A long day at JFK by Honey1982  
 

Chloe couldn't believe that her flight had been delayed. It was bad enough to have to be at the airport hours before the flight, but to wait another 90 minutes was plain irritating. "Oh well, I may as well hit the shops," she thought, as if she hadn't done enough shopping whilst she was in New York. Her new Bloomingdales medium brown bag containing the last items that refused to fit in her suitcase was certainly testament to that, but as it was snowing outside the airport, and she had little else to do, she made her way to the duty free shops to try on perfume.

As Chloe busied herself trying to decide whether the latest Vera Wang fragrance suited her, she became aware of a woman stood next to her. Not just any woman, but at about 5'8" tall, dark and sultry looking, quite possibly the most beautiful woman Chloe had ever seen. Chloe was surprised at herself - she had a lovely boyfriend Max at home and other than during her fantasies accompanied by her trusted rabbit, she had never really been ‘in to’ women. But this woman was just something else. Chloe knew that she had to say something to her. "Sexy." she blurted out as the woman looked at her, startled. "I mean, what do you think of this perfume? Do you think my boyfriend would like it?" said Chloe, trying to recover from her earlier outburst.

The woman gave a slow, beautiful smile, and slowly sniffed the sample card that Chloe had thrust out and replied "It’s lovely but perfumes smell completely different on a person to the card.
If I’m to tell if your boyfriend would like it, I would really need to smell it on you."

Chloe considered this: the woman was probably just being helpful, polite even, but Chloe had a feeling that there may be more to it than that. Feeling daring she applied it liberally onto her neck, deliberately moving the bottle around so the spray settled on her cleavage. She held her breath as the woman moved towards her and inhaled deeply. Chloe could almost feel herself tremble at the thought of this gorgeous woman just centimetres away from her sensitive neck and breasts.

"Beautiful." the woman said to Chloe, "but I can’t tell if its sexy, not until it has settled on your skin, it will smell totally different then" She looked at Chloe and smiled a seductive smile
before suggesting that they head to the bar for a drink as they waited. "I’m Maia, by the way" said the woman extending her hand. "Chloe." she replied, shaking it in return. They made their way to the
bar and over several Martinis got to know one another.

The chat was light hearted and flirtatious
and they eventually realised that they were both waiting to board the same flight to Manchester. Chloe was aware of Maia moving closer and was startled as Maia said "Relax, I’m just checking - for
'sexy' remember!" Chloe relaxed and enjoyed the fact that she could feel Maia's warm breath on her skin. "Mmmmmmm," Maia exclaimed, "definitely sexy."

She looked at Chloe who could feel her nipples getting stiff just from that one seductive look. All of a sudden an announcement came over the tannoy advising that due to bad weather all of the flights
had been delayed until the morning. "Well," said Maia, there’s no point hanging around here, we need to find a hotel before they are all snapped up. "We should share." said Chloe, partly thinking of her credit card balance but partly thinking what could happen that night if they did. "Fine by me." said Maia, with
a glint in her eye.

40 minutes later they were checked in to their room. They had ordered a bottle of wine, and by this point Chloe was beginning to feel tipsy enough to make her brave enough to move over to sit by Maia. "Do I still smell sexy?" she asked her, placing her hand on her thigh and gently stroking it. Maia looked at her with her chocolate brown eyes and whispered, "You smell so sexy, I want to fuck you."

Chloe felt herself get wet at the thought of it, and whilst stroking Maia’s thigh with one hand, she brushed her dark hair off her face with the other and lent in to kiss her. It was slow and gentle at first but with passion growing by the second as Maia's hands began to slide down Chloe’s body to cup her breasts. Maia slowly undid Chloe’s bra to expose her curvy D cups. Chloe groaned with pleasure as Maia broke away from their kiss and moved her lips downwards to suck her nipples. As she licked and nibbled Chloe couldn’t contain herself.

She pushed Maia down on the bed and returned the favour, kissing Maia's neck, all the way down until she reached her breasts. Although slightly smaller than her own, Chloe thought Maia's breasts were incredible, she licked and stroked them , whilst her hand worked its way down to Maia's skirt. She lifted it up to find Maia was wearing stockings, but no panties. The thought that Maia’s neatly shaven snatch had been naked under that flimsy little skirt the whole time was just too much for Chloe to take, and she moved her tongue from Maia's dark erect nipple, to her tight, wet pussy. She licked frantically but savoured her taste and in seconds she could feel Maia beginning to come. Her orgasm was long, noisy and powerful, and as Chloe knelt there looking pleased with herself, Maia leant forward and kissed her passionately.

Maia could taste herself on Chloe’s lips, which, despite her coming so hard only seconds before made her begin to feel orny again. "Just as well," said Chloe, when Maia told her this, "I haven’t come yet!"
Maia silenced her with a kiss, and as their tongues probed each others mouth, Maia slid her hands in to Chloe’s panties and circled her dripping wet cunt with her finger. Within seconds Chloe was groaning. As Maia intensified the pace Chloe began to come. This was better than any fantasy session with her rabbit she thought, this is the best orgasm I have ever had.

As the pair lay spent, Chloe couldn’t help but be grateful for the bad snow that had delayed their flight, and even more so for the fact that it would be hours before they could return to the airport. Who knows what we could get up to in that time, she thought to herself contently.



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