Snowbound at 2 AM

[CarlBeli]

"Get routed through Buffalo.", I mutter to myself as I look out the airport lounge window. "You'll get there faster, no waiting for a morning flight..."

It was a good plan, right up until the three feet of snow that fell tonight and closed every airport within a hundred miles. So, I'm stuck in this deserted little airport, in this deserted little lounge...and I'm bored as hell.

I'm just about to try to sleep, for the ninth time, when the door opens, and I get a companion in my little exile. "Looks like we're the only people left in the building, huh?"

 

[RavenCat]

"It does." I reply. "And I don't think we're going anywhere anytime soon. Mind if I join you?"

 

[CarlBeli]

I shake my head and shove my coat off the seat next to me. "Believe me, I could use the company...", I say a bit bitterly.

Once you take your seat, I pull over my duffle bag. "Machine's busted, but if you want anything to eat or drink, just say so. This was supposed to be enough for two people..." Suddenly, I mutter under my breath, and say, "Never mind, you don't need to hear my personal crap. What brings you to Snow-Town here?"

 

[RavenCat]

I take the stool next to you, pausing for a moment to drop my bag on the floor and remove my coat.

"I was at a meeting earlier today and thought that I could make it out before the storm hit. What about you?"

 

[CarlBeli]

"I'm actually going back home, after seeing my girlfriend in New Hampshire.", I say, a bit bitterly. "Or ex-girlfriend now, I should say...he's the captain of their football team."

I look at you and make a face at myself. "Have you ever felt like you're ready to give up on the human race?"

 

[RavenCat]

"I know what you mean," I reply.

"Why don't you tell me what happened?"

 

[CarlBeli]

I shrug. "It's not the most exciting story. She called me at school, told me she had something very important she had to tell me in person...hell, we'd dated for three years in high school and gotten through the first year at college alright, I assumed nothing could stop us."

I wave my hand, as if trying to wave off the memory. "So I step off the plane, and she's standing there with this guy named Vince. Six foot six, 300 pounds, built like a tank...so, I spent that weekend in my hotel room, finding bars that don't card unless you really ask for it."

Leaning back against the seat, I rub my eyes. "So, there's my violin story..."

 

[RavenCat]

"I remember those good ol' college days. I was once dumped in the middle of the student union. Not a fun thing. I'm sorry you've had a crappy few days."

I look around the lounge. "Have you seen anyone that could sell us a drink?"

 

[CarlBeli]

"Yeah, there's a bar in the Northwest Lounge." Smiling just a little, glad of the company, we head over to the Northwest Bar, and after a few minutes, I'm nursing my drink and you're nursing yours as we sit together in a quiet, dark corner.

"Speaking of milestones...this is my first quiet drink in a bar. How nice for me," I say, smiling a bit sardonically.

 

[RavenCat]

"So how old are you? I assumed that you were nearing graduation. You certainly look old enough."

 

[CarlBeli]

"Never had much of a social life," I admit. "She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named," referring to my girlfriend, "was hundreds of miles away, and even when we were together, she was never the "quiet drink" type."

I look around the dark, near-deserted room. "I have to admit, I like it. Nice decor, nice drinks, nice company and everything." Oh, hell, I'm probably being forward, but at this point, I'm just glad to have a human being to be forward with.

 

[CarlBeli]

"Oh, and I'm 20. Graduating next year."

 

[RavenCat]

Such an earnest type I think. I wonder if he's ever been with anyone except his ex? Only 20 years old. It might be fun to corrupt him a little.

I take a long gulp of my drink at the thought. I've never been with a man this much younger - young man, I guess.

"Any word on how long it will be before we can get out of here?"

 

[CarlBeli]

"My new flight doesn't leave until 10 in the morning, but if it's canceled too, I'll just take the bus to Albany and fly out from there."

I finish my drink and start on another, still looking at you. "How about you, doing anything?"

 

[RavenCat]

"Just wondering when I will be able to get back home. I had hoped to make it to a concert tomorrow, but it doesn't look as if that is going to happen.

I'm hoping I can find a place to curl up and sleep later on tonight. Any ideas? Although I really like this bar, there are other people here and I'm not sure I would be comfortable enough to sleep. Was there any information about getting to a hotel tonight or are we stuck? I couldn't find anyone that knew anything."

I lean forward and place my hand on yours.

