The Long Layover (Seeking Partner)

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The Long Layover (Closed for princesssexci)

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Set-up
Sometimes fate conspires to bring people back into orbit of one another. That is the story here. We knew each other years ago in our early 20s. I had a huge crush, we flirted constantly, even had a date once though that ended in only a kiss. The chemistry was there but the timing was not.

Eventually, we moved on to different places both emotionally and physically when I moved to a different state. We tried to stay in touch but even that faded as things tend to do.

So here sitting in the airlines elite lounge at LAX we are mutually surprised to see each other. Turns out we are on the same flight to DFW and looks like a lengthy lay over before we will part ways. For the next few hours this afternoon though we are going to have time to catch up.

Me
Late 30s, married, and average appearance in a lot of ways, short brown hair and glasses. The stand out feature is bright blue eyes. Name is Steven.

I am leaving LA after a business trip. Dressed to impress for the client in a dark grey 3-piece suit, deep blue shirt, silver cuff links, and a yellow tie.

You
Mid-30s, married, short, with red hair and a very large bust. A vuloptous physique. Still a tremendous flirt. Name is Shannon.

You live in LA and are headed out of town for work. Coming from the office be dressed appropriately.

Looking For
This is another fantasy of mine based out of real life. I am hopimg to develop this story in detail and looking for a writer who is into story development and longer posts. Not a wham-bam story.

Would prefer the story be done in the first person.

Sexual interests in this story are cheating, semi-public/exhibitionist.

Daily posts would be ideal but at least 3-4 times a week. If you will be gone life happens and I get it just please be willing to let me know.

Opening Scene
Settling into the oversized chair I just breath deep and close my eyes. It has been a whirlwind 2 days with the client but everything has worked out. The deal is done and a fat bonus check is headed my way.

Shifting slightly in my chair with my head hanging back something in the background noise sparks a long dormant memory. A rolling alto laugh from years ago in New Mexico. A set of green eyes full of mischief set in a freckled face.

The thought stirs a smile to my lips thinking about Shannon for probably the first time in a decade. What might have been.

That noise dances across my awareness again amd my eyes snap open. That can't be. There is no way it could be. Looking around the crowded lounge I scan for what can't be. Once, twice around the room and nothing.

Standing up for one last look I see you in a corner on the phone. Hair red as ever like a beacon. You are lost in conversation on your ohone oblivious to the act of fate shaping up across the room.

Holy shit, it is her. The thought sounds half shocked and half... something else in my head.

Walking across the lounge I try to figure out what to say. A few paces away you seem to become aware someone in the crowd is moving not just around you but toward you. Looking up from your seated position our eyes meet as you close out your call, "Love you too."

Banking on all of that flirting and tension of the past I decide to risk a bold hello, "I would have settled for a hello Shannon but I guess I can take an I love you after this long. How have you been?"
 
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I pursed my lips as I stepped into the airport towards god, I was so distracted by my phone call I couldn't even recall where I was headed to. On the other line was my husband complaining about how I was going on yet another business trip. I felt really bad because my job had been scheduling a lot of business trips for me.

"When do you think you'll be home?" My husband, Tim asked as I found a seat in the lounge and swept my red hair behind my shoulder. As we talked, I was debating on whether I should go grab a Starbucks coffee or wait until after my flight.

Coffee did sound good, though. I realized that Tim was waiting for my answer.

"It depends on how fast I can get this business settled. " I said, "Listen I think I'm gonna go grab a quick cup of coffee before my flight. They should be boarding us in 20 minutes and I don't want to lose my chance for some caffiene. I'll call you as soon as I land."

The man sitting next to me looked extremely familiar, almost like one of my ex-boyfriends. But that was "Alright, I love you Shannon."

"Love you too.."

"I would have settled for a hello Shannon but I guess I can take an I love you after this long. How have you been?"

As I hung up I looked over at the man, taking a longer look at him and my eyes widened.

"Oh my god, you're--you're...." I couldn't think of his name because I'd had a lot of boyfriends before I met my husband, some might have even called me a huuuge flirt. "It's so great to see you again. Wow, it's been how long?"
 
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"It's been about 11 years." I let the statement hang for just a second as I see you wracking your brain for my name. The discomfort is amusing because I can clearly see you kind of remember me but don't want to let on that my name has escaped you memory.

"It's Steven. We hung out a lot in New Mexico when you were in law school. I heard your voice from across the lounge and knew I had to come over and say hello. So is it safe to assume that since you didn't remember my name that 'I love you' was indeed not for me? My heart breaks."

