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Archive name: seattle.txt (MF, exh, mast, public)
Authors name: Michael (phoenlxarlzona@aol.com)
Story title : Seattle Airport September 27th 2003

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Seattle Airport September 27th 2003
By Michael (phoenlxarlzona@aol.com)

***

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 back to in my old age.

My wife started having problems with sexual intercourse 
when I was 49 and because of her problem I haven't had 
any for the past (almost) five years. At first she 
tried to please me in various ways but when one day I 
woke up with a bent dick from too much irritation from 
our "alternative" sex, that was pretty much the end of 
our efforts in that respect.

Since then I've pretty much recovered and my dick has 
almost straightened out, but we now have no sex life 
whatsoever.

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. And 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 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 precum 
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 mater. 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 throws 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.

[Photo courtesy of my cell phone, thanks Sprint]

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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