Sanders, I believe we went to school together a few years back.”

The second she said he rname I remembered, yes Kitra. As I recalled, she liked to be called Kit.

"My oh my Kitra, what a small world we live in huh. Yes I remember you well now, we used to call you Kit, and if I am not mistaken, we dated for a while, just a couple of times I think. Well kit, how are you,? You certainly look well, very well in fact."

I smiled at her, relaxiong now, and very pleased indeed that I actually did know her.
 
Kitra

"My oh my Kitra, what a small world we live in huh. Yes I remember you well now, we used to call you Kit, and if I am not mistaken, we dated for a while, just a couple of times I think. Well kit, how are you,? You certainly look well, very well in fact."

I felt the pleasure that he would remember me so well I feel myself warm into this trip. Taking the time now to look closer at him now, he still had the same mysterious eyes, and his smile should have been illegal. I remembered how well that smile melted every heart in class, mine included.

“No one has called me Kit since school ended, I have been doing good, how about you? How have you been and what have you been up to? You are looking as good as ever, mouth watering in fact.” Giving him a sly grin as I say this, fully aware of the heat in my jeans and the pulse in my blood. He did look good.. Very GOOD.
 
I looked at her as she spoke, she certainly was beautiful, and she had filled out a little up top, which was nice, very nice. Her hair was in a plait, which made me wonder what it looked like spread out on a pillow.

“No one has called me Kit since school ended, I have been doing good, how about you? How have you been and what have you been up to? You are looking as good as ever, mouth watering in fact.”

"Thank you Kit, yup, life has been good for me, although I nearly got married once. But a month before the wedding she decided that my buddy had better prospects. I was pissed at the time sure, but actually she did me a great favor. Shortly after that I got a job with E-Bay, and now I am an IT Consultant for them. That`s why I am going to Denver, to a conference. And you gorgeous Kit, what have you been doing with yourself? Whatever it is, you look well on it, very well indeed"


This trip had suddenly improved a hundred fold, well,. it had if she wasnt married I figured, but I would soon know.
 
Kitra

Blushing only lightly I couldn't take my eyes off Bill, he had been every girls dream in school and now here I was sitting talking to him about old times. I would be the envy of every girl that I knew if I could take Bill to the bar with me to show him off. I sat there and listened to him tell me of his life before telling him of mine.

"Lets see after school I went directly to work for my dad at the club, he passed away a few years ago and left it to me. So now I am managing my own nightclub, and on my way to visit one of the local bars in Denver. The owner wants to sell it and he was an old friend of my fathers so I told him I would come take a look. Hmm not married, don't think I even came close to it actually, just never seemed to have the time or need to I guess. I did date for a while but none of them were the marrying kind."

Hearing myself tell my life story I couldn't believe how boring it sounded. But I was happy with it and that was all that mattered to me. It fit me perfectly, I went to work and took care of the club each night. I had good employees each knowing how to do their job, I got to see friends and people I knew all the time. Not to mention I was set with money so I never had a worry about anything. And if I got lonely I could always just pick a guy from the club, not that I ever did mind you. But I could if I wanted to.

Realizing that I had gone quiet I smile up at Bill saying, "Sorry was just thinking for a moment there. So life has been good to you then, are you happy in what your doing? I mean I am not real caught up with e-bay? So I am a bit curious, isn't that where you sell things on the interenet?"
 
I had watched her intently as she spoke, unable to understand why she had not been snapped up, she was gorgeous, and very sexy with it too.

"Sorry was just thinking for a moment there. So life has been good to you then, are you happy in what your doing? I mean I am not real caught up with e-bay? So I am a bit curious, isn't that where you sell things on the interenet?"

I chuckled, reaching out to pat her hand, without realising that I was doing it.

"Yes Kit, E-Bay sell things, all over the world, but I fortunately have nothing to do with that. I am involved in systems, and networking, between all the worldwide E-Bay sites. That is what the conference is about, although I chose to stay in the Travel Inn, rather than the conference hotel. I like Travel Inn, they always look after me, so I will be there all week.
Now its your turn again lovely Kit, where are you staying, and more importantly, can I take you to dinner one night? For old times sake?"
 
Kitra

"Well to be honest I am the same way, I am to stay at Travel Inn. I like the way they take care of me when I am out and about. Dad use to stay at the Travel Inn in all the places he went to. So it looks like we will be in the same Hotel, as for dinner I would enjoy that but then you have to come see this club I am looking into and give me your thoughts on it. What do you say.. Deal?"

