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Jenna Waters

It was just the beginning of a long weekend business trip in Miami and already Jenna was tired. Still a bit upset she had not been upgraded for the flight Jenna awaited her seat to be called.

"Frickin middle seats." she mumbled to herself as she lugged her carryon down the aisle, that was when she first saw the man seated on the aisle.

"That's mine ... the middle one." As she looked around she noticed there was no room in the overhead. As she stirred around the attendant told her she must check her bag.

"Fine .. just don't lose it this time." She barked.
 
Standing up to let her by, Paul could not help but notice this woman. Amazing curves, well dressed, and angry hot. What a combination! Letting her pass and helping her with her bag, Paul leaned in and sat next to her. "Long day?"
Clicking his seat belt he noticed her high end suit and very tasteful jewelry, wedding ring included.
 
His smile was soft and pleasant. It was hard to miss how attractive he was. Attractive and young, which only made her feel older.

"Thank you .. yes it has been long, I got bumped from my earlier flight in first class .. well and now I am hear. I am sorry for being such a ... a well you know."

She took her assigned seat, even as the plane was filled and departed the seat along the window was open.

"I will move over ... once the seat belt light goes out." She said as she played with her wedding rig.

Jenna had been married 13 years, all happy. Well happy and boring. She had tried to settle down. That is why she married. That and she thought he was perfect. He was in most ways. Though lately she wondered. Jenna had never been able to have children, it was her fault, or so she had always thought.

"hey when the attendant comes would you like a cocktail." as the words left her lips, she wondered if Paul was even 21.
 
"Yes please!!" Paul chirped grinning! He wasn't going to tell her but he enjoyed her interest and he had his fake ID with him. Just passing nineteen he was flying to Miami to meet some of his college friends for a wedding. Wearing his best suit, he might pass for a young business exec. except that he was in coach.
She was a dramatically pretty woman, older, seductive, well rounded, highly sexual. "Stay calm Paul!" he ordered himself. Life in the dorms had been a struggle, constantly highly sexually charged at his age, the opportunities for relief existed when he was alone in the shower, or in his car. He made use of all opportunities, daily, more than once...
Shifting in his seat to keep his growing erection from making itself obvious, Paul looked at Jenna's delicately sculpted neck and feminine curves.
"So, why are you headed to Miami?" He asked. Inside Paul wanted to know how married she was...If he was married to Jenna he would wear her out! Morning, noon, and night, twice at night! Was that his 19 year old libido talking? Was there more to her than her radiant looks and smoldering sexuality?
 
Finally the flight attendant arrived.

"Vodka and rocks for me ... and rum and cock for him." Jenna said handing the attendant her buisiness credit card.

"Miami? Oh yes ... Miami ... like I said it has been a terrible week, this is my forth city this week. I have a seminar to attend ... well I am speaking on behalf of my company ... well my husbands and mine .. I guess .... that is who we are really married to ... the company."

She noticed his looks even as he tried to hide his looks. It would have been easy to tell him to stop ... yet she enjoyed the looks of the younger man.

"A wedding ... I hope it is not yours ... besides your too young ... you need to live a bit before tying yourself down. But I bet you do ... live a bit." Jenna teased as the drinks arrived.
 
"My name is Paul." Paul said as the drinks arrived. Taking them from the flight attendant he handed hers to Jenna and noticed her amazingly sexy tanned hands, with manicured nails and of course the wedding and engagement rings. Her fingers were warm. Did they linger a bit on his hand? His dick thumped again in his pants and he took a deep breath.
"What's your name? But first, a toast...To relaxing in Miami!" Paul said as they dully thudded plastic cups.
Paul was enjoying her legs, slipping out of the bottom of her fitted skirt, her heels, her hair, her neck, her tasteful makeup, her sensuality. Downing half his drink in an effort to calm down he watched her sip and wondered what she was like, when she let her guard down.
 
"Paul ... it is a pleasure to sit next to someone so charming and young. I am Jenna." Her voice in a naturally flirtacious mode as always. She finishes extending her hand to shake his as she did she admired him a bit. "To a safe and smooth flight ... I hope."

