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    Let’s Join the Mile High Redux (now complete with ending)

                “She’s beautiful isn’t she?” Tina whispers as she pours the liquid into a glass. As if on cue Bette rises from her seat to stretch her legs. She reaches her arms above her head revealing a sliver of skin just above the waistline of her black slacks.

                “Beautiful… More like fucking hot.” Tina nudges Alice for her comment.

                “Keep it in your pants Alice.”

                “Seriously Tina look at her.” Both women take in the statuesque beauty before them. Bette can feel their eyes on her as she makes a performance of stretching. Alice and Tina continue to ogle her before she turns to face them flashing a million dollar smile and wink.

                “Fuck… that was embarrassing.”

                “Yeah it was. I’m glad it isn’t me that has to bring her that drink.” Alice nods at the champagne glass sitting before them. Tina takes the glass and puts it on the tray taking a moment to compose herself before she makes her way toward the stunning brunette.

                “Here you are Bette. Is there anything else I can get you?” Bette curls her finger to indicate Tina to lean in closer.

                “I was just wondering if you liked what you saw?” Bette’s breath caresses Tina’s ear as she speaks.

                “Um…” Tina couldn’t find the words to respond. “I… Of course.” She finally manages to say as Bette snakes her hand out to caress Tina’s arm.

                “I certainly like what I’ve seen.” Bette quips continuing her journey up Tina’s arm until she reaches to place her hand on Tina’s cheek turning her head slightly before pressing her lips to hers. Tina feels her body respond immediately pressing her lips to meet Bette’s kiss. She suddenly realizes where she is and pulls away.

                “I’m sorry.” She whispers.

                “Nothing to be sorry for Tina.” Bette flashes a smile that makes Tina’s knees weak.

                “Bathroom?’ Tina can hardly believe she’s made the offer that escaped her lips only moments ago.

                “Thought you’d never ask.”

    Bette casually rises from her seat and heads towards the back of the plane. She slides past Alice with a wink before opening the bathroom door. The small space is suddenly full of sexual energy their wetness in the air between them. Without hesitation Bette pulls Tina in for a kiss. Their mouths meet in a power struggle, tongues collide as hands frantically reach for bare skin. Bette glides her hands up Tina’s smooth milky thighs raising her skirt in her gesture. She moves from the outside to the insides of Tina’s thighs until she reaches the thong that is now obstructing her main goal. She slides the thin material to one side.

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    Comments

    1. Welcome back, sorry for the heart break but glad to hear the pieces have mended somewhat. Wow, that was awesome. Can’t wait to see what happens after they land.

    2. I need to go book a first class flight on Virgin America, destination anywhere. Now that’s what I call first class service. Tina, Tina, Tina. Welcome back, denEmat. I hope you have other interesting stories up your sleeve.

    3. um…wow. quite the story. so about those applications….can i email it in or do you only accept fax? i’m not in SF, but i suddenly have the urge to fly;)

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