Milehigh Madness ((open))

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--Samantha Ellis--

Sam tapped her watch and sighed as she sat in the airport. Her plane had been scheduled to leave at 7:20pm, it was now 8:45. She rolled her eyes as the intercom apologized once again for the flights delay, and placed her reading glasses on the tip of her slender nose, opening up her maxim magazine, and flipping through the pages idly. She wasn't looking forward to this flight, nor the pile of business meetings and assignments she was sent to handle as soon as they landed in New York.

She started to nod off, just as soon as the intercom buzzed. "Flight 13, rows 25-38 please approach the loading desk at dock 22b with your passports and flight tickets ready" Her eyes flickered open and she shook her head from the daze. Rising from her seat, she smoothed out her grey tweed pencil skirt, and adjusted her white button-up, which curved around her full breasts, and showed the bright red lacy fabric of her brazier."Flight 13, rows 15-24 please approach the loading desk at dock 22b with your passports and flight tickets ready" She ruffled through her black shoulder bag, searching for her ticket, which was stuffed into her passport. "Flight 13, rows 1-14 Business class, please approach the loading desk at dock 22b with your passports and flight tickets ready" She started searching more frantically, shoving things around in her bag. Darn it darn it darn it, where is that gosh darn thing. She thought to herself, gulping down the sudden tightness of stress and regret in her throat. "Last call, Flight 13, Any seats now, please approach the loading desk at dock 22b with your passports and flight tickets ready" Her eyes started to well up as she threw the contents of her purse across the airport floor and searched through them hastily.

"Um... excuse me ma'am... did you happen to drop you passport?"
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((ooc;; anyone is free to join... need one male at least and anyone else... naughty flight attendants, fellow flyers. I'm excited to see where it goes :) ))
 
Malcolm

Malcolm was heading for the flight that was just called when he saw the lady drop her passport. He picked it up and went after her. "Excuse me ma'am, but did you drop your passport by accident?" He handed it to her, and then ushered her to the gate so that they wouldn't be late. "We're coming for the flight, had a bit of a problem with the ticket sorry." He called out to the flight personel that were getting ready to close up for the flight, and they just made it.
 
Sam

She jerks her head around, and her gaze rests on the handsome young man. A relaxing chuckle erupts from her throat as her glittering turquoise eyes slip down to the black book clasped in the mans hand. "My goodness, thank you so much. I would have missed my flight, and lost my job." Her sweet soft voice spilt out nervously as she shoved her purses contents back in their home and stumbles to her feet, allowing the stranger to urge her towards the loading dock. After they passed through the desk she strode next to him down the hallway, her heels clicking prominently as she hurried towards the plane. "Sam. Samantha Ellis" She said to him, flashing him a huge white smile, her plump ruby lips spreading across her face. "Thanks for saving my butt back there Mister... uhm... ?
 
Malcolm

"Malcolm MacDonald, nice to meet you Samantha. May I call you Sam? You can Call me Mac if you like. It wasn't a problem, it looked like you were having some problems with it, and I saw it when it fell, your lucky that I was the one who found it, it could have been bad for you. Don't worry, I'm a honest man, and would have found a way to get it to you if I hadn't caught up with you. Looks like we're sitting next to each other on the plane, maybe we can talk some, I don't like these long flights without being able to talk with someone." He smiled a bright smile at her.
 
She gazed at him intently as he spoke, his deep rumbling tone soft on the ears, she inhaled his musky cologne and felt a slight waver in her knees. She found herself imagining being nuzzled up in his arms, smelling and tasting this stranger standing next to her, and a sudden rush prickled beneath her lacy panties. She shook off this promiscuous feeling as she stepped into the plane. "Well, Mac. Thank you once again. I owe you one." She gave him another flash of her pearly whites, and flicked an eyelesh deliberately. Handing her ticket to the stewardess, she glanced over her shoulder. "Looks like we're sitting next to each other on the plane, maybe we can talk some, I don't like these long flights without being able to talk with someone." "Well, well. How do you like that. First class, too. You away on business?" She slipped into the business class cabin, and strutted towards her seat, her behind swayed gracefully with each step, fitted as it was into her tight tweed skirt. Approaching her seat, she reached up to the baggage compartment, glancing down at him as she slid her handbag inside.
 