She sipped her glass as he watched her. For a moment she thought back to a time when she was young and had more moments like this.

"I do hope I get a chance to relax in Miami ... I have had that in some time." She paused herself as she was not used to opening up. In business though attractive most coworkers had disdain for her drive. "Between work and ... " she paused before talking of her husband. "Well I work way too much now. Let me tell you Paul ... enjoy things while you are young and can ... before life fills well your life ... you wil understand some day."

"I am sorry .... I did not mean to talk so much." Jenna said, tilting her head back and finishing the first vodka of the flight. One was typically her limit, yet as the attendent walked by she asked for another.
 
"So what is your speech on?" Paul asked enthusiastically. "Can I help you prepare? You know, practice? We practice a lot in the dorms, for speaking in class."
Paul was trying to sound older and thought he was until he brought up his life in a college dormitory....
"Listen, I know you are married, but I don't mind saying that I could listen to anything you said for hours..." Thankfully this flight was a longer one.
"You are attractive, well dressed, confident, whatever deal you're after, they will sign, I know it!" Paul said again, enthusiastically.
I actually don't meet the other groomsmen until tomorrow afternoon, have you ever been to Miami? Are there any good night spots?"
Paul enjoyed her company, she was pleasant and very sharp. His libido had subsided for the moment, allowing him to think clearly. "What husband wouldn't want to travel with this woman ALL the time?"
 
Paul's compliments warmed Jenna, it had been so long since she had felt like this.

"Oh my speech its a bit of a bore ... more of a tech talk. Manufacturing type Engineering type ... I mean I have given similar talks quite often, from board rooms to conferences." Jenna finished downplaying her accomplishments.

"Miami I have been here several times .. I think I lost count. I hear alot about the clubs though well I guess I have never been ... just not my thing ... well most of my travel is done solo." Jenna had let her guard down in talking to Paul. "My hotel is on the beech a few blocks from the clubs. Heck I will be lucky to get in some beech time."

She had warmed to his complimentary flirting. "Well thank you for the kind words Paul. I am sure a good fit young man like yourself will have no problem finding a willing girl in Miami." Her hand touched his firm bicep.

Jenna looked at her watch seeing the flight was already about half over. "So what are your plans for this evening Paul?"
 
"I don't have any yet." Paul said. This woman was really exciting. Fit, older, accomplished, smart, but married...
"I thought I would get a cab to the hotel the wedding is in and then see how I feel. I worked out a lot this week and maybe I'll just rest."
Paul got so wound up by Jenna's touch and her remark about his ability to attract women that his head spun. He hoped she didn't ask to get up, his erection would completely be obvious if he had to stand up. As it was the tray table was blocking any view she might have of his increasing attraction to her.
He had time to sit next to Jenna and was increasingly interested in her highly detailed clothing. The suit was fitted, her expensive shirt was bright and hid her amazing curves. It was the hint of a sculpted bra that he couldn't stop looking at. It had the suggestion of a well made, very expensive, high quality, custom bra, the kind he only saw in catalogues, not on any college girls.

"So, serious traveler, Paul flirted, How do you usually unwind after a long trip?"
 
After a long trip ... I try to relax when I get home. As for the traveling I have learned to allow some free time. Like tonight ... maybe a restaurrant, yet likiely room service. If I am feeling up to it ... maybe a moonlit walk on the beach and watch the waves come in. After that probalby go to sleep then wake up for a run in the morning, wash up, room service breakfast and then off to my conference. After conference chatting and then back to my room for the evening, maybe sit on the balcony and sip some wine. Finally an earlly flight the next morning. It is not nearly as exciting as it sounds .... "

"So where are you staying tonight ... where is the wedding at." Jenna asked.
 
"The wedding is at the Marriott BeachCove. Some really nice views of the surf, they said on the website."
Paul enjoyed talking with this really solidly sexy, and very capable woman. "Too bad we're not in the same hotel." Paul said assuming she was staying somewhere else. "You could be my date to the wedding!"
Fuck! Paul thought, she's married, damage control. "I, I mean, as friends, or, or if you weren't married."
Damn, the rum must have hit him harder than he expected. He couldn't control his mouth!
Paul put his head down and thought maybe if he stopped talking he could limit the embarrassment he had already caused himself and Jenna. She was so striking, he wanted to say more. He bit his lip.
 
