As I mentioned in a previous post I used to travel a lot for work. While it was often pretty solitary the other side to that is that it can be a real escape from who are at home. A way to explore who wished you were, to engage with fantasy.
Her and I were seated next to each other on a plane headed to some mid-sized, mid-west town, the type of boring place that has a peculiar amount of corporate headquarters. She was cute, small but curvy, brown hair brilliant green eyes I noticed immediately, dainty hands and a ring on her finger. But a little flirting couldn’t hurt right?
She seemed to agree, and flirt we did. We ordered some overpriced airline wine and chatted the hours away. First work trip for her, a training session at the peculiarly located corporate headquarters. She confirmed she was married but let it slip married life hadn’t been as exciting as she was hoping. After another bottle of expensive and bad wine she got bold and touched my thigh while telling a particularly riveting story and after that we caught each other’s eye and I took that as a fine enough hint to ask where she was staying.