if he could
smell her scent;, she was sure she could. She didn’t have much
experience in these matters and was unsure how to stop something
like this once it started, but she supposed she was about to find
out.
Cassey thought maybe a trip to the front
lavatory was in order and was about to excuse herself when she felt
the cover just above her skirt being adjusted. She looked him
directly in the eyes and he was not smiling now. He had a very
mesmerizing stare that she could not seem to turn away from. As she
was held by his stare she felt warmth on her thigh just below the
now drenched panties and she realized he had placed his hand under
the cover and was moving it very slowly toward her misbehaving
pussy.
She could feel the goose bumps on her skin
popping up and she felt the swelling of her labia as he touched
her. She had never felt like this from the touch of a man. There
had been times when she experimented with herself and she had
gotten some minor orgasmic attention from her body but she felt now
with this man’s fingers so close to the forbidden entrance to her
body that she was going to explode. He continued to stare deeply
into her eyes and move his fingers even closer to her pussy when
she felt one finger gently lift the lacy edge of her bikini’
bottomss and slide underneath. A moan escaped her lips and she
shuddered.
“What, what are you doing?” She she gasped in
a whisper.
“Shush.” ,” He he whispered back.
“I’ve never...” She could not continue.
“I know..., just relax and don’t be afraid.”
Hhe said assuredly. “Trust me;, I know you;, I have searched for
you.” The words didn’t make sense to Cassey but she felt compelled
to listen and to do as instructed.
He rested his finger just over her clit and
twirled it around in the pubic hair on the mound above her slit.
She was no longer able to protest either with voice or body. She
felt her thighs give in to him and relax, moving slightly apart as
though they were inviting him in to her body. He kept his finger
where it was and moved his hand expertly under the coverlet until
he had his entire hand available to explore her.
She could think of nothing she wanted more.
She waited for his next move. He took his thumb and replaced the
finger he had once teased her with and now used it to make tiny
circles over her clit while he eased his middle finger slightly
inside her pussy. She wanted him to force it into her, to push it
in all the way and somehow, without words, he seemed to know this
and he leaned into her face where his breath warmed her skin.,
Tthen in a whisper told her,; “Not now Cassey, you’re not
ready.”
Cassey didn’t understand, at that moment she
didn’t think that she had ever been more ready for anything at any
time in her entire short life. She knew that she wanted this man to
take her right now, on this plane, in mid air, in front of God and
all these unaware witnesses.
Michael continued this tease with Cassey’s
body until the Flight Attendant served their meal, at which time he
withdrew his hand from underneath the coverlet, licked his fingers
while still staring into her eyes and then began to prepared to eat
his meal. Cassey was dumbfounded and her body was still on fire.
All she could think of was what would happen next. She was
horrified at the thought that when the flight was over this man,
Michael, whom she barely knew, would pick up his bags, get into a
car and disappear into a country that she knew nothing about.
She was so consumed with these thoughts that
she could barely eat the beautiful meal being served to her thanks
to the wonderful fist-class gift from her parents. However, she had
no difficulty at all downing the bottle of Riesling that came with
the meal and quickly requesting another.
Throughout the flight they continued to chat
about insignificant things in their lives and tourist interests
about Germany but the undercover play never resumed. Cassey was
more than a little disappointed