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How could they care so little for their fellow passengers?
“Assholes,” I grumbled as I continued to navigate.
We’d just gotten to the main walkway that led between terminals when a sign that read ‘family bathroom’ caught my eye.
With the woman beside me still shaking like a leaf, I pushed the door open and tugged her inside.
She came willingly, not putting up a single ounce of fight.
I dropped our bags, then did the only sane thing I could do in that moment. I gathered her to me, picked her straight up off the floor, then deposited her onto the counter.
Her arms and legs had circled my waist, and there she sat, breathing hard and still shaking for a long ten minutes before slowly, the panic started to work itself out of her system.
But as it did, an increasingly disturbing thought kept sinking deeper and deeper inside of me, and I couldn’t stop the feelings from taking hold.
She was warm. Close. We’d kissed and she tasted divine…
Finally, she pulled back and looked up at me, her heart in her eyes.
“You okay?” I asked.
She licked her lips, nodded, then refocused her eyes on my mouth.
That was all it took.
I wasn’t even sure who moved first.
Her or me, it didn’t matter.
One second, we were being respectable, and the next we were seconds away from fucking in the family bathroom at Colorado Springs airport.
“Are you sure?” I asked, pulling away just enough that I could look into her eyes.
Her answer was to rip her sweatshirt and t-shirt over her head, revealing her very bare chest.
No bra.
Why did that turn me on so much?
“Guess that answers that,” I said.
Then I was pulling my wallet out of my jeans, throwing it on the counter, and then shucking my shirt.
My boots and my jeans followed suit, and soon we were both naked and hastily trying to devour each other.
I managed to reach for my wallet and the condom I’d been carrying there for a year—thank God I’d kept it there despite telling myself every time I saw it that it was a temptation I didn’t need.
Being abstinent was working out great for me.
I felt better not having meaningless fucks with women I’d never want to see again, but this… this was anything but meaningless.
It took a lot longer than it should have to slick the condom on because my hands were shaking like an addict’s.
Whether it was my shaking hands, or the way she was petting me, I didn’t know.
But by the time the condom was on and I was lining myself up at her entrance, I was anything but patient.
We looked into each other’s eyes, my look silently asking if she was ready, and her look telling me to get inside of her or else. Upon seeing what I needed to see, I slowly sank in. One solid inch at a time, until I was buried to the hilt.
