This story is a collaborative effort between u/keppler26 and u/WillyP_thescout, we hope you enjoy this one.
————— Michael —————
I am sitting in the airport bar sipping my third Gin and Tonic. It is another two hours before my flight leaves, taking me to a stopover destination. Then Kuwait and finally back to the hell that is Iraq. I hear a voice over the intercom announce that my flight has been delayed due to technical issues. It is a brief relief until you catch my eye.
You are absolutely stunning in a grey sundress and designer six inch heels. I wonder if you will recognize me after three years. After all, we only spent one night together in Majorca. Both of us were driven crazy by lust and tequila that night. As I take another sip of my drink we lock eyes and you give me a friendly yet sultry smile, you have spotted me.
—————- Violet —————
“Well this just got interesting!” I think to myself, still annoyed at my flight back to London being cancelled. The bar is as good a place as any to wait for news on how they intend to get me home. Now that I’ve seen you though, sitting nursing your drink, I find myself wondering if the delay could be an opportunity. You haven’t changed much in, what is it, three years maybe? You return my smile, inviting me to join you with your friendly blue eyes. It is not a difficult decision and I feel a small shiver run through me in anticipation of what may unfold.
As I walk around to you, I can hear the clicking of my heels on the polished floor. A few people look up in response to my passing and on another day perhaps I would have taken the opportunity to flirt with one of them, to pass the time. But not today. As I approach you around the end of the square bar which fills the centre of the space, the memories of Majorca come flooding back. The hot pink bikini I wore as I sat at the beach bar sipping my cocktail. Your tanned muscular body as you appeared next to me. The strength of the tequila we shared as the evening became night. The view of the ocean and the stars as I leaned over the balcony back in your hotel room, and offered myself to you.
“Michael?” I say as I draw in close to you. At first you don’t respond and I wonder if I am mistaken, perhaps it is not you after all.
————— Michael —————
“Miss Violet Ashburn if I’m not mistaken?” A question I already know the answer to. I could never forget your face or your voice. I motion to the bartender with my left hand to get his attention. As I do I catch a glimpse of the black band with the blue and red heart tattooed around my ring finger. “Remember, you have someone already.” I think to myself.
“Tinto de Verano for the lady and she’s on my tab.” I say to the bartender as you take your seat on the stool next to mine. I start recalling minute details of that day. The sun and the heat that day, the way your hips moved as we danced that night, the smell of your hair as I kissed your neck on the balcony of my hotel room all come rushing back to my mind. “So, what exactly are you doing in Atlanta?” I ask as the voice over the intercom informs me that my flight has been canceled and to come to the information desk for accommodations.
————— Violet —————
When you return from the airline desk we continue to chat about the last three years and where they went. You tell me about Iraq and I can hear the pain in your voice and wonder about the parts you are not telling me. I tell you about my last three weeks travelling across the US meeting with clients. Neither of us mention your wife. We are onto our third drink and whilst you have a hotel to look forward to I am less sure where I will be, but I know nobody likes a hangover before they start a longhaul.
As we chat, I rest my hand on your upper thigh and I feel you wince slightly. You look at me and smile, and I wonder if you are going to tell me you can’t. Instead you turn back to your drink and take a bigger slug. I squeeze your thigh slightly and you let out a small sigh almost inaudible, but enough to encourage me. The PA again bursts to life and this time it is my turn to be summoned. “I’ll walk with you” you say, and we gather our things and head to the BA desk.
The woman behind the counter tells me that I am to head to the Airport Marriott where there is a room waiting, and that my luggage has already been forwarded “One of the perks of first class” she says with a friendly smile.
“Snap,” you say with obvious pleasure “they’ve put me up there too!” I feel a tingle rush down my spine, and as we stand at the desk listening to directions to the hotel shuttle I gently place my hand in the small of your back. I slide it down slowly until I can feel your tight bum through your neatly tailored trousers, and I give you a squeeze. I have never met your wife, I am not thinking about her, and tonight, if I have my way neither will you be.
———— Michael ————
You are testing the waters, seeing how far I will let you go. I hook my thumbs into my belt loops and offer you my arm, a gentlemanly gesture. You slip your arm into mine and we walk to the airport shuttle like two lovers arriving together. “How far are you going to let this go?” I think to myself as I help you into the van. “It’s just a little harmless flirting between two people who happen to have been together intimately once upon a time.” I reassure myself as I take my seat next to you.
My mind runs rampant as you slide close to me in the shuttle van, placing your hand on my thigh. “This is wrong, you can’t do this!” My conscience screams in my head. The thoughts of our one night in Majorca come creeping back, drowning out the soft voice. I close my eyes briefly and remember it all again. The feeling of your skin against mine, the sound of your breathing as I touched you, and the movements of your body as we made passionate love overwhelm my senses. I place my hand on top of yours, moving it slightly down my leg. I should have told you about the shrapnel still lodged there, but I didn’t want to cause you any worry.