Mac

Mac smiled as he looked up at her while she was putting away her bag, --I wonder if she knows I can see right up her skirt, when she does that.-- He thought to himself, but just smiled. "Would you like the inside or the outside seat?"
 
"Well, I prefer the window seat... that is, as long as you don't mind..." She turned around and caught a glimps of his handsome smile, and the shiver fell through her again. She waited for his approval before slipping into the luxurious leather seat. She crossed her smooth slender legs, and ran a hand across her thigh, her long manicured nails sparkling in the dim light. She reached up and flicked on the fan. "It's a little bit hot in here" She murmured, unbuttoning the top of her blouse. Her soft tanned skin glowed beneath the fabric, and curved into full luscious cleavage, sitting prominently in her red lacy bra. A waft of Malcolms masculine scent rushed through her senses and her eyes were drawn to the man beside her. She scanned him up and down, noting his large arms, and seemingly toned figure. Undressing him with her eyes, she bit her lip, a warm rush tingling between her thighs. Her eyes drifting to the window as she began fantasizing about handsome man, the rumbling vibrations of the engine starting seeming to add to her lustful state.
 
Malcolm

Mac knew that she was checking him out, for he was checking her out also. "So is there a Mr. Ellis at home?" He had hoped that she was a single lady, but had to be sure. He had been getting more and more aroused by this sexy woman next to him, and he hadn't had any in quite a while. "To answer your question from earlier, I'm on vacation with this trip."
 
A small chortle escaped her as she raised an eyebrow elegantly. "Oh dear no. Too much work. Not enough time to work on my personal life, unfortunately. Lucky you. I wish this was a vacation trip for me too." The seat belt light dinged on, and she fastened herself in, the vibrations of the engine becoming more and more pronounced. She was now imagining this man inside of her, and her panties dampened. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat as the plane began to lift off. "Here we go..." She announced, her eyes sparkling lavishly as she looked straight into his husky dark eyes, her hand wanting badly to wander down beneath her skirt.
 
((OOC;; uhmmm... unfortunately I'm going on a river rafting trip, so I won't be back 'till around noon sunday, pacific time. Looking forward to continuing then, though. :-D Have a good weekend. ))
 
Malcolm

Malcolm smiled and chuckled. "Having problems?" He asked in a low whisper. She could see that he was having a more obvious reaction to her.

OOC: Have fun, I actually live about 2-300 miles south of you.
 
A playful smirk danced across her face, and her cheeks turned a rosey pink. She glanced out the window momentarily to gather her thoughts and watched the ground dissapearing beneath the clouds. "If being horny is a problem..." She murmured in return as she turned back to him and bit her lip her eyes locked into his. As they reached maximum height, the seatbelt light turned off, and the stewards began to roll their carts down the isles. "A drink for either of you? Any beverage will be free of charge for our first class flyers" "hm... I suppose i'll enjoy a simple gin and tonic, if possible" She winked at Malcolm, as she reached over to grab the drink, her hand brushing along his thigh and lingering there before she sat back in her seat, sipping on the fizzing beverage.
 
Malcolm

"I'll just have a Vodka on the rocks please. Thank you." He took his drink, and then looked back at Samantha. "So what would you like to do while we're flying on this super long flight?" He was thinking that she would be interesting to join the Mile High Club with. His eyes kept going to those legs, and the look he got up the skirt and the problem he was beginning to have, especially when her hand rested on his leg.
 
