Workplace Romance – Chicago Ch. 02 – Exhibitionist & Voyeur – Free Sex Story

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When the plane reached cruising altitude, the pilot switched off the seat belt sign, and snack and drink service started in our first class cabin. Michele still grasped my right arm in her hands, and gazed out the window in our combined state of bliss. The take off process had been exhilarating.

She spoke softly, “so, you’re attending this conference as well huh?”

“Actually, I was asked to present a segment.” I replied to her in a soft tone.

“Wow, I guess I’ll be learning from the best then,” and she giggled for a moment.

“I don’t know about that, John couldn’t make it. They just called me yesterday to fill in. I’m presenting his material, but it’s still a little fresh for me.” I explained.

“You’ll be great, you’re awesome in front of people.” She stated.

I chuckled at the dual meaning of that phrase. I’m sure she meant it as she’d seen me in front of a group of trainees a couple months back. But during that same trip, we’d shown off a bit, having Sex with, and in front of, a small group of people in the hotel pool.

She squeezed my arm again, maybe thinking the same thing.

Our beverages had run dry, and were refilled almost immediately as the flight attendant brought us seconds. Just water for both of us, she wasn’t drinking alcohol due to being pregnant, and I didn’t want to rub it in.

We chatted and snacked over the next 30 minutes or so, mostly about family life back home. She commented several times how appreciative she was, for me, immediately making her feel desired today. I agreed, it was nice to feel wanted again. It had been almost two months since we were together, and in that time had been in our respective home cities, in marriages that were devoid of intimacy.

I loved my Wife, and of course my children. But it has been so many years since my Wife had made me feel desired, wanted, in a way…like a man. Michele had something very similar, her husband even told her that he found her disgusting in her pregnant state.

I could not have found this further from the truth, if anything, she was more beautiful and desirable. I hadn’t known her before the pregnancy, but what I saw in front of me now was irresistible. This tryst with Michele had been unplanned the first time, and this second trip wasn’t planned either. Maybe the universe was telling us that it was necessary for us to be together again.

Michele shifted her long legs in her seat, and suddenly turned her face towards me. She whispered, “Scott, my panties are soaked from you.”

I just grinned wide at her.

“I have to go clean up a bit, I’m too squishy.” She continued and began fumbling with her seat belt.

“Will you need a hand in there?” I suggested.

She smiled wide, “it wouldn’t be your hand I’d want in there.”

I just grinned again.

“No babe, I’ll be fine for a few minutes.” She continued.

I stood up to let her out of the aisle more easily. She moved carefully in front of me and up the aisle to the door to the bathroom. Her perky little Ass bounced a bit under the thin fabric of her white skirt. A small wet spot just below her Ass, visible as her skirt swayed, clearly from the Orgasm she’d had during takeoff. She’d squirted a bit, and had been so turned on her juices were all over her lips and thighs, it had likely pooled between her cheeks on the back of her skirt. Smiling at my clear memories of her naked Ass a few months ago, I sat back down to wait for her return.

As I did, our ‘fan’ and new friend, Valerie, leaned over across the aisle. “That is one beautiful Wife you have there. I’m so happy to see you taking good care of her. Pregnancy can be a mess of emotions, it’s so important that she feels beautiful around you.”

“Oh, yea, um….” I stuttered a bit, struggling with how to tell Valerie we weren’t married. She probably assumed since she saw us traveling together, and our respective wedding rings. I lowered my voice to almost a whisper, “…about that Valerie, we aren’t married. Well, at least not to each other.”

She raised her eyebrows for a moment. Her pause made me nervous, but then smiled. “How’d you two meet?”

“We’ll, ironically, we work for the same company, and we met accidentally during another trip for work about two months ago. Seeing her again today was a total surprise as well.” I tried to explain.

“You’ve only met her twice?” She asked rhetorically and skeptically, “you two have intense passion and attraction to each other. Congratulations for finding each other. I’m a little jealous.”

“Jealous?” I questioned.

Valerie leaned in further and lowered her voice further. “Well, since you’ve been so honest with me. Yes, jealous, you see my husband of 15 years doesn’t pay any attention to me either. We haven’t had Sex in over 7 years. So when I saw you two all over each other, I couldn’t help myself. I desperately needed that release, and for a moment, you two really helped with that. I was able to fantasize about being with you two, even though I was across the aisle. Although, I can not believe I just did that in public! Never in my life have I felt such desire to be immediately satisfied.”

