"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention, please," The lady on the loudspeaker in the airport said. "Due to the current weather outside, all flights in and out of O'Hare International Airport are delayed for the next twelve hours. We apologize for any inconvenience that this may cause."
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I jumped up from my seat and blurted out, momentarily forgetting that the airport was packed with people. "After I already put my bags through? Now, what in the hell am I supposed to do?"
"I guess you'll have to wait it out like the rest of us," A friendly sounding voice said from behind me. "It could be worse, you know. You could be out there instead of in here."
I turned and looked out through the big row of windows at the snow blizzard and then back at the women. She was a beautiful woman with a friendly smile. She was about 5'9" tall, had long blonde hair and bright blue eyes with a small nose and rather pale looking skin. She was wearing a black skirt suit over a white blouse.
"Paula, a flight attendant," I said, staring at her gold name tag. "You might be used to this but..."
"You never get used to this and I'm not a flight attendant tonight," She replied as she held out her hand. "Tonight I'm just Paula, a stranded traveller just like you."
"It's nice to meet you, Paula. I'm Chrystal," I replied as I shook her hand, immediately swallowing hard as I felt how soft her skin was. "I didn't mean to offend you. I'm just... I've been travelling all day and I'm tired and I need a shower. There's no way I'm getting a cheap hotel around here now and I'm... I'm sorry for being a whiney bitch," I finally said as I looked around me and saw all of the people scattering like flies.
"It's ok, I totally get it," Paula replied. "Maybe I can help you," She added as she grabbed her roller bag and pulled the handle upon it. "Come on, follow me."
A little reluctant at first, but feeling like I had no other option, I finally decided to follow Paula out of the departures area of the airport, back out through security, and down an escalator where we hopped on a cart and were taken on a ten-minute ride to an elevator that led back upstairs to the front desk of the Radisson Hotel.
"Have a seat right here in this little couch," Paula said as she smiled at me. "I'll be right back."
I watched as Paula walked across the lobby of the hotel, wiggling her hips beautifully as she walked. I couldn't help but smile at her. She had nice curvy hips and long sexy legs.
After talking for a few minutes with the lady at the front desk, Paula made her way back across the lobby and grabbed the handle of her bag again.
"Well, let's go," She said as she motioned for me to follow her towards the elevator. "I was lucky to get that room. They're filling up fast."
"I really appreciate your help," I said, adjusting my carry-on bag on my shoulder and stepping into the elevator with Paula, watching as she pulled the frilly bowtie off her neck and stashed it into the pocket of her jacket. Surprisingly, we were the only two in there. "Thank you for this, Miss."
"You don't have to thank me and, I told you, my name is Paula," She responded as she unbuttoned the top button of her blouse and then a second one. "That's much better. I can't wait to get out of these clothes and get into something a little more comfortable."
"Oh... My God," I blurted out. "I just realized... I don't have a change of clothes. All my clothes are on the plane in my bag."
"As it should be," Paula said with a soft giggle. "Don't worry about it. I'm sure there's a robe in the room you can wear."
After we got off the elevator, Paula and I made our way around a corner and down a long hallway until we finally arrived at our room. As soon as we got inside, I gasped loudly as I looked around.
"This room is bigger than my entire dorm room," I said. "But... There's only one bed."
"Beggars can't be choosers," Paula replied. "Besides, it'll be like having a sleepover with your bestie."
"I suppose you're right," I replied, taking a deep breath, thinking about my sleepovers with my best friend, Veronica. If you knew what usually happens during those sleepovers, you wouldn't say that" I thought to myself. I'm gonna go check out the shower," I said instead.
"So, you're a student," Paula said, dragging her bag across the room and setting it down by one of the two large dressers. "What college?"
"I attend UCLA," I replied as I walked out of the bathroom. "Even the shower is freaking huge."
"UCLA, huh. My old stomping grounds," Paula replied as she sat down on the end of the bed and kicked off her shoes. "What are you studying?"
"I'm actually studying to be a doctor," I replied, trying not to stare at Paula as she pulled her blouse out of her skirt and finished unbuttoning it. "I'm hoping to open my own practice someday."
"Well, you're gonna make a very sexy doctor," Paula replied, smiling up into my eyes. "What kind of doctor?"
"Um... I... I want to be a gynecologist like my mom," I replied in a shy sounding voice, trying to figure out if Paula was hitting on me or if she was just being extra nice to me. "There's... There are only two towels in there. Should I call down to the front desk and order some ex..."
"No, that won't be necessary. I actually like to air dry," Paula replied. "Does... Does that bother you? I mean, if it does, I can..."
"No, of course not. You're the reason I'm in this room right now, ok," I told Paula. "If you want to walk around naked, that's up to you. Besides, it's not the first time I've seen a naked woman."
