He emerged from the stall, took down the “OUT OF ORDER” sign, and hefted the strap of the tool bag over his shoulder. The restroom was practically...empty as the final flights were arriving and Shawn’s second shift workday neared its end.As the toned five-foot-nine-inch dark-skinned brother washed his hands, a short flight attendant entered. Shawn smiled at the attractive Latino man with flawless olive skin, big brown doe eyes, and spiked black hair. He wore the standard issue Atlantica Airlines. As I was hunting I heard some noises and went to investigate. As I got closer, I could tell that they were of two people having a fun time. I was wearing camo clothing so I could easily sneak up on them but it would not have mattered if I had been wearing flashing lights and bells, the two were totally absorbed in each other. From a distance I could see a woman in a white dress and another person in dark clothing. As I got closer, I noticed that the man was not wearing any clothing and he. She was wearing her usual evening wear for a weekend. A long nightie, which she tends to wear more often than not, and a pair of baby pink knickers. I found watching the TV very difficult with her in front of me, my concentration being constantly broken by her fidgeting and trying to get more comfy. Every time I looked down I was drawn to her bare legs of which I could see more of every time she moved. Eventually her nightie had ridden up so far that I could see the unmistakable outline of. ..God, he was sure of himself. A casual pick-up in the middle of the afternoon, no subtle chatter as you got to know more about each other. You almost stammered your reply - “Yes” then added “please”, agreeing your place in the hierarchy with that single word. “Let’s go to my hotel, just down the street” he said. You both abandoned the coffees, and you followed him out of the restaurant. A hotel, so he wasn’t local, this would be a one-off sex encounter with a dominant guy, who you would.
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