_bbR3iY5lLSjzaZNziPYc6VX6tk Inspiration CAN be found EVERYWHERE!: Airport Security - the new romance

Monday, August 8, 2011

Airport Security - the new romance

He grasped me firmly, but gently, just above my elbow and guided me into a room, his room.

Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone.
 
He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear.

"Just relax."

Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves, slowly but steadily.

My breath caught in my throat.
 
I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care   His touch was so experienced, so sure.

When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes.

My pulse was pounding.
 
I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my rib cage, and then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply.
 
Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and into my panties.
 
Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and expectant. This is a man, I thought. a man used to taking charge.
A man not used to taking 'No' for an answer. A man who would tell me what he wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say .. . .

"Okay ma'am,
you can board your flight now."

1 comment:

Lynette said...

dang and all I got was that hairy old lady to feel me up!