Flying accross the Atlantic always bored me to death! Seven hours of nothing to do other than wish I was somewhere else never appealed to me. And as usual, I knew that I would be stuck next to two fat people, usually men, who took up most of my space.
As I boarded the plane, I wished for something different; a pretty young woman, maybe. And to better my odds of a pleasant flight, this time I booked a business class seat so that if worse comes to worse, then at least I would be seated comfortably without the usual elbows poking my sides.
Bingo! Finally, for once in my life I got my wish. I was seated next to a beautiful young woman who couldn't have been more than twenty-six or seven years old. I had the window seat while she was on the isle.
She was reading a magazine and paid no attention to me as I put my small bag into the luggage compartment right above her. I then politely asked her if I could pass her into my seat. She offered a quick, polite smile and slightly shifted so I could pass her without the necessary hassle; the space in business class also made things easier.
The plane moved backwards, slowly. It then taxid to the take-off point and took off, exactly on time. As soon as the seatbelt light was turned off, I reclined the back of the seat all the way down until I was almost flat on my back. I shut my eyes and completely dozed off.
I sat down, buckled myself in and looked out of the window. The usual airport activities were taking place and I kept watching for a while until I felt a slght movement next to me.
The young woman sitting next to me had decided to take off her shoes. I peeked down below and noticed she had beautiful feet. Now; I don't have a foot fetish but nice feet are a definite bonus. I then noticed how perfect her legs were under that short skirt she was wearing. Yes, I did get a look at her before being seated but it was a quick, overall scan of her. Apparently, I hadn't seen anything!
I wanted to check her out to see her in detail but decided against it. After all, it was a long flight and I was sure that I would have many opportunities to check her out as much as I wanted. For now, what I could vouch for were gorgeous sexy legs, sexy feet, long and straight brown hair, tanned skin and ... from what I briefly saw of her face I could say she was hot!
The plane started soowly moving backwards in preparation for its taxi to the take-off point. Minutes later it took off and as soon as the seatbelt light turned off, I unbuckled, reclined my chair so that I was almost completely flat and dozed off.
As I boarded the plane, I wished for something different; a pretty young woman, maybe. And to better my odds of a pleasant flight, this time I booked a business class seat so that if worse comes to worse, then at least I would be seated comfortably without the usual elbows poking my sides.
Bingo! Finally, for once in my life I got my wish. I was seated next to a beautiful young woman who couldn't have been more than twenty-six or seven years old. I had the window seat while she was on the isle.
She was reading a magazine and paid no attention to me as I put my small bag into the luggage compartment right above her. I then politely asked her if I could pass her into my seat. She offered a quick, polite smile and slightly shifted so I could pass her without the necessary hassle; the space in business class also made things easier.
The plane moved backwards, slowly. It then taxid to the take-off point and took off, exactly on time. As soon as the seatbelt light was turned off, I reclined the back of the seat all the way down until I was almost flat on my back. I shut my eyes and completely dozed off.
I sat down, buckled myself in and looked out of the window. The usual airport activities were taking place and I kept watching for a while until I felt a slght movement next to me.
The young woman sitting next to me had decided to take off her shoes. I peeked down below and noticed she had beautiful feet. Now; I don't have a foot fetish but nice feet are a definite bonus. I then noticed how perfect her legs were under that short skirt she was wearing. Yes, I did get a look at her before being seated but it was a quick, overall scan of her. Apparently, I hadn't seen anything!
I wanted to check her out to see her in detail but decided against it. After all, it was a long flight and I was sure that I would have many opportunities to check her out as much as I wanted. For now, what I could vouch for were gorgeous sexy legs, sexy feet, long and straight brown hair, tanned skin and ... from what I briefly saw of her face I could say she was hot!
The plane started soowly moving backwards in preparation for its taxi to the take-off point. Minutes later it took off and as soon as the seatbelt light turned off, I unbuckled, reclined my chair so that I was almost completely flat and dozed off.
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