My Cancelled Flight Leads to...

It had been one of those weeks when I just couldn't wait to get home. I had just gotten a text that said my flight was delayed another hour. I was pissed but glad for the notice as I was still hanging out in the lobby of my hotel which was much better than being stuck at the airport. I love New Orleans but not the airport. I decided to order another drink and relax until it was time to go.

About an hour went by so I got my belongings and headed out the door. I asked the doorman to hail a cab for me. The airport was in sight when I got another text saying my flight was delayed yet another hour. "Shit", I thought, but with me being so close to the airport, I might as well wait it out there.

After the taxi dropped me off, I decided to go ahead and head to my gate and wait it out. It was easy to spot the others there that were on my flight by the frustration on their faces. They finally announced that they were waiting on our flight crew that was delayed coming in because of weather.

I struck up a conversation with a woman next to me who travels like I do. She had a better attitude than I did which helped me deal with the situation. I could tell people were getting impatient and tempers were getting higher. Before too long, another announcement came on telling us our flight had been canceled, and they would help us at a couple of the nearby gates to get us all reschedule. It was late at night, and I wasn't a happy camper.

Me and my new friend picked a line and figured we would ride together to the hotel they were going to set us in since we were both single and it was near midnight. There was a nice guy behind me in a business suit, and we quickly became friends. He even offered to ride with us as well since it was so late. We quickly agreed and felt so much safer with a nice man making sure nothing happened to us.

Once we had all gotten taken care of, we headed to get our luggage and find the Uber pick up. We all kept an eye on each other and after Mark and Taylor (my new friends) found their luggage, we couldn't get out of there any quicker. Mark sat up front with the driver and let the two ladies sit in the back which made us feel even safer.

I will say when we got to the hotel, they had 3 windows open helping all of us to get checked in quickly. Once we all got our key cards, we decided to meet in the lobby tomorrow morning so we could all ride back to the airport together. Taylors room was on the first floor but mine and Marks were on the 2nd.

Mark told me had some snacks in case I was hungry as well as some small bottles of wine if I would like one. I told him "Thanks, I think I'm going to take a shower. I have to take a shower especially after being in an airport as long as was." As we strolled down the hallway, it turned out our rooms were next to each other.

As we entered our rooms at the same time, Mark said, "well I'm right next door in case you get hungry." "I'll see you in the morning, hope I can sleep tonight", I said as both of our doors shut.

I tossed my suitcase on the bed and opened it. Then I went in to turn on the shower and let it warm up. I undressed and then put my make up bag on the vanity before jumping in the shower.

I didn't care for the hotel, but the shower was excellent. I felt so refreshed after a nice hot shower that I toweled off and put on my bathrobe I always travel with. I never know if the ones they leave you have actually been washed and mine was lighter weight and comfortable. I take it everywhere I travel.

After getting my hair dry, I sat down and turned on the TV. I was so in a hurry to get in my room and take a shower that I didn't notice mine and Marks room were connecting rooms with a couple of doors between us.

As I was brushing out my hair, I thought I heard music coming from the TV but then realized it was coming from Marks room next door. This got me thinking that maybe I would like to take him up on something to eat and some of his wine he had offered.

I did notice he had on a wedding ring, so I felt very comfortable and safe around him. Being tall and handsome helped as well. Maybe a little conversation and wine would help lower my blood pressure from being so pissed about our flight and then maybe I would be able to fall asleep tonight, I thought.

I went and opened my door between our rooms and could hear the music still being played in Marks room. I stuck my ear up to the door to see if he might be on the phone or something like that. After realizing he's probably still up, I knocked on his door gently to see if he responded.

I thought maybe he fell asleep listening to music, but I thought I'd give it one more try but knock a little harder this time. Then I heard the door being unlocked and saw the doorknob turn, when his door slowly opened.

"Did you just knock twice", he asked? I told him "Yes I didn't want to wake you in case you had gone to sleep." He said, "I wasn't sure what door was being knocked on, mine or one across the hall." He then gave me a look like he was waiting for me to say something, when he said, "did you change your mind about the wine"?

"If the offer is still good," I replied. "Of course, come on in and excuse the mess," he said. Mark had answered the door wearing an open bathrobe and a pair of boxer shorts. I did give him a quick glance long enough to tell he kept in pretty good shape.

He moved some clothes out of a chair so we could both sit down at the small table he had been using by the window. I watched him as he poured me a glass of wine and filled his up. When he handed it to me, there was just a short second or two where we both gave each other a look that was noticeable but where nothing was said.

I thanked him and asked, "so what is it that you do"? He told me that he used to be a physical therapist but somewhere along the way, he got into sales of equipment and devices that PT's use. "It keeps me on the road a good bit, but every day is different, and I enjoy that part of it."

He asked about me and I told him I also travel a good bit for my job but was holding back a little for some reason. After more conversation, I felt I had to go pee but felt more comfortable going in my room instead of his, so I excused myself and headed for my room.