"Ok then. That's good to know," Paula replied as she slowly stood up off the bed. "You can go ahead and shower if you want. I'm gonna check out the weather forecast for tomorrow."
"Ok, thanks," I replied as I grabbed my carry-on bag and headed towards the bathroom. "I won't be long, I promise."
"Take your time," Paula called out. "We're not going anywhere for at least twelve hours, remember."
After turning on the water and setting it to the perfect temperature, I quickly got undressed and stepped inside the shower. After travelling all day, sitting on planes and around airports, or felt like I was standing in under a tropic waterfall. I could've seriously stood there for the next twelve hours but I didn't want to use up all is the hot water and keep Paula waiting so, instead, I quickly lathered up my body, washed and my rinsed my shoulder-length curly red hair, and got out of the shower again as quickly as I could. Still feeling like an idiot for not packing underwear in my carry-on bag, I quickly dried off with a towel before freshening up. Thankfully, I remembered to pack a deodorant stick along with my toothbrush and some toothpaste.
"That felt good," I said as I made my way out of the bathroom and back out into the hotel room. "The shower is free if you..." I stopped dead in my tracks as I turned and saw what Paula was watching on TV. "Checking the weather forecast, huh."
"I... I started to watch it,". Paula started to say but stopped again. "Fuck, Chrystal, you have a sexy body. You know, from what I can see, anyway."
"Um... I was wondering earlier," I shyly said, ripping the towel off my head and allowing my wet hair to fall down on my shoulders, as I slowly sat down at the end of the bed next to her. "Are you hitting on me or are you just, you know, being extra nice to..."
"It could be both," Paula answered me in a soft voice. "I haven't really decided yet," She added.
"I see," I whispered back as I stared into her eyes and exhaled slowly. "Well, in that case, I feel a, you know, a little silly now for thinking about..."
"About what?" Paula asked as a smile slowly spread across her face. "Chrystal..."
"For thinking about how incredibly sexy you are ever since we met in the airport," I nervously answered, swallowing the lump in my throat, before staring down into my laps. "Paula, I'm sorry, I... I shouldn't have said..."
Before I could finish speaking, Paula put her hand on my cheek and turned my head towards her. Almost as though time were standing still, she leaned forwards and gently began kissing my lips. My heart immediately began beating like a drum as I felt her tongue sliding into my mouth.
"God, that was amazing... Freely amazing," I whispered as I broke the kiss and slowly pulled away from her. "But I... I thought you wanted to get a shower."
"Actually, I said I wanted to get out of those clothes," Paula replied as she kissed her way down onto my neck, sending cold shivers up and down my spine. "Right now, I want you."
I began to moan softly as I felt Paula's hand sliding inside of my bathrobe and down over my chest onto my breast. When she gently rubbed the palm of her hand over my nipple, I suddenly gasped loudly and began to fall back onto the bed.
"If you want me to stop, I will," Paula whispered in my ear as she fell down on the bed beside me. "But, I... I can't think of a better way to spend the evening then..."
"Don't stop," I replied, breathing a little harder now. "I'm already soaking wet and, believe me, it's... It's not because of the shower either."
"Wet is good,". Paula said as she untied the belt that kept the robe closed and slowly opened it all the way up. "Fuck, you are wet."
"Oh, my fucking God!" I blurted out loud as I felt her fingers rubbing my pussy. "Oh... Fuck, Paula!"
"Get out of that robe," Paula said as she sat up and then pulled me up into a sitting position. "A body that sexy shouldn't be covered up with anything that ugly."
As I frantically tried to get the robe off, I watched as Paula stood at the end of the bed and slowly pushed her skirt down over her hips, allowing it to drop in the floor at her feet, before kicking it aside. I couldn't help but feel my pussy tingling even more as she finished unbuttoning her blouse and opened it all the way up before taking it off as well. All she was wearing now was a white lace white bra and panties.
"You wear way too many clothes," I said, throwing the bathrobe on the floor and scooting further up on the bed. And just for the record, you have an incredibly sexy body as well."
"Well, thank you," Paula replied. "But you haven't seen it all yet."
I watched as Paula reached behind her and unclipped her bra before slowly letting it fall off her chest and completely down her body onto the floor. She had the most beautiful breasts I'd ever seen in my life. I expected them to drop at least a little when she took off her bra but they didn't. They maintained their position, high on her chest, as she began fondling her nipples and pinching them between her fingers and thumbs to make them hard.
"You have such amazing tits, Paula," I said as I reached down between my legs and began rubbing my pussy. "God, just watching you touch them like that makes me want to cum so..."
"No, don't do that," Paula said, rushing over to the end of the bed and kneeling upon it. "If you're gonna cum it's because I'm gonna make you do it."
"Prove it," I said in a soft seductive voice, almost daring her to do something, only because I didn't want to seem pathetic and actually beg her to do it. "I dare you."