"The wedding is at the Marriott BeachCove. Some really nice views of the surf, they said on the website."
Paul enjoyed talking with this really solidly sexy, and very capable woman. "Too bad we're not in the same hotel." Paul said assuming she was staying somewhere else. "You could be my date to the wedding!"
Fuck! Paul thought, she's married, damage control. "I, I mean, as friends, or, or if you weren't married."
Damn, the rum must have hit him harder than he expected. He couldn't control his mouth!
Paul put his head down and thought maybe if he stopped talking he could limit the embarrassment he had already caused himself and Jenna. She was so striking, he wanted to say more. He bit his lip.

"The Beachcove .. really that is only a block or two away from where I am staying." Jenna added ... "I have a care from the airport if you would like to save cabfare ...the driver could drop you on the way or well you could." She stopped herself thinking of the large suite she had waiting her. How nice it would be to share the time with someone. How for a moment she imagined herself on the balcony with him behind her.

Jenna shook her head. "your date ... I would think a nice looking young man as yourself will have ample opportunities at the wedding. Many more attractive and younger women than someone like me." Jenna spoke letting on to her own insecurities. As she spoke she took her left hand and burried it on her side to hide her wedding ring from him. Eventhough it was too late.

"Paul ... don't feel bad .. I mean if I ..... my meeting will probably last until after supper time tomorrow. Otherwise I find the offer tempting." Jenna said trying to offer him some comfort. Though she knew by 2pm she would be done and the remainder of her day would be free.

Then the fasten your seat belt sign came on with the annoncement the plane would be landing shortly.
 
Grabbing the rescue line Jenna offered, Paul blurted out "Yes, could we share a ride, I could pay half! If the driver has to go to your hotel, I don't mind walking to mine."
Wow, Paul thought, she had no idea how sexy she was. There were very few sorority girls at his college as hot as Jenna, and those were all stuck up.
"Listen, if it means I get to spend more time talking with you, I want to go!" Paul realized his flirt too late, but didn't care. He was strongly attracted and if some husband somewhere didn't treat Jenna well, Paul didn't mind.
Paul used the fasten seat belt sign to adjust himself, one particular part of himself, making it as unnoticeable as possible. He was young enough to believe he had fooled Jenna and hidden his interest.
 
For a moment Jenna was about to retract the offer as he seemed a bit eager.

"I am only offering a ride ... there is no need to pay . it is a business expense .... one of the perks." she smiled. "The driver can drop you wherever you like to go."

She paused thinking for a moment. "Do you have a room tonight I know the Marriot is a bit costly ... and well college boys don't have a lot of money.... if I may ask .. just how old are you anyway."

With a thunk the tires of the plane hit the ground.
 
The plane hit the ground hard, and Paul didn't want to admit he just turned 19. "Well my ID says I'm 23. What do you think?"
He thought that sounded defensive, but he really wanted to spend more time with Jenna.
"Listen I'm younger than you, don't make me say it. You are an accomplished, very capable woman and I am really enjoying talking with you. Thank you for letting me share the ride."
The plane began a slow taxi to the door.
"I think rooms at the Marriott are $200 tonight, we got a special wedding rate, I'm supposed to sleep on the floor of my friend's room, you know rich kid."
Paul had calmed down sufficiently to unbuckle and get ready to offer help to Jenna with her slim executive's brief case, as was her style, highly sleek and tailored.
 
"What do I think ... I think you are way to intellignet to be 23. When you ARE 23 you will no longer be in college Paul." Jenna teases. "But ok 23 it is Mr Papageargio." Jenna smirks as the plane stops at the gate.

"Listen I'm younger than you, don't make me say it. You are an accomplished, very capable woman and I am really enjoying talking with you. Thank you for letting me share the ride."

Like I said it is not a problem ... I enjoyed talking to you also Paul." Then Jenna leaned close. "I also enjoyed well your flirting and well your ...." Her hand slid up his thigh. "Your excitement .... it has been quite some time .... and i enjoyed how you looked at me." Her hand moved back down his thigh.