The van ride is short and we are at the hotel in mere minutes. I help you from the shuttle and walk with you to the front desk. The night clerk checks us in, giving us our keys and informs us that we are both on the seventh floor. I walk with you to the elevator, wondering what your next move will be.
————— Violet —————
We exit the elevator and I turn down the corridor towards my room. Like the gentleman you are, you allow me to exit first and follow behind. My thin grey sundress with its fitted upper shows off my figure nicely, while the loose skirt moves seductively from side to side brushing my bare cheeks where my thong leaves them exposed. I glance over my shoulder and take a few quick steps to playfully increase the distance between us. I reach into my clutch and remove my key card and make a show of ‘accidentally’ dropping my bag before taking another few steps to open the gap further. You drop further behind as you stop to collect my bag.
Reaching up behind me, I again glance over my shoulder to ensure you are watching as I release the zip down the back of my dress. With only the shoulder straps holding it in place I walk on, exposing my naked back to you. As I walk, I slide the straps from my shoulders and the dress falls to the floor. I am left wearing a matching black set of strapless bra and thong panties, and my shiny black Louboutin heels. My room is only two ahead, and as I approach it I pause. Turning to look directly into your eyes, holding your gaze, as I undo the clasp of my bra whilst using the other flat open palm across my chest to prevent it dropping to the floor. I swipe the electronic key on the lock and push the door open removing my arm from my chest as I do so. My bra drops to the ground exposing my firm breasts, the nipples already erect from my teasing, and I step through the door.
—————– Michael —————-
You have made your move, and it’s a bold one. My conscience screams for me to stop, but it is in vain. I quickly gather your dress and bolt for the door, catching it a split second before the latch clicks into place. I stand in the doorway, my mind racing. “You’re not too late, you can drop her things inside and say goodnight.” My conscience pleads one final time before I brush it aside. This is what I want, what I long for and to hell with the consequences.
“You know just how to get under my skin, don’t you?” I ask. I do not give you a chance to answer as I quickly close the gap between us and embrace you in a passionate, lingering kiss. The taste of your lips is just as intoxicating as I remembered it. I quickly remove my polo shirt and toss it aside. All thoughts of my wife and my other concerns melt away as our lips meet again. Tonight I am exactly where I want to be and nothing else matters but you.
—————- Violet —————-
I allow myself to relax into your strong arms as your lips part letting our tongues dance softly in the warmth of our kiss. I caress your back, my hands sliding up onto your shoulders and down across your muscular arms, and I remember how gorgeous your body is to my touch. One hand moves down your side gently tickling your ribs and I smile to myself as you squirm slightly at my touch. It traces across your lower abdomen and I feel your hard abs following the outline of your 6 pack with a finger before returning my arms behind you, pulling us closer. You break away from my lips and begin to nuzzle my neck and upper shoulder as your hands find their way down to my ass cheeks and squeezing the exposed bare flesh firmly you lift me slightly off the ground forcing me onto my toes and pressing us against each other. I sigh heavily as your kisses work back up my neck and I feel the warmth of your breath on my ear. Holding my ass firmly in one hand the other comes back up behind me and you begin to stroke my hair as our mouths meet again.
After a few moments I decide it is time to move things along a little, and one of us has far too many clothes on. This time I break away from our kiss, and I begin to work my lips down your smooth chest stroking your pecs and teasing your nipples as my mouth continues. I gently lick your belly button and take in how gorgeous you are. Now kneeling on the floor my hands find their way to your belt which I quickly undo, and I can’t help notice the hardness straining to escape from within. Next the button on your trousers, and then the zip. I hook my fingers through the band of your trouser and underwear and looking up into your eyes, I pull them down in one swift movement. Your cock springs out in front of me already nearly at full size. I don’t break eye contact as I reach one hand underneath to cup your balls and holding the base with the other I bring my lips to the side of your shaft, my tongue caressing the underside with each gentle kiss.
—————– Michael —————-
The feeling of your mouth on my cock sends a jolt of electric pleasure through my entire body. You continue kissing along my length until you reach the head, swirling your tongue around it in slow circles before finally taking it into your warm mouth. With my right hand I reach down and begin kneading your left breast, alternating between squeezing it and moving to your nipple to roll and pinch it gently between my fingers. My left hand moves to the back of your head, gently caressing your hair and urging you to take more of my cock in your mouth. Quickly you begin sucking harder and deeper until, all at once, you take my cock all the way down to the base pressing your nose against my stomach and swallowing to constrict your throat muscles which causes me to moan in ecstasy.