Looking over you I am impressed by just how fantastic you look after a decade. Still beautiful and even knowing it is obvious my eyes linger on your still very impressive chest.
 
11 years, you said. That certainly did narrow down the amount of men I had at the time by ...a lot. However, the name still escaped me. I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out except for a polite smile that probably screamed that I couldn't remember your name which only made me feel extremely bad.

"Oh! Steve, right. of course." I smiled again. "Yeah, no I mean-- it was my husband on the phone." I give you a once over though quietly thinking how handsome you are but if I recalled you were handsome ten years ago too, age definitely did nothing to hinder that. As my eyes reach your face again I notice you staring openly at my 42d breasts and bite back a laugh.

"I'm actually going to grab some coffee, wouold you like to join or is your flight leaving soon?"
 
Checking my watch I smile knowing I have the time.

"Coffee sounds great actually. I have around 20 minutes until my flight starts to board. Not every day I get to see such an old... and good friend for a chance to catch up."

Standing aside and stretching out my arm to indicate you should lead the way. As you head for a coffee shop I take a moment to admire you from behind before falling in beside you.

"So husband huh? Anyone I know from New Mexico? For that matter, are you still there?"
 
I smile at you as get up and we walk to the long line of Starbucks. You are a couple of steps behind me making me realize that you are more than likely staring at my ass so I purposely sway them from side to side but try to make it as natural as possible so that it doesn't seem like I'm putting that much effort into anything.

Plus I always did love the attention.

"So husband huh? Anyone I know from New Mexico? For that matter, are you still there?"

"Hm? Oh no. We met about five years ago at a work function. What about you? Are you involved with anyone?"

We finally made it to the line and I glance at my watch. It only took us about 5 minutes to walk to the Airport Starbucks. I stare at the menu near the sign of the coffee place trying to decide what to choose.
 
Walking a step behind as we try and pass through the crowded terminal my eyes are naturally drawn to your ass. It is just as round and bouncy as I remember. Your skirt hugging your hips and then it becomes clear that you are swaying a little more than needed I fall back another half step to enjoy the view.

Once in line and taking a position just behind and to your right I am closer than needed, even in the crowd. Under many circumstances it could even be considered alternatively intimate, presumptions, or possessive. The smell of her perfume filled his nostrils and it stirred a very long lost memory of a date from over a decade ago.

"Are you involved with anyone?""

"Married for about 8 years now." I touched my ring with my left thumb even as I looked down over her shoulder and enjoyed the hint of cleavage at the top of her blouse.
 
"Wow, married for 8 years? Thats a long time. You guys must be really happy together." I said with a tiny smile as the line moved up a bit. Even as the line moves I notice that you seem to stick really close to me. I can feel your crotch brushing against my ass and I have to fight every urge to keep this as casual and not as intimate as it could get if I'm not careful.

I always had a huge weakness for you and I know this.

I turn after 'adjusting' my top so that my cleavage is a bit more visible for you and while slightly looking at your ring on your thumb finger and smirk. "On your thumb though, that's an interesting place to wear your wedding ring."

I clear my throat, "So where are you headed and I take it by how you're dressing its all for business?"
 
"Wow, married for 8 years? Thats a long time. You guys must be really happy together."

"Happy as any couple I guess. Normal ups and downs." Though not as much up and down as I would like, the thougj flutters through my brain.

The way you adjust your top draws my eye deeper into your cleavage. It must have been unintentional but I am not going to give up the opportunity to enjoy the better view. I am so focused that I miss your first question and try to cover by answering the first.

"Connecting at DFW on my way home actually. Coming off of a successful client meeting out here. Did not have time to change so here I am in my monkey suit."

The line inches forward but the person behind seems to misjudge how little it has moved. They bump into me which send me into you. Chest to back and crotch to butt. One hand landing on your waist to steady me. The touch points are like fire.
 
I bite my lip at your answer in regards to your marriage being the typical one with its own problems and lack there of. Though I can hear the hint of a sexual innuendo

“That’s Fine we used to have a lot of ups and downs if I remember correctly, every. single. night.

I smirk as your eyes continued to be drawn to the neck line of my top even though I know it’s my own doing.

“Home, huh?”

I suddenly feel you bump into me and glance behind us. It’s unintentional sure but that doesn’t stop the shiver going down my spine as you grab my waist to steady yourself.

“What a coincidence, I actually have a meeting in DFW. What are the odds?” I laugh as once again the line moves.
 
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