Bill's hand on mind felt good and up until that moment I hadn't realized that I wanted him to touch me. Even the smallest of touches as his hand patting mine, it wasn't that I hadn't had or anything. But Bill was one of those guys that I just never truely got over and here he was looking so good my mouth watered..

For once I found myself enjoying the trip and even the thought of sleeping in a Hotel for a few days. Well actually a week since I had to be at the club basically each night to see how the business was going. I knew I could just look at the books to see how well it was doing money wise but I wanted to see how it ran and if it was worth the expense.
 
"... as for dinner I would enjoy that but then you have to come see this club I am looking into and give me your thoughts on it. What do you say.. Deal?"

It was the perfect answer in many ways for me. Not only dinner, but going on somewhere afterwards also. I squeezed her hand softly, and smiled at her.

"We most certainly dohave a deal. A lonely flight, and a very boring week, just suddenly improved by over one thousand per cent Kit, thank you, thank you so much."

The plane started to move then, puuling away from the gate, and taxi-ing to the take off point.

"Ah Kit, we leave at last, I guess I had better strap in ready for take off."

After fastening my seat belt, I noticed her hand on the arm rest between us and as the aircraft lined up on the runway, I placed mine alongside it, turning to smile at Kit
 
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“Now why thank me, you were here first remember. However I do agree the flight, and my week in Denver have improved immensely.” Smiling back at Bill just as the plane starts to move down the runway.

I noticed when Bill moved his hand and had felt the sudden coolness where his hand had held mine, but as the plane picked up speed for take off I couldn’t help but wish he would put it back. Instead he just places it next to mine and smiles, that sinfully wondrous smile reaching to his eyes, warming them up as well.

As the plane picks up speed I close my eyes and take a deep breath, it didn’t matter how many times I had flown or how often, take off was hard on me. The build up of pressure and then the sudden release was enough to get me every time, and this time was no different except I had Bill right here with me. My philosophy was that if man was suppose to fly he would have been born with wings on his back.

“I hate take off and landing still to this day, it always catches me off guard.” Why I told Bill this I wasn’t sure but it could explain why my hand moved to his holding on to it just as the plane lifted off the ground.
 
I felt Kits hand cover mine, not just cover it, she gripped it squuezing hard. And then her saying about her fear of flying.

I moved my right arm, covering her hand with mine, and looking at her. The poor girl looked terrified.

"It is OK Kit, truly it is. And believe me, you are quite safe. Lordy Kit, now that I have found you again, there is no way that I will let anything bad happen to you."

I smiled again, before whispering softly in her ear, well, I got as close as I could, with the seat belt holding me back.

"And you can hold my hand anytime that you want to lovely lady"
 
Giving Bill’s hand another squeeze just as the light came on telling us we could move about the cabin freely now. Releasing some of the death grip I had upon him, turning so that I was more facing him then I had been. Continuing to hold his hand, even now with it not being necessary.

“Sorry about that, I just have problems with the take off and landing part. The rest of the flight doesn’t bother me. It has got to do with the feeling of my stomach dropping out, when I was a kid I use to love that feeling in elevators but now that I am older. Well lets just say it bothers me.”

Seeing the understanding in Bill’s eyes causes me to laugh lightly. Most people would tease me about it, but not him, he was just willing to be crushed by my grip without complaint.

“I really am glad I ran into you, to be honest I had wondered what had happened to you after school. Now I’m glad I had to switch my tickets at the front desk, otherwise we wouldn’t have bumped into each other.”

OOC::
Sorry its a bit short this morning, took a bit of a tumble down the basement stairs this morning and they gave me morphine to help with the pain. Unforchantly it isn't helping my brain work all that well.. Thank Goodness for spell checker, otherwise I am affraid you wouldn't have gotten as much as this.. *smiles* I should be able to write more a bit later...
 
We took off, and were soon speeding on our way to Denver.

The flight went well, and we never stopped chatting, or smiling at all. As the pilot throttled back, and we started to descend slowly, I saw the look of fear in her eyes again.

"Dont worry Kit, all will be well, and dont forget, I am here now, to take care of you. I will even let you hold my hand, all the way down if you want."

She looked slightly better, but was still extremely nervous, as she fastened her seatbelt, struggling a little with it. I leaned across.

"Here Kit, let me help."

I fastened her in, and could not help but notice how her breasts were beginning to heave, and strangely too, how proud her nipples were. I touched her cheek with the back of my hand, and smiled.

"See, all fastened in now Kit, and as safe as houses. Before you know it, we will be in a cab, on our way to the Travel Inn, and I am sure that by then you will feel fine.""

I almost leaned across to kiss her, but considering her still slightly agitated state, I didnt. Instead I fastened my own belt, and placed my hand in hers.
 