I allow this to continue for a few minutes before my desire takes over, I need to taste you. I gently guide you to your feet and lead you to the bed where we engage in another passionate kiss. I begin kissing down your neck continuing down until I reach your breasts, stopping to suck and tease each nipple before proceeding to kiss down your stomach to your pussy. I gently kiss your clit before kissing around your labia and finally using my tongue to lick from the bottom of your opening back to your clit. I continue this motion for the first few minutes before gently inserting first one then two fingers inside you, curling them to massage your g-spot as I begin to suck and flick your clit with my tongue.
—————- Violet —————-
Your fingers inside me are driving me crazy as your tongue works its magic. I arch my back and bring a leg up across your shoulder, holding you in place, making it clear I don’t want you to stop. I can feel the beginnings of a first orgasm starting to grow inside me. I begin to squeeze my breasts and tease my nipples, adding to the stimulation, all the time your tongue is circling my clit getting faster and faster. With one hand I reach down and run my fingers through your short hair and push you hard in against me, holding you on just the right spot. You slide a third finger into me, sensing that I must be getting close and I moan heavily into the air at the feeling of being opened wider as you move your hand in and out. I sit up slightly and reach down with both my hands now pressing against your shoulders, making sure you don’t stop or change anything at just the wrong moment. I dig my nails into you as the warmth floods through me, and you wince slightly and groan in pain into my pussy but you don’t stop as a grind my hips against your face.
As my orgasm starts to subside you slow your pace and slip your fingers out of me. I relax back on to the bed enjoying the warm glow and a few aftershocks run through my body. You continue kissing my mound, the inside of my thighs and the occasional lick up my sopping slit makes me twitch slightly. After a moment I gently push you off me and we stand at the foot of the bed. I give you a deep kiss, rising to my toes so our mouths can meet and you hold me tightly as I taste myself on your breath; I feel your hardness pressed against me. I have an idea. I take your rock hard shaft in my hand and walk towards the large window leading you behind me. I stand with my back to you and lean forward slightly placing my hands on the glass. I can see the airport lights not too far away and I can see down to the street below and the people coming and going. With the lights on in our room, they only have to look up. I stand with my feet shoulder width apart and looking back over my shoulder at you, bend slightly forward at the waist until I feel the coolness of the glass on my breasts, and I tell you to get inside me.
—————– Michael —————-
I pause for a moment to admire your gorgeous body, remembering you in a position very similar to this on the balcony in Majorca. I firmly place my hands on your hips and slowly press my cock deep inside you. I hold it there and flex my pelvic muscles teasingly several times causing you to squirm and beg for me to fuck you. I begin thrusting slowly, nearly pulling my entire length out of your pussy before plunging back in, savoring the way your walls grip around me. I begin to increase my intensity, pounding into you in firmer strokes, driving you closer to another orgasm.
I slap your right ass cheek as I continue to slam my cock into you. I have moved my hands down to your ass and I am spreading your cheeks to allow me a wonderful view of my cock sliding in and out of your perfect little pussy. I feel you starting to tighten and pulsate around me and I know you are getting close. It is this view, seeing you spread wide and seeing your perfect little rosebud gives me a bold and excitingly naughty idea. With my left hand I reach forward and begin rubbing your clit furiously as I begin to press the middle finger of my right hand into your tight little ass. I lean forward whispering a lustful growl in your ear, “Cum for me.”
———- Violet ———-
I can still feel the sting of your slap on my cheek as your finger enters me. Combined with the frantic pace of your fingers on my clit and your pounding into me I am close again. My breasts and face are pressed against the glass, palms spread beside my head to take the weight.
“Can you see the people below?” you ask, your hot breath on my ear.
“Uh huh!” is all I can manage between rasping breaths.
“Can they see you?”
“Oh god.” I call out as your second finger joins the first inside me “I hope so… “ almost frantic now “cum inside me, cum inside me now!” I yell.
You slam into me twice, three times more and I feel you erupt deep into me, your fingers in my ass pushed in as far as they will go so your knuckles are pressed into the soft flesh of my crack. Your other hand has stopped moving now as you ride through your climax and I can feel your cock twitching inside me. Feeling you splash against my insides pushes me over the edge and I call out “I am cumming for you Michael. I am cumming!”
—————– Michael —————-
You nearly collapse with the force of your climax, your legs shaking as I quickly remove my fingers causing you to yelp at the sudden withdrawal. I catch you before you fall, holding you close to me. I lead you to the bed and kiss you tenderly on the lips. My conscience starts to scream in my head “What in the fuck have you done?” But this is exactly what I want, and this is exactly where I want to be. “Violet darling, you’re going to be the ruin of me.” I say as I turn from you and head for the bathroom to stand under a cold shower.
———- Violet ———-
I hear you get into the shower and quickly jump off the bed, rummaging through my clothes until I find my phone. Lying back on the bed, naked on top of the sheets I spread my legs exposing myself to the camera, my head turned to the side to disguise my face, and I take a photo. I search through my contacts until I find the number you gave me all those years ago, the number I never called but should have and I send you the picture with just the simple text “Atlanta x”.
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