We smiled and locked eyes, I thought to myself, here’s another striking woman, clearly a sexual being, that was being ignored. Left to feel alone, what a shame. “Well, I’m so sorry for your circumstances Valerie. You are a beautiful woman, with a capacity to be passionate, and any man would be fortunate to be your lover.”

“Thank you Scott,” she replied. “Maybe if Michele gets tired of you, I can have you,” she joked. “I like what I have seen so far.”

“I’m flattered Valerie, thank you. Before we jump off the deep end, maybe we can all have dinner while we’re in Chicago?” I asked.

She fished a business card from her jacket pocket. “Please call me, I’d like that a lot.”

I looked at the card, it read:

Valerie Montiff, PhD, PsyD

Dean & Professor of Behavioral Psychology

University of Southern California

“Dr Trojan,” I joked, referencing her school mascot, “thank you, Michele and I are in Chicago for the week, we’ll call you for sure.”

“Thank you Scott,” she responded with a wide smile, just as the bathroom door opened, and Michele stepped back out into the aisle.

I stood again, as Michele approached, I let my eyes run up and down her beautiful body. That round belly down dominating her petite frame. She touched her belly as she walked carefully, holding her balance. She pressed herself up against me and reached up for a kiss. I leaned down to meet her. Her kisses went right through me, she pressed her belly against me, reached around and squeezed my Ass as her tongue slipped quickly into my mouth and out again. She then slid over to her seat.

As I sat down, I noticed Valerie had watched everything again. She smiled wide, “you two are so good together,” she said, “and I have to go clean up as well, I’m a mess.” She giggled.

Michele smiled as I sat back down. I watched Valerie stand up, and walk down the aisle to the bathroom. Michele actually leaned over my lap to watch her as well as she made her way up the aisle. She was a beautiful brunette. Long, wavy, dark brown hair that hung down to her shoulder blades. Big, dark brown eyes, a small nose, full lips. She was probably 5’7, I was guessing but likely 34D or DD ample chest underneath her black silk blouse covered with a business suit jacket, a small waist, and a large round Ass stretching the fabric of her suit pants. She clearly worked out, those pants were tight enough to see her nice Ass, she also had well toned legs and was either wearing a thong or no panties at all.

As Valerie slipped into the bathroom Michele had just left, Michele sat up again. Looking at me, smiling, she spoke quietly, “you want to fuck her don’t you?”

I laughed out loud, but didn’t answer right away.

“Come on, I know you were just thinking of pushing your long, thick cock inside her,” she continued, “Scott please, she’s beautiful, even I want to fuck her.”

Now I was belly laughing, “ok ok, I agree.” I pulled the business card from my pocket and showed her. “She wants to have dinner with us, and I don’t think that’s the only thing she wants.”

“Let’s do that!” Michele responded excitedly.

The thought of meeting up with this beautiful stranger, who we’d just moments ago, shared some intimate ‘showing off’ for each other, was an idea that got me excited for sure. It made me think of the group Sex Michele and I had shared a few months ago. My cock began to throb and thicken in my pants again. With Michele, I always seemed to recover quickly for the next round. First things first though, I wanted more of Michele, and I wanted her all to myself before we started sharing with others. I missed her at more than just a purely sexual level, I needed the intimacy she shared with me before.

Just then, as she sat back, Michele got a twinkle in her eyes and grinned. She reached into the small pocket of her pinstriped blouse, and pulled out a small swath of fabric and put it in my hands. I spread what she handed me in the air to get a better look, a very small white pair of g string underwear. The tiny patch meant to cover her mound was sheer, and they were still damp in my hands.

I looked at Michele, grinning as I closed my hand around her tiny little panties.

“I had to wash them in the sink.” She started, “they need to dry before I can put them on again, it’s the only pair I didn’t pack in my suitcase, so don’t lose them.

This woman was so sexy, so beautiful, and so seductive. She’d had an Orgasm during take off, right into my hand as I had slipped my fingers inside her Pussy while I sucked and licked her nipples. Now she sat here, her bald Pussy completely bare underneath her flowing white skirt.

I desperately wanted to taste her again.