Once in my bathroom, I realized I had nothing on under my robe and here I was talking to a man I had just met hours earlier in his room. Then I got to thinking, that was pretty daring and sexy in a way. I began wondering if I had unknowingly given him a chance to notice or that maybe I should. I sprayed a small shot of perfume on before leaving and taking one last look at myself in the mirror.

When I headed back into his room, I noticed he had poured the last of the wine in our glasses. We both cheered our glasses and sat back down. He asked me if I had ever been to a PT before and I told him I had this neck issue and had gone to a chiropractor a couple of times, but the issue still raises its head every now and then and its painful.

He then asked me if I would be ok if he tried a couple of things on my neck? I said, "I'll try anything to make this pain go away." Mark had me stand up and face away from him while he got behind me and started examining my neck. He made a comment that he really liked the smell of whatever I had on. Mark is feeling around and rubbing my neck when he says, "you've got some knots up here in your muscles. Are you stressed out from your job?"

I told him I thought all jobs have a degree of stress but otherwise, life was pretty good. Right then, he hit a spot that made me jump. "I'm sorry," he said "but let me work on this and you will feel much better." It was at this moment, my eyes opened, and I noticed I was in front of the mirror above his dresser.

My arms were crossed but I could tell my robe had loosened off my shoulders a bit and opened so he had a nice view of my cleavage. I tried to pretend not to notice while also trying to catch him sneaking a peak of my breasts, I had been accidentally revealing to him. I debated about pulling my robe back up, but what he was doing did in fact feel so good and after all, he was a very nice-looking man.

He moved in closer behind me to the point I could feel him up against me as he worked to get a better angle on my neck. I thought I felt his cock up against my ass when he pushed hard on my neck, I purposely let my robe drop revealing almost all of my breasts. He thought I had my eyes closed as I looked up and moaned but I could in fact see him admiring my breasts in the mirror I was facing.

"Do I dare", I wondered for a second. I have had numerous experiences with other men in my travels, but it wasn't even on my radar earlier tonight. I tried to nonchalantly push back into him to see if I was sure that was his hard cock I had felt. "Oh yes," I thought and casually undid the tie to my robe and encouraged it open just enough for him to see that I wasn't wearing panties either.

I continued watching him through my squinted eyes continue to steal views of my body, so I reached back to grab his ass and pull him closer to me which opened my robe all the way allowing him a full view of my breasts and pussy as he continued on my neck. I was getting wet and knew I was now determined to get laid tonight if there was a prayer of me catching some sleep tonight.

I was moaning continuously, while leaning back into him letting him know it felt so good what he was doing to me, when I couldn't hold back any longer, and dropped my arms and let my robe fall to the floor. I opened my eyes fully at this point and he never noticed as I watched his eyes scan me in my nakedness from breasts down to my little landing strip my husband insists on my keeping up down there.

I gave him a few more seconds as my hands worked their way behind me and began rubbing his erect cock before turning around to face him. He appeared to be at a loss for words which told me, he probably hadn't planned this either. I didn't get the feeling that he had ever done this before, but my husband and I are good with this in our marriage as long as I share the details with him, it's just sex and that we remain committed to each other.

I helped his robe off his shoulders and down to the floor. Then, I reached my arms around his neck and pulled him into me so he could feel my breasts against his chest as we began to kiss. He was a very good kisser and had his hands kneading my ass, but I could tell he wasn't fully ready to drop all his inhibitions and have sex with me.

Our hands explored each other as we continued until I stuck my hand inside his boxers and helped them drop to the floor. I could feel his cock was rock hard, so I slowly knelt down kissing his body on the way until I took his cock in my hand and began to slowly stroke it.

After a few strokes, I noticed the shine from his precum in the slit on the head of his cock and tasted it with my tongue as I looked up at him. He was definitely ready, so I began to suck and stroke his cock as he moaned with pleasure when I started playing with his balls. When he took my head in his hands encouraging me to continue, I was feeling confident he was ready to continue, so I was ready to give him something to remember this evening by.

I stood up and encouraged him back on the bed so I could climb on top and ride his hard cock for a bit. He was very timid and was obviously enjoying what I was doing to him. I climbed up on top and began kissing him again while rubbing my breasts on his chest and rubbing my pussy along the length of his erection.

I knew he was beginning to let go when he reached up to fondle on of my breasts while grabbing my ass with his other hand encouraging me to fuck him. I wanted to tease him a bit longer, so I frenched his ear and whispered to him, "I want to feel that hard cock of yours deep in my pussy."

This really set him off as he maneuvered me until his cock slid easily inside me. He began to start thrusting up in me and I was encouraging him to get deep in me at the same time. I had to be careful; I didn't want him to cum too quickly, so I slowed the rhythm down. I could tell he was feeling more relaxed and comfortable with this.

I was enjoying this immensely feeling like I was kind of breaking him in with getting some strange while on the road.