As we step off the plane together I couldn't help but want to take another trip with Bill. He had made the trip interesting and fun, with his jokes and laughter. The light teasing when he did, and the serious almost hungry looks he would give me from time to time. While he had been buckling me in, for just a moment I had thought he was going to kiss me, but then he had just buckled himself in taking my hand in his and rode out the remainer of our trip keeping me calmed.

"Lets find our baggage, I have this need to go and find something to eat, take a shower and relax for a bit. How about you, dinner sound good, of course its my treat tonight.”

Even now Bill had a hold of my hand, not that I minded, his warmth next to me was very reassuring. This trip was going to be more then interesting, it was going to be exciting. With each door that he opened and held for me to the point of just taking over our departure, I felt cared for.

Hailing our cab, before long we were both settled into the back seat watching the sights of Denver pass us by. We both seemed to have fun trying to out do each other by pointing out sights that we knew of. Of course led to me losing that one since I really didn’t know much about Denver or its sights other then what I had read about or seen on my previous trip here, which wasn’t much. But Bill seemed to know quiet a lot which was impressive, and I learned a great deal more then what I would have had I been on my own.

When we finally reached the hotel it didn’t take us long to check in finding out that our rooms were just a few rooms from each others. The clerk was even nice enough to offer us closer rooms if we liked. Causing us both to laugh enjoying the private joke together. Hence we took the rooms, giving us almost adjoining rooms.

Reaching the rooms, I turn to Bill saying, “So how about it. We get cleaned up and go out for dinner? Around say 8pm think you can be ready by that time?” Grinning at him this look like I didn’t think he could be ready in two hours.
 
We stood outside my door, as Kit spoke to me.

“So how about it. We get cleaned up and go out for dinner? Around say 8pm think you can be ready by that time?”

Little did she know what I was feeling, or how much I was being tempted at that moment. Here we were, alone, after God knows how many years, and outside an empty hotel room, to which I had the key.

What I really wanted to do, was to take her in my arms, and kiss her deeply, before we both fell into my room. Locking the door behind, and making wild frantic love, ripping each others clothes off.

But of course, I did not, instead replying and smiling at her.

"Only two hours eh, hmmm, that might be difficult, but I will try."

I grinned at her, and then spoke a litle more seriously.

"Of course I will be ready, and waiting outside your door at one minute to eight. I would not miss this for anything Kit, you have no idea how delighted I am, truly you havent."

I wanted to kiss her so badly, but still I held my ground. Instead opening my door, and then patting her cute ass, before I slipped inside. Muttering to myself in fun, so that she could here.

"Two hours? Who does she think I am, Superman?"

I saw her grinning back at me, as the door finally closed.
 
Laughing delightedly I step inside my room closing the door softly behind me. Realizing I only had two hours to figure out what to wear on our date. Wait was it a date or just two old friends going out to dinner and nothing more, I couldn't help wondering as I move further into the room.

Moving further into the room I set my over night bag on the end of the bed thinking to put things away later, then deside that since I had to rumage my clothing I had brought, automatically I put things away. Thinking about Bill, curious as to why no one had come along aready and swept him up. Not that it was a bad thing as far as I was concerned, that just meant he was free and there would be no tangles if we got together even for just a night.

Desiding that nothing I had would work for what I wanted it to do, grabbing my bag and key, quickly slipping out the room and down the hallway. Giggling lightly feeling as if I were a teenage girl slipping out of her parents house hoping not to get caught.

Making my way to the shops just outside of the hotel, it didn't take long before my pocketbook was a lot more empty then what it had been before. Finding the cutest outfit, between the shop girl telling me how nice I looked and the male customers glances the sale was made. Happy with my selection, paying the girl and thanking her for her help with a nice bonus in her hand. I head back to the hotel room knowing I had very little time left to get ready for tonight.

Slipping quietly back into my room, stripping even before I make it to the bathroom. A quick shower, and a few minutes later, standing before the mirror in the bathroom taking a last look at myself. I loved how the light carmel colored silk blouse felt against my skin gave me such a feel, almost sinful. Opting to wear my hair down and loose to flow gently down my back. It was the slightly darker colored skirt that topped off the outfit, riding a bit higher then I normally would have worn my skirts. It covered everything but showed off my legs perfectly, giving the illusion that I had extremely long legs.

A small touch of makeup and a last inspection, before heading back into the room slipping my feet into a strappy pair of sandals. Comfortable, stylish and sexy all wrapped up into one, I thought to myself with a smile. Now I just hoped Bill liked the effect, maybe I had gone a bit over board, we hadn't talked about where we would go.