My attention was diverted as Valerie was now heading back to her seat. She paused and leaned over me towards Michele. In a whisper she asked, “Michele, do you have a spare pair of panties? Mine were soaked, I had to wash them, but don’t have any others with me.”

I grinned, thinking that this woman now leaning over me, and the one next to me were completely bare underneath their clothing.

Michele didn’t say a word. She just reclined her seat back further. When she was a little more stretched out, she reached down, slowly sliding her skirt higher up her legs. She pulled it up over her knees and thighs as both Valerie and I were mesmerized with what she was about to expose. She lifted it higher a bit over her pregnant belly, exposing her smooth Pussy to us, Valerie’s mouth went agape. I remembered how perfect Michele’s tender little Pussy was, her labia were still a little swollen for the attention earlier, and her inner lips and clit hood peeked out just a bit between her slit, still glistening, she was clearly still turned on.

After a moment of staring, Valerie stood silently. She looked over her shoulder at the rest of the passengers in our first class cabin. She checked the curtain to make sure it was pulled closed. She then looked at both of us, her hands went to her belt, which she swiftly unclasped. Next to her pants, and her zipper. She slipped her thumbs in the waist of her pants over her hips and started to slide them down. One inch at a time over her hips with a little shimmy each time. As they lowered, Michele and I just stared at each new inch of freshly exposed skin.

Her smooth mound, perfectly shaven made my mouth water. I licked my lips, looked at Michele, she licked her own lips as well. Then next tug of her pants exposed the smallest Pussy I’ve ever seen. She looked like she had a paper cut. Her labia were small very tight together, no sign of her clit or inner lips at all, just a smooth slit, glistening from her pink crease.

Her lips were so perfectly smooth like glass, I wanted so desperately to taste her as she stood just a few inches from me. She stood there, in the aisle of first class, exposing herself to us, looking down at both of us and clearly enjoying the reaction she was getting.

She held her pants down a moment longer so we could admire her perfection for a few more seconds. Then almost as slowly as she pulled them down, she slipped them back up, shimmying her hips again, zippering her fly,buttoning her pants, and closing up her belt.

I looked up at Valerie’s face, she was grinning wide, as she took a step back and sat back down. I could not believe what just happened. Both of these beautiful women, exposing themselves on this airplane. Our first class cabin did give us the tiniest bit of privacy, but no privacy if someone did more than glance in our direction. Given what the three of us had done already, this shouldn’t have shocked me, but it still did.

Michele was bringing her chair back up to a less reclined position, and she slipped her left hand over to squeeze my thickening cock through my pants. Squeezing and stroking my half hard member, she leaned up to whisper in my ear. “I told you you wanted to fuck her, he’s almost ready, and I think she is as well. I want to lick her clit while you split her tiny Pussy open with this monster.”

My cock throbbed and pulsed with every sweet word in my ear. Every squeeze from her hand made my cock thicker and longer inside my pants. Michele knew just what to say and do to turn me on. If this continued, I wouldn’t be able to control my carnal need for her.

She released her grip on my cock, licked my ear and whispered “later baby” playfully. We both slumped back in our seats and tried to relax, for me, just waiting for the thumping against my leg to subside.

We chatted more throughout the flight about places we’ve never been but always liked to go. Exotic beaches, sailing in the Caribbean, many cities including Paris, and Venice were on both our lists. Before we knew it, the plane started our decent into Chicago.

Landing was smooth and de boarding is always easy from the front of the plane. We made brief small talk with Valerie, and promised to call her for dinner one night this week.

Michele had been planning to take public transportation to the hotel, but since I’d rented a car and planned to do a little sightseeing this afternoon, it was an easy decision for her to join me. We collected our bags and headed for the car rental garage. The weather outside was perfect, sunny, warm, with a nice breeze.

A problem with my reservation delayed our departure a few moments, made good by the manager by putting us in an upgraded car, a Porsche Boxster convertible would do nicely in this weather.

“Thank you sir,” the manager said as he handed me the key and pointed us toward the elevator. “It’s just down a floor, and then around the corner to the right, it’s metallic grey and you’ll find it’s ready to go for you.”

“Thank you” I replied, as Michele pressed the elevator button. The doors opened immediately and we headed down.