She had recovered her larger suitcase and the driver met her at luggage.

"David ... you again ... I am glad it is you tonight." She said smiling at the driver. "I have a little extra baggage tonight ... I found him on the plane .. I thought I would save him the 50 dollar cab ride..." I tell the driver named David.

"As you with Mrs Waters ..... " David responded without a second look and took us to the ride, which happened to be a stretch limo.

David held the door for me and I sat in the seat facing forward ... and waited to see where Paul would sit.
 
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Paul's head was spinning..This amazing woman had gotten so close to his...She had to know, had to know! And she busted him on the age thing too!
Admiring her figure all the way to baggage claim, Paul listened to the sound of her sexy corporate heels on the tile. What a figure, he thought. Calm down Paul, he told himself.
At baggage claim Paul collected his one bag, with his wedding suit, bathing suit, and a few club cloths. He was ready to carry Jenna's luggage when a driver showed up.
Boy, this woman was powerful, wealthy, and sexy!
Following her to the limo, again enjoying her seductive walk, the warmer night air, the lingering affects of the rum.

Paul piled into the limo and took a risk. When the limo door shut, he crossed the car as sat really close to Jenna. "You know that grip in the plane caught me off guard, be said lowly, but I really enjoy flirting with you too!"
 
Jenna was pleased he sat close to her ... the touch of a man had been missing for so long.

"your touch feels nice Paul .... it has been a long time since a man has made me feel like this." Jenna confessed as she pressed the button to close the window to the driver.

"But you know i ... I am married." Jenna in her mind was trying to give him and herself an out. Though she hoped he would not take it. Her husband like herself was busy with working, the couple had made well into the millions last year ... they had everthing one could want as they looked from the outside. What they would not see is how lonely Jenna was.

Even so she moved away from him, her hand pushing off on his thigh. "Paul I am not the type that screws around ... I never have and ....." She stopped before saying never will.

The ride was complete and the car stopped. David opened the door and said nothing. His smirk said it all as he helped Jenna out.

The bellman quickly took her bags. There was no line to checkin and Jenna quickly had her keys.

"I need a drink." She confessed leading Paul tothe bar, without asking the bartender brought Jenna an Appletini.

"A rum and coke for my friend." She told the bartender. "And you have stocked the suite bar correct Walter." With the words and his assurance Jenna slid a hundred across the counter.

"your coming up right, Paul. You can bring your cock .... tail." Jenna smiled ... hoping he would come to her room and upon entering push her against the wall, shredding her clothes from her body and take her to the balcony and fuck her from behind in the soft breeze, moonilght and waves saranaded the two.
 
Paul was intoxicated by this sexy, strong, intelligent older woman. Playing to her flirts at the bar, he managed to drop his cocktail napkin and after he leaned down to pick it up, he came up slowly, trailing his open palm on her fit, bare leg.
As they enjoyed their drinks at the ocean bar, with the breeze and soft air, Paul looked at Jenna and took her hand. "This is what you do to me." He said, placing her hand on his crotch below the bar making sure she got a full handful of his firm erection, straining through his pants. Paul held her hand there for only a second then removed his own, waiting to see what she did. He took a long sip of his drink....
 
Jenna was surprised at the feeling of his stiff rod had in his pants. As she shifted she felt the breeze up her skirt remind her of her own excitement. Now the nerves hit her. She ahd been faithful to her husband, but in honesty had doubted his faith since early in the marriage.

She gulped her appletini and if on cue, another was quickly served up.

"I better get to my suite Paul .... and you ... I ... I ... don't think you need to sleep on the floor with a bunch of guys tonight." Jenna confessed.
 
Paul followed Jenna to the private secure elevator, with a pass key required for entry to the upper level floors featuring the luxury suites. Carrying his clothes over his arm, Paul followed Jenna in and they stood in silence as the doors closed. On the long ride to the 22 floor, Paul shifted the clothes from his arm to over his shoulder. Aware of the constant security cameras in elevators, he simply stepped forward and let his eagerness press against Jenna, standing in front of him. He was happy to have her stay there, and press back a little, feeling her firm buttocks press his cock.

