I'm an average kind of guy who maybe has let a few
opportunities slip through his fingers but for the
most part I'm not overly disappointed in my life. But
at 54 and never experiencing the wild side of life I
felt like life was passing me by. I wish that I had at
least one exciting incident in my life to give me
something to remember in my old age.
My wife lost interest in having sex with me when I was
49 and after a while I stopped trying to seduce her.
So for almost five years now, I've been virtually
celibate, except for self-induced orgasms. If you know
what I mean.
That's why what happened to me at the Seattle airport
yesterday was so exceptional, something that I'll be
able to mull over even in extreme old age.
I was sitting in the main terminal at one of the metal
phone booths across from one of the many little food
places working on a project on my laptop that I was
supposed to have completed the week before. I was
waiting to pick up a colleague for a business meeting
the next day and had several hours to kill and an
electrical outlet so I was using my time productively.
When I looked up from my laptop for a moment to
compose my thoughts I noticed a pretty young woman
sitting at a booth across from me in a little deli,
one of many eateries at the airport. To my delight she
smiled at me like she thought I was cool.
As I said I am 54, and I'm no great specimen. I
haven't done anything to hurt my body, but then I
haven't gone out of my way to make it exceptional
either. And at 54 if you want to look good you have to
work at it. So I was amazed that this hot looking
young woman seemed to want to hold my gaze.
Then she swung around in her seat to face me. I looked
around thinking that her boyfriend or a family member
was coming to meet her, but there was light foot
traffic on this day and no one was about.
When I turned back to her she was sitting on the edge
of her bench and had her wonderful legs spread wide. I
was looking into a smooth young pussy and the lovely
woman attached to it.
I'm positive that I blushed, and I know that I was
shocked. I'd only had intimate relations with one
woman in my life and to actually be seeing a super
attractive woman flashing me so blatantly was quite an
experience.
Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a shadow and she
closed her legs just in time to let an unsuspecting
family (parents and a daughter and son) pass by.
Once they were gone and an airport employee had passed
by I watched as my beautiful young flasher opened her
legs again. I looked into her eyes and she mine. It
was like an electric charge that passed between us. I
knew in that instant that if I wanted to I could have
her, that she wanted me.
Then my hearty almost stopped when she raised her
blouse and flashed her huge tits at me. They were
marvelous. It appeared that she had an "all-over" tan.
Then she scrunched down in the chair and I was looking
at an inviting pussy as well as two beautiful breasts.
I'd never even imagined a scene like this in my
wildest dreams. Then she pointed at my crotch and I
looked down and saw a lump pushing up the material. I
was surprised to see that I was a hard-on because it
didn't feel like one. But what I had done was become
aroused slowly and had been that way for so long that
it almost felt normal, like it was just a natural
function. Which of course it was.
I looked back up to see her pantomiming that I should
open the fly to my pants. My first thought was "no
way" I almost choked at the thought. Then I saw the
young woman push a finger into herself and slowly push
it in and out while circling a nipple with another
finger. She closed her eyes in obvious pleasure.
It was an amazing sight. In all my life I'd never been
able to get my wife to do anything out of the ordinary
and to see a woman so brazenly display herself and
obviously enjoying experience was such a turn on for
me.
She pulled her finger out of her slit and poked it
between her lips and looked at me as she sucked on her
finger. Then she pointed toward my crotch and
pantomimed again that I should open it.
I was almost like a robot I was so dazed - and so
aroused. I looked both ways and hoped to god that I'd
get away with this as I slowly unzipped the fly to my
pants. I still looked around nervously expecting the
cops to descend on me as I fished around in my pants
for my now "every slimy" dick.
I finally got hold of it and flipped it free of my
underwear so that it popped out into the open. My
heart was in my throat at this point and I was almost
struggling for breath. I was so nervous that I was
amazed that I was still hard, but I was. I was harder
than I think I'd been in 20-years, and it felt good,
so very good.
Then my beautiful playmate spread her legs again and
inserted that finger again. At the same time she
indicated with her other hand that I should jackoff
myself off with an unmistakable "jackoff" motion of
her lovely hand.
I did as she indicated I should do, I gripped my pre-
cum soaked dick and began to slowly jackoff to her
masturbatory motions. It didn't take more than a
minute before I shot a big intense gob of cum in a
high arch that splatted against the screen of my now
discarded computer.
I kept pumping my dick and spurting more cum, making
my hand sticky and so messy that it looked like it was
glazed with frosting. I was a mess, I had cum all over
my fingers, sloppy spots on my pants and an obvious
string of cum slapped across my computer's screen.
I looked up at my playmate and saw her scoot around
still fingering herself furiously. Then I saw a
movement out of the corner of my eye and grabbed my
computer and slammed it down over my still throbbing
dick and looked up just in time to see one of the
cleaning ladies come up to me and look in the booth
where I was sitting.
She had a cleaning cloth in her hand and I said
nothing when he reached in next to me and swiped the
cloth other the countertop in my phone booth whisking
away a big glob of my cum with her wet rag.
I sat there in fear and embarrassment as she looked
down at me and then silently walked away. I knew that
if she had had any experience with men that she'd know
what she'd just seen. And smelled for that matter. The
smell of sperm permeated the whole booth and I wanted
to get out of there before I got caught.
I looked over at the young woman and saw that her head
was thrown back and she was obviously in the throes of
an intense orgasm. I had the fleeting thought that
almost getting caught in a compromising position was
the turn-on that had sent her over the top. I'm not
sure but I think it was.
Then I saw a cop walking my way. It was absolutely
obvious that the airport employee had turned me in,
but I wasn't going to stay around to find out. I
closed my laptop, cum soaked screen and all and hiked
up my zipper sealing in most of the cooling goo from
my recent orgasm and stood up.
My pretty fellow masturbator had fled her table and
was quickly walking away toward the gates. I thought
about following her, but I didn't have a ticket so I
couldn't get through security anyway, and besides how
far did I really think this would go?
I sighed as I walked to the parking garage. The whole
time I was walking through the terminal and standing
in the elevator to reach level 6 and my car, I was
constantly worried about the smell I was emitting. I
smelled so strongly of cum I just knew that everyone
could tell what I'd done.
I finally reached my car and drove home as fast as I
could and took a fast shower and changed my clothes
then headed back to the airport. As I walked toward
the gate area I wondered if the airport employee or
cop would recognize me. I had purposely put on
different colored clothing to help disguise myself.
But the whole time, I was looking for my fair
playmate.
I know that every time I find myself at the Seattle
Airport in the future I'll be looking for that young
woman in the hopes that we'll repeat the adventure.
I'd love to do it again. I really mean it.
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