 

[CarlBeli]

My breath catches in my throat, for just an instant, as I turn my hand to take yours. "The airport has a hotel, but it's a little out of my price range." I name a figure that suggests that the hotel people are gouging the hell out of the strandees. "I suppose we could...pay together. If you want."

 

[RavenCat]

I look down at your hand, then give it a short squeeze. "Let's walk over and see if there are any rooms left, then we'll decide what to do."

We gather our bags and leave the bar, walking slowly along the deserted hallways. I'm feeling a little nervous since I've never picked up a 20 year old, at least not since my college days! I watch you as we walk along, trying to see if you are nervous, excited, just what is going on in your mind.

We enter the hotel and walk to the front desk. "Are there any rooms available?" I ask the desk clerk. She replies that there are only a couple of suites left, and names a price much higher than the one you had mentioned earlier. I look over to note your reaction. You look a stricken at the price and I realize you're probably like I was in college, working to make ends meet.

"That's fine, we'll take it," I tell the clerk. I pull out my credit card and give it to her. Turning to you I say "My treat. I'm sure you'll be able to return the favor a little later." We finish checking in and make our way over to the elevators.

 

[CarlBeli]

"oh, thank you..." I'm actually both nervous and excited, and a lot of other emotions, the package one would expect as we carry our bags to the elevator.

I can't seem to stop looking at you, and while I'm obviously checking you out, it's not as offensive as that look usually is...it's more like I'm seeing you for the first time.

We hurry as best we can without seeming to hurry. I glance at the few people we pass in the hallway, and wonder if they know what we're about to do.

When we finally arrive in our suite, I realize that this is the honeymoon suite, with everything from the heart-shaped bathtub to the gigantic, slightly tacky pink bed. Our bags go in the closet, and the next thing I know, we're in the main room.

I look at you, you look at me, and a bit nervously on my part, we move together, our lips brushing at first, then parting into a hot French kiss, my hands exploring your body through your clothes.

 

[RavenCat]

I suck lightly on your tongue, then pull back, taking your hands. "Honey, we've got all night and I would guess from the amount of snow coming down, all day tomorrow. Let's slow down and savor this."

I lead you the couch and push you down, then cross to the mini-bar and look inside.

"I can't believe this room, a honeymoon suite at an airport hotel. Pretty strange. And that tub! We're going to have to try it out just so I can say I have. What could I get you to drink? The best choices seem to be a bottle of merlot or some cognac."

 

[CarlBeli]

"I've never had any kind of liquor that wasn't beer," I admit. "But the cognac sounds good." You bring our drinks over and we clink the glasses together. "To...bad weather.", I say with a smile you return as we drink.

"Yeah, I've heard stories about honeymoon suites, but I've never stayed in them.", I say as I take another drink. "I wonder if this is one of those places where you can fill the tub with champagne."

 

[RavenCat]

"I wouldn't want to waste a few good bottles of champagne bathing in it, but I do have a few other good ideas for what to do with it!"

I sit down at the other end of the couch and stretch my legs out toward you. "What a day!" I exclaim, "I spent the whole day running around to meetings and then hours at the airport trying to find a way out." I kick off my shoes and begin to unbutton my suit jacket. I wiggle my toes in relief, "Some days I really hate heels. How are you at foot rubs?" I finish unbuttoning my jacket and reveal a blue lace camisole.

"Why don't you take your coat off?"

 

[RavenCat]

OCC: drop me an e-mail please

 

[CarlBeli]

I take my thick black coat off, showing my white polo shirt. "You-know-who used to like them, and she was always ever-so-particular."

"Sounds good to me." You swing your legs up and rest your feet on my lap, and you close her eyes and take in the sensations. I start to rub the sides softly at first trying not to tickle you.
“Mmmmmm..."
I massage the balls of your feet while keeping pressure on the top as well.

 

[RavenCat]

"Mmmmm" my toes curl at the sensation. "Nothing like a good foot rub." I laugh, "Well, almost nothing." I open my eyes and I smile up at you. I slide down a little further on the couch and my skirt creeps up.

"Did you ever do this for the ex?"

 

[CarlBeli]

"Once or twice," I do a good job of looking at your face rather than at the very nice few inches of leg just revealed...well, after the first minute, anyway. "Mostly, we'd just jump on each other and get our rocks off.", I say with a faint undertone of bitterness. "I guess that's...well, never mind."

I smile back at you. "Would you call me cliched if I said you have a very pretty smile?"