She flickered her eyelashes, as her imagination filled with erotic thoughts of them grinding hips. She reached back to unlatch the clip that held her wavy blond hair tight, and let it down across her dainty shoulders and back. Turning her chin towards him, she licked her lips and checked him out once more "You..." She said in a hungry whisper as her hand traced the muscles on his arms, down across his thigh, her nails trailed up and down getting closer and closer to his package.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm smiled and ran a hand along her thigh up under her skirt. "Hmm, sounds like an idea. How do you want to do this, without the stewards catching us?" He stroked her under her skirt, smiling at how wet she already was. He slipped a couple of finger under the bottom of her thong, and slipped one into her soaking pussy, and rubbed her clit with the other.
 
She gasped as the longing to be touched soon vanished, as he stroked her wet, bare flesh. She lifted her hips and pushed his finger harder into her. Her left hand quickly made it's way to the bulge in his pants, and she rubbed him hard, stroking his stiffening member. "mm, however, wherever, just fuck me quick." She moaned out the words and her hunger for cock grew quickly. She pulled him towards her with her free hand, and planted her lips on his, her tongue making it's way deeply into his mouth.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm smiled and pulled her into his lap, unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out, he positioned her above him, and after pushing her thong to the side, let her slide down on his full length, covering what they were doing, by her skirt. "Hmm, feel that baby, I got it planted deep inside you." He kept kissing her deeply, letting the rocking and motion of the plane do all the work.
 
She moaned as she took all of him inside of her. The plane rocked them gently, and she bit her lip to stop from moaning with pleasure. Her hand drifted downwards to where they were joined, and she rubbed her fingers fast around her clit. "Oh Malcolm, oh god. mmm.. fuck me baby, oh fuck me good. Oh god, deeper harder. ooh.." The pleasure became irresistable, though she some how found herself able to pull away. She grabbed him forcefully by the neck and growled into his ear. "Bathroom. now." She couldn't stand the confinements of their seats. She wanted more of him. quickly. She adjust her self as she stood up in the aisle, her knees still weak as she strode towards the lavatories.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm quickly covered himself with a blanket and got up and followed her into the bathroom. Once inside, he closed and locked the door, and then pushed her up against the sink, lifting her skirt, and practically ripping off the thong before dropping the blanket, and kissing her hard, and entering her with one thrust fucking her good and like she had never been fucked before,
 
Sam pulled his hips into her, feeling his hard throbbing member enter her repetitively, harder and harder as she thrust her hips towards him. She moaned loudly as she grinded her clit against him, her hands digging into his back as the sensation soared. She pushed him back and flipped herself around, now leaning onto the counter, her back facing him. Fuck me you bastard, fuck me so hard. I'm a fucking slut, oh baby. Fuck me. Harder harder. Uhhhh yeah. My god, your cock, oh. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.." She pulled him towards her and took it from behind, her sweet cum oozing as she moaned louder and louder as his cock struck her g-spot over and over.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm was so fucking close, that he kept fucking her with so much force and thrust, that he wouldn't be surprised if she was bruised from the sink front when they were done. He started spanking her ass with each thrust, and after around five minutes, he buried himself deep into her pussy, and shot his hot seed deep into her. "Welcome to the mile high club Sam." He kissed the back of her neck as he pulled out of her.
 
Damien

Damien was tired. After working on a 12 hour non-stop flight from Australia, he was surprised by his boss at the airport, who shoved him onto this flight, mumbling something about someone's sick leave. As such, he was in quite a foul mood, which was only aggravated with the fact that the one working toilet had been in use for the past 20 minutes. After having to deal with one annoying flyer after another, his temper was rising, as was his need to relieve himself. "Damn people today have no courtesy at all," he muttered angrily, banging on the flimsy restroom door.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm heard the banging on the door, and looked at Samantha. "OOps, I think someone wants in." He then called out. "Be out in a minute."
 
Damien

Cursing angrily to himself, he started pounding on the door again. Minute my ass, he thought, increasing the tempo of his knocking. "Hurry up in there, we got a line forming out here!" he growled.
 
Malcolm

"Be out in a minute mate I said." He then looked at Sam and shrugged.

OOC: Got to wait for her to get back on and answer now, for I don't feel right in moving anothers character.
 
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