Then Mark said, "l would really like to fuck you"! He used the word "fuck", he was definitely feeling more relaxed I thought and ready to take me. So, we both got up, but I went over to the window and pulled back the drapes for all to see and turned off all but a small lamp so anyone happening to look out their window would get a show.

Mark looked at me and I told him, "I'm an exhibitionist! I love people getting turned on watching me have sex. You don't want to be so obvious by turning every light on in the room. Give them the ability to watch us and have them thinking we have no idea is just daring and fun. Make them believe they are spying on our intimate time together!"

I went back and laid at the foot of the bed. He seemed to be admiring my trim job before he went down between my legs and started to eat my pussy. My husband loves the taste of my juices and says that flavor really turns him on. Mark was pretty good at eating my pussy and I was enjoying it. I would raise my hips up at him to let him know I wanted him to fuck me with his tongue.

After going down on me for a few minutes, he stood up and took an ankle in each hand and spread my legs apart as he proceeded to slowly enter my pussy with his nice, hard cock. I was soaking wet, and he began a very nice rhythm thrusting his hard cock in me.

He continued for some time eventually grabbing my legs at my thighs with is arms pulling me closer to him. I could feel his cock hitting deep in me. I eventually noticed his breath getting heavier until he began to softly moan and I knew he was starting to orgasm in me.

He quickly reached down, pulled his cock out of me as a stream of cum went flying, and began to stroke it while shooting shots of his thick cream purposely covering the spread lips of my pussy. When he was spent, he took his cock and started directing large shots of his cum toward my pussy, looked me in the eyes and then pushed it up in me with his still hard cock.

I was a wet mess as he again began to pump his cock in me making sure he left much of his cum deep in my pussy. It was naughty and kind of animalistic - showing me his cum, then pushing it up in me as if to claim me as his.

My favorite position is riding a man until he orgasms, and I can feel his cock pulsating in me as I watch the tension in his face, but what he just did is right up there as totally erotic, sexy and an incredible turn on!

He then picked up my vibrator lying next to me, turned it on and handed it to me, encouraging me to buzz myself as he gently fucked me with just the head of his soaked cock still in me. He barely pushed in and out of me as I closed my eyes to concentrate. I was already so close, I knew it wouldn't take long at all.

His tenderness only heightened the pleasure I was feeling along with the naughtiness of letting this man I had just met fill my pussy with his warm cum. Then I felt my orgasm approaching that point of no return as it engulfed my whole body. I began pushing myself on his cock helping him pick up speed fucking me deep again as I erupted all over his hard cock.

I just stared at him not able to speak between moans, taking in the view of this nice-looking, strange man fucking me as I continued pleasuring myself. As soon as my first orgasm subsided, I continued to quickly achieve that higher ground as he again had my ankles in his grasp thrusting up in me as beads of sweat fell from his forehead.

This was similar to a vision I use many times in my alone time when pleasuring myself. This time it was real, and I was enjoying it to the fullest when my second orgasm arrived as I screamed out loud as it also took over my whole body

He seemed to really get off on my reaction so that I thought he might cum again. I tried gripping his cock with my pussy, but I was so wet that he couldn't get much resistance going so he finally slowed down enough that his cock fell from my totally happy and still tingling pussy.

Then I took my panties lying next to me and used them to clean myself up. "I'm sorry I created such a wet mess of things", he said. "No, I absolutely loved every bit of it," I told him as I continued using my panties to wipe up all his cum on me. "I haven't felt like this in a while," I told him.

He smiled back and excused himself to the bathroom to clean up. I took that moment to hide my cum soaked panties in the inside pocket of his blazer which was draped over a chair. This is kind of my calling card to give a man something to remember me by.

Mark came back out of the bathroom and said, "can I put my number in your phone in case our travels take us to the same city at the same time in the future? I was so good with that, that I handed my phone to him as I got up to excuse myself to the restroom.

I didn't realize it at the time but realized later that he put his number in my phone and called himself so he would have my number. I've had some experiences where I ended up having some incredible sex before, but this definitely ranked at the top! Knowing he had my number as well as my cum soaked panties, would keep me thinking about him many times, especially when I would have some me time alone.

We ended up on different flights the next morning, but Taylor and I were again on the same flight back. Mark had an earlier flight out and I thought about going another round with him early in the morning so I asked him if he would like to sleep with me?

"Yes, I would," he said standing there with his partially deflated cock now hanging down. Needless to say, he did and yes, we went another round - this time with me on top and in control, before we both fell asleep. Mark snuck out of bed the early the next morning and quietly made his exit.

When I met up with Taylor the next morning in the lobby, she asked me if I was able to get any sleep? I thought about telling her everything but then said, "it took me a while, but I was finally able to fall asleep."

I began to wonder as I do after experiences like this if our paths would ever cross again in my travels? I guess time will tell but Mark is one I would look forward to running into again!