Date: Sun, 30 Oct 2005 21:40:08 -0800 (PST)
From: Isabel Prada <ix_prada@yahoo.com>
Subject: Airport Rendezvous

She was standing in the middle of the terminal, looking impeccable. Every
hair in place, make-up skillfully done, and her outfit perfectly hugging
that curvaceous body. Yet amidst all that perfection, I sensed something
was wrong. "Amanda! Imagine running into you here." I smiled; glad to have
one more opportunity to talk to her.

	"Xotchil!" I loved the way my named rolled from her lips. "What
time's your flight?" She smiled; I melted.

	"Not for a couple of hours. I get paranoid." I was finding it hard
not to stare. "Yours?"

	"Looks like I'm here until ten, how about a drink? Maybe you can
help me kill at least a couple of hours."

We strolled over to the bar and found a private little table in the
corner. I couldn't believe my luck. For the last five days we had crossed
paths throughout the conference and not once had we had a chance to be
alone. Now, I had her all to myself for at least a couple of hours. We
ordered our drinks and began with simple small talk, but I wanted to know
what was causing those dark shadows in her beautiful green eyes. Finally
she told me her husband had moved out while she had been at this
conference.

	"I'm so sorry," that was my pathetic attempt at sympathy.

	"It's not that bad, really." Now she was reassuring me. "He wasn't
good for anything."

	"Not anything?" I asked incredulously.

	"The guy couldn't even give me the time of day to satisfy his manly
duties- if you know what I mean. Even when I was so horny that I threw
myself at him, he found some excuse. Nada- that's what I got." She was
getting more comfortable with the conversation.

	"I can't believe with a body like yours, you got nada. So did you
get some elsewhere?" I teased.

	"Nope, I believe in remaining faithful. Believe me- I had plenty of
offers. It's been a long, dry spell." She smiled that sexy smile again,
took my hand in hers, and continued on about the last six months of her
marriage.

	The sound of her sultry voice had me tingling all over. "You know,
I can take care of that for you." I winked at her as if I was kidding to
see if she would take the bait.

	She looked me straight in the eyes, "right here, right now?" She
challenged me back. There was no hesitation in her voice, but how? We were
in the middle of an airport.

	I leaned in closer and whispered, "I'm not kidding." I wanted to
plant my lips firmly on hers, but I feared her rejection. Slowly, she
leaned in and kissed me. I was oblivious to the world around us. We were in
a city where nobody knew us, in a bar, at the airport. How much more
anonymous could we be? I placed my hand on her silky thigh and traced the
hem of her miniskirt. "I want you now." I whispered and before I knew it,
she had disappeared under the tablecloth. I shivered as I felt her warm
breath between my legs. She gently planted a kiss on the crotch of my silk
panties. I was seeing stars. I was ready to let go right then and
there. Then, just as quickly as she had disappeared, she reappeared,
dropped two twenties on the table and pulled me out of the bar. "Where are
we going?"  I asked panting from the speed she was taking me.

	"Let's just say I know a few things about airports. My Daddy's a
pilot." She smiled mysteriously and kept pulling me through the airport. We
entered a non-descript doorway along the corridor and she greeted the
doorman by name. "We're gonna hang out here while our flights leave,
Charlie. Can I get the key to room number three?"  Just like that he handed
her the key and we walked to the end of the waiting room. There, behind
door number three, stood a small room with a couch, a television, and an
alarm clock. I didn't have much time to ponder the room before she threw me
down on the couch and attacked me with feverish kisses.

	We wasted no time in getting undressed as our hands flew across
each other's body helping, groping, caressing. I slowed down long enough to
take a good look at that gorgeous body of hers. Her perfect breasts, at
least a D, if not double Ds, were so inviting. I slowly leaned in to take
her left breast into my mouth while I gently caressed the other one. I was
in heaven. I let my mouth trail from one breast to the other, suckling her
nipples until they were rock hard. My hand purposefully traveled to her
thighs, gently trailing upwards only to slide back down again over and
over. "Touch me," she begged. I couldn't help but tease her once more
before letting my fingers trail the soft folds of her pussy. She was so hot
and wet. I caressed her pussy lips trailing slowly, ever deeper, until I
slid my fingers deep inside her. Slowly at first making her tremble with
every inch I gave, then pulling out only to have her beg for more. She
started riding my fingers as I pulsed in and out of her slowly increasing
my intensity. My only purpose was to bring her to a long-awaited orgasm and
as she screamed into the pillow I felt her body release that long-held
tension as her warm juices covered my fingers.  I left her breasts only to
kiss her sexy lips and I couldn't get enough of her mouth against mine,
forceful, yet delicate.

	"My turn." She smiled and slid me back onto the couch, leaving a
trail of kisses from my mouth straight down to my hot awaiting pussy. She
wasted no time planting a long sensuous kiss on my pussy lips and then
began sliding her tongue along them. Slowly she worked her tongue deep
within my pussy taking me to new heights every time she plunged it in, only
to pull out and slide it along my labia. She worked her tongue along my
pussy lips until she found my clit and began assaulting it. She plunged two
fingers deep within my pussy and began pumping rhythmically while she
sucked and nibbled on my clit. Over and over she brought me near orgasm
only to slow down and begin again. When she felt I had had enough teasing
she began pumping her fingers furiously and I rode her hand with every
pump. Her mouth never left my clit until I screamed into the arm of the
couch and let my pussy juices flow all over her face.

	I pulled her up to me and kissed her, passionately tasting my
juices in her mouth. I needed to taste her pussy.  She slid up my body
allowing me to feel how wet she already was. Trembling with anticipation, I
pulled her body over my face and began licking her. I allowed my tongue to
trail the path between her ass and her pussy feeling her jolt with
excitement. Slowly I allowed one finger to trail her sweet asshole and slid
it back to her pussy, wetting it with her own hot juices. I trailed it back
to her asshole and began slowly pumping her tight little hole while I
sucked her clit mercilessly. I ran my tongue flat against her pussy lips
tasting every corner making her moan in anticipation. I plunged my tongue
deep into her pussy, fucking her hard. I felt her tense up just before her
sweet cum spilled onto my face. Trembling, she slid down my body covering
my face in kisses, tasting her own juices.

	We lay there spent for a few minutes before getting ourselves
together. We vowed to get together again soon, even if it was only at the
airport.