When the doors opened again, we followed the instructions around the corner and there it was, almost by itself, parked a few spaces down in the last row on the edge of the building, facing the runways. We opened the ‘frunk’ and placed our bags down. It was as Michele bent over to set her bag down that I suddenly remembered, I had her panties in my pocket, and those perfectly smooth Pussy lips were probably feeling more of this slight breeze than I was.

I set my bag down, and closed the lid and found her turned around in the sunshine. She was watching an airplane on approach, her hands resting on the concrete wall, her blonde hair gently blowing in the breeze behind her, her tight little Ass perfectly outlined by her white skirt.

I stepped up right behind her and put my hands on her hands. She instinctively pushed her hips back so her perky Ass pressed against me. I kissed her ear as we watched the plane coming in to land. As it got closer, my cock began to throb against her Ass cheek.

“You’re so beautiful Michele,” I whispered in her ear as I nibbled and licked. I kissed behind her ear and down her neck and she audibly moaned. I felt her Ass begin to grind from side to side against me, my cock continued throbbing and thickening again. She could feel it and trapped it between her cheeks, wiggling further, knowing full well what she was doing. I had to reach down and reposition my now mostly hard cock straight up so it rested between her cheeks. Even between both our sets of clothing, it felt incredible.

We continued as we watched the plane touch down with a puff of smoke from the wheels, and short squeak, and loud roar as the brakes redirected the air from the engines. She ground back into me with more force.

I stood up straight, and grasped her hips gently as she pushed back and wiggled side to side. I looked back and forth in the garage and there was no one around. I reached down the backs of her legs and caressed her calves and began to lift her skirt. My fingers sliding slowly up the backs of her knees and up her thighs. She shuttered a little as my hands reached the crease of her Ass, over her butt, and up to her hips.

With her skirt now hiked up around her hips, she stood bent over, naked from the waist down. Her cute little Ass looking perky in the sunshine, her sexy long legs poured all the way down to her sandals. I took another quick look around, after seeing no one, I squatted behind her.

At this height, my nose was just inches from her perfectly smooth lips, now just about poking out from between her thighs. I could see her glistening in the bright light, she’d been unable to contain how turned on she was, and a little of her nectar had slipped from inside her, making her lips shiny. I nibbled the crease where her Ass met her legs, then slid my mouth between them.

She spread her legs a little more and arched her back further, giving me more complete access. She leaned into the wall, and with one hand reached down and held her beautiful pregnant belly. In this position, it probably weighed heavy on her, but at this moment, I don’t think she cared to be in a little discomfort one bit. She moaned again.

As I extended my tongue to her clit, my nose nuzzled the sopping wet entrance to her beautiful pink folds. She tasted so sweet, kind of like perfectly ripe strawberries, with just a hint of a tang, and she coated my tongue instantly as I heard her moan.

“Oh my God,” she said breathlessly, “Scott, don’t stop.”

I slid my hands up her legs again, up to her Ass, grasped her cheeks and spread them apart to give me better access to her honey pot. As I did, I let my tongue slip through her folds, dipping for a second inside her, over her taint and over her tight little starfish. She puckered and moaned again, as her Pussy began pouring out her juice for me. Lubricating itself for anything that could happen next.

“Ugh, fuck, Scott,” she urged me on, “that feels so good!”

I flicked her asshole as she moaned again and pushed back towards me. I nibbled her cheeks and then slid my tongue back over her Ass, and into her sweet canal for a taste. She moaned again when I refocused my attention back on her clit. With my nose pressing into her Pussy, my tongue began to lash out on her little button. I could feel it stiffen against my tongue behind its little hood, so with one hand I reached around her leg and pulled her hood back, now my tongue was directly on her clit. She bucked in positive response to her most sensitive flesh being devoured. I pressed my head back and forth, my nose penetrating her just a bit with each stroke as my tongue flicked quickly over her bean.

Faster, and little harder as each moment passed. She tasted so sweet, and I enthusiastically kept licking her, feeling her writhe under the attention. I loved going down on this beautiful woman.

She moaned loudly again, “Scott, oh fuck, oh fuck, I’m gonna cum baby!”

Her legs began to shake, I continued my assault faster and harder over her button. My Free hand, pulled back, and slapped her Ass hard with a painful ‘SMACK’ that echoed in the parking garage. I grasped her soft cheek in my strong hand and squeezed it just a bit too hard for comfort, and was rewarded with what I’d been thinking of for months.

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