Paula smiled down into my eyes as she spread my legs wide apart and quickly lowered her head and put her face right between my legs. She made me squeal loudly as she licked the full length of my pussy, hard, between my lips like you would like a custard cone. Then she made me moan as she began licking my clit, faster but a little softer, as she began fucking me with her finger.
"Oh, God, Paula," I moaned even louder as I began breathing harder. "Oh, my fucking God, that feels so fucking good!"
Feeling my orgasm starting to build inside of me, I closed my eyes tight as I brought my hands up to my head and began grabbing at my hair. Although I'd been with Veronica in the past, most recently two weeks prior to meeting Paula, I couldn't remember ever being that turned on in my life. Just as my pending orgasm was starting to intensify, Paula stopped fingering and licking my pussy altogether.
"What are you doing?" I asked her, almost panicking, as I opened my eyes and looked up. "Why'd you stop?"
"Because I want to cum too," Paula replied as she slowly crawled up over my body and laid on top of me. "You taste so fucking good, Chrystal, but I... I want to feel my pussy against yours."
"What in the hell is she talking about?" I asked myself as she lowered her lips to mine she began kissing me again. "How is she supposed to... Oh... My... Fucking... God!" I thought to myself as I began moaning loudly between kisses.
Paula positioned her pussy right between my legs and lowered it until it was pressed firmly against mine. Almost immediately, she began thrusting her hips back and forth, almost as though she were fucking me with a cock, rubbing our two pussies together.
"Paula, that's... That's so fucking go..." I started to scream but she kissed me hard again. "MMM! MMM!"
"Not so loud," she whispered as she broke the kiss, still grinding her pussy against mine while breathing just as hard as I was now. "It is... It is fucking good though, isn't it?"
I could feel Paula's pussy getting wetter and hotter as it kept rubbing back and forth against mine. At this rate, I knew it wouldn't be long before my orgasm hit me like a tonne of bricks.
"Slow down, Paula," I gasped between heavy breaths. "Slow down or I'm gonna..."
"Gonna cum... Me too," She grunted as she began moving her hips back and forth even faster now. "Oh, fuck, Chrystal, I'm gonna cum. I wanna cum so fucking. Fuck, cum with me, Chrystal. Fucking cum with..."
"I'm so close, Paula," I announced, feeling the pressure building between my legs. "I'm almost there, Paula. Oh, God, I'm almost fucking... Oh... Fuck, I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna fucking... ARGH!"
My orgasm hit me at the exact same moment as Paula Bergen kissing me again. I guess her orgasm hit her then too because she was moaning and shaking just as loudly and as much as I was, if not harder, as she aggressively stuck her tongue form my throat to keep me from screaming again.
"Oh, fuck," She blurted out after she finally pulled her tongue out if my mouth and stopped kissing me. "Oh, my fucking God, that was... That was the biggest fucking orgasm I... Fuck, Chrystal."
I was breathing so hard, trying to catch my breath, that I literally couldn't speak. I could feel my pussy pounding just as fast as my heart was beating. After she rolled off me and beside me on the bed, I turned my head to see her beautiful chest rising up and down as she too was trying to catch her breath. We both laid perfectly still for at least the next two minutes, smiling, staring into each other's eyes before wither of us could speak.
"That was the most shagging sex I've ever had in my fucking life," I finally confessed to her. "Now what do we do?"
"Well, if you were my husband, I'd probably have you fuck me doggie style or something," She answered me, biting her bottom lip, as she rolled onto her side. "But seeing as you don't have a cock and I left my dildo back in Santa Barbara, I guess I should go and get that shower now."
"Wait a minute," I said, blinking at Paula, realizing what she just said. You're... You're married... To a guy? Where's your wedding ring?"
"I can't wear one, not when I'm working as a flight attendant," She answered. "I'm sorry. I thought I told you that already."
"No, you didn't," I replied, grinning at her, as I started laughing. "I can't believe I didn't pick up on the fact that you're a straight woman."
"Who said anything about being straight?" Paula replied in a deliciously erotic voice. "Maybe my husband just doesn't pick up on the fact that I might be a lesbian," Paula added as she started laughing too now. "So, about that shower... Wanna come and join me and see if it's really as big as you said it is?"
"That depends," I said as I moved in for another kiss. "Only if we can air dry after."
"Well, let's see. We have about eleven hours before we have to be back at the airport," Paula said, rolling over on top of me, licking my lips with the very top of her tongue. "You have yourself a deal. I'll be waiting for you in the shower."
Paula got off me and headed towards the washroom and as I got up to follow her, I couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.
"Getting stranded at O'Hare is the best fucking thing that ever happened to me," I thought to myself. "I hope this fucking snow blizzard never lets up." ,
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