Off the elevator Paul let Jenna key into the amazing suite, then he took her empty cocktail glass, dropped it and his bags on the plush carpet and pressed her against the wall in the foyer as the door swung shut. Staring in her eyes, he leaned in and kissed her mouth. It was wet and open and willing. She kissed back.

Paul took her hand, and led her to the 22nd floor balcony overlooking the ocean. Leading her to the rails he embraced her in a hug as the wind took her hair a little. Spinning her around Paul put his eager palms on her hands and placed them on the balcony railing. Jenna heard the tinkling of Paul's belt buckle and the rush of his pants sliding to his ankles. She felt him fumble with the zipper on the back of her skirt, then yank it up over her hips.

Jenna's arm were locked out against he balcony as Paul roughly found her panties and pulled them down to her knees. She spread moved her feet wider, still in her heels and felt Paul's erection bounce between her thighs. Hesitantly she reached down and found his cock. Paul took the cue and reached up for a large firm handful of her hair. Pulling her head back he kissed the back of her neck and pressed up. Too fast to think, Jenna placed his cockhead in the right direction and he mounted her from behind on the 22nd balcony with the breeze blowing on their half naked legs. They both let out a low moan, enjoying each other's willingness, tightness, eagerness......
 
Jenna was nervous as the elevator ascended to the 22nd floor suite. She felt Paul push against her, wondering simply how big he was. This was so not like her, why had she allowed this, yet she was not going to say no.

This was so not like Jenna, who most men, thought she was a bitch. Yet that is what it too in business.

As soon as they entered the room, Paul took control and Jenna made no effort to resist. She wanted to tell him this was not how she really was. Yet tonight right now she wanted to feel like she was desired. Her mind raced, as he hissed her, passionately. She recalled the only other three men she had kissed before in her life. Then she reminded herself how she had been in college.

Soon she was pinned against the railing, he had turned her her skirt lifted, she teetered in her heels. She hoped her would screw her. Soon her panties were at her knees, she tried to spread herself for him to easily take her. Then without thinking she put her hand on his cock directing it to her wet pussy.

"ohhh." She moaned as he pressed in no longer caring. Her desire had taken control. Her desire for this, her desire to be ravished. As he withdrew she pushed back into him not wanting to lose the feel on the Pauls's cock buried inside of her.

"Fuck meeee." She moaned.
 
Paul was enraged by Jenna's request. Placing his warm palms on her hips he thrust deeply and swiftly into her open warm wetness. She took him and threw her head back. He felt his tight balls press her clit and pulled back.
Paul started a rhythm with Jenna using her arms on the balcony for support. Her hair was blowing in the soft ocean breeze. Her ass cheeks felt so sexy, pressed on Paul's young, tight abs. He increased his rhythm, enjoying the soft slap, slapping sound of her ass on him.
This very sexy, very smart woman was amazing. Paul grunted behind her, holding off his orgasm. He strained and pumped, reaching around to cup her breasts over her bra. She leaned back each time he thrust forward and feeling her that close, being inside her was so hot.
Paul reached down and fingered Jenna's clit with his hand while bunching her hair in the other hand and pulling back slowly but very firmly. "Cum for me!" He growled.
 
Jenna had lost herself in the moment. The moment this young viral man had asserted himself upon her. She felt his firm body against hers only increasing her arousal. Soon she was spushed against the balcony, the sound of waves in her ears and wind in her hair, as he lifted her skirt and fucked her.

She was lost in the moment, she had never felt this good in her life. For the moment all her worries were gone, her pleasure was all she sought. He gripped her hair and pulled her head back, her back arched forcing her to push her ass and pussy deep upon his stiff rod.

"Oh " She moaned.

"Cum for me!"

She heard his words. Never before had a lover taken control of her like this young man, never before had she allowed it. The feeling was driving her over the edge. Jenna rarely orgasmed during sex, yet she felt her mounting.

"Fu ... Yess. " she moaned, as her body reared back upon him. "fuck .. Fuck me .. yes .... yess ... yesssssssssssssssssssss" Jenaa was now nearly screaming.
 
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