Looking to the clock estimating if I would have time to change before Bill showed up, gasping as I realize just how much time I have taken to get ready just as I hear a light knock upon the door.

"Be right there," I yell out desiding that it was diffently to late to change and I would just have to go as I am, opening the door slowly to smile up at Bill.
 
I like to be ready for the unexpected when I travel, and always have extra clothing, should I need to go somewhere.
I laid out my navy slacks, and sky blue shirt on the bed, along with some silk boxers, also in blue, after stripping naked, ready for my shower.

Leaning back against the wall, with my eyes closed, I let the water pepper me, as my mind wandered. I could not believe how lucky I had been today, meeting Kit again, after all this time, and now I was getting ready to take her to dinner.
My hand had automatically moved to my growing cock, stroking it lightly, as it hardened. I was dreaming, hoping, wondering, would I actually be lucky enough tonight?

Then I stopped myself, telling myself that this was silly, we were just two old friends, having a meal together. I dried off, and sat naked, watching some mindless blurb on the TV, as I waited for the clock to move around. God it was going so slow.

Eventually, I dressed, and at the appointed time, knocked on Kit`s door. When she opened it, I admit, I did a double take, she looked gorgeous.

"Wow Kit, you look fabulous, stunning, you will certainly turn a few heads tonight, not that I mind that though, for it is my arm that you will be on."[i/]

I smiled before continuing.

"I had a word with the desk clerk, he recommended a new Italian place two blocks away. Do you like Italian food Kit? I hope so."
 
Bill looked nice, good enough to eat in fact, but before I could tell him so he was saying how I would turn heads, but it would be ok since I was on his arm. Making me blush a bright red with pleasure. As far as I could remember no one had ever said anything like that about me and it made me feel actually pretty, as well as thanking my lucky stars for this trip and bumping into Bill.

Slipping my arm through his, reaching up placing a gentle kiss upon his cheek. “Thank you that was very sweet to say, and in answer to your question about Italian food, I am hungry and it sounds blissful. Shall we go?” Yeah, I was hungry but food wasn’t the only thing I had on my mind.

We decided to walk the short distance to the restaurant, me with my arm firmly placed within Bill’s. Which he squeezed lightly each time we caught some guy looking at me, causing me to blush once more. Bringing an answering smile from Bill each time, as his eyes seemed to strip my clothing slowly.

I could feel my heart beat race with each of his looks, my breath catching at the promise of exquisite pleasure I could read within them. My own eyes I was sure said basically the same thing to him, I wanted to slowly remove his clothing, kissing my way along his body teasing with feathering touches of my body against his. Never could I remember having this kind of a response to a guy before, sure there had been those guys who I enjoyed their touch or caresses but nothing like this. Each time I looked at Bill things tightened within my body, and I became wet and hot, needy almost to the point of forgoing dinner and going straight to the bedroom.

Bill ordered for us both, after asking my permission, which was nice since all I actually knew was pasta stuff, like Spaghetti, and Chicken Alfredo. I could say that I enjoyed the Italian food but to be honest, I could only think of American Italian not true Italian. When the waitress brought our meal to us, the aroma of the food caught my attention. And I forgot how badly I wanted to feast on Bill for a little while. Our conversation was quiet and light while we ate, and drank the wine they brought to us, with Bill’s order.

“This is nice, thank you. What shall we do after dinner?” I ask, knowing it is a leading question but unable to stop myself from asking it all the same. Part of me wanted him to take me back to the motel and ravish me, even as I thought this my body started warming. But at the same time part of me wanted the evening to continue, I wanted to jump him, oh yes more then I was willing to admit even to myself. But at the same time, I wanted to take time, to enjoy the time I had with him.
 
"The food in the restaurant was really delicious, but nowhere near as delicious as Kit looked," I thought to myself.
I started to wonder what else we could do, and if we would make out later. I certainly hoped so, but did not want to seem to eager to her, then she broke my train of thought, saying to me.

“This is nice, thank you. What shall we do after dinner?”

I smiled at her, touching her hand across the table.

"Well, we could go for a walk, or maybe even find somewhere intimate to have a frink and dance a little. I will see if the waiter knows of anywhere close by if you like."

Kit smiled, nodding to me, and seeming quite happy that my hand still rested upon hers. I turned, beckoning the waiter over.

"Excuse me young man, but is there somewhere close by, where we can go for a quiet drink and a dance?"

"There certainly is Sir, right next door, it is owned by the reataurant, and we even have a connecting door. Just let me know when you are ready to leave."


I squeezed Kit`s hand again, looking into her eyes,

"That sounds perfect to me Kit, what do you think?"
 
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