1. Mile High Experience


    Date: 6/24/2016, Categories: Wife / MILF, Author: singaporesling, Source: LushStories

    It was my last business trip of the year. Hopefully an uneventful flight to Cape Town and a chance to catch up on some much needed sleep. I boarded early, got myself comfortable and ordered a glass of red wine to help me drift off. The plane was a brand new A380 and business class seemed fairly empty, although for some reason I had been assigned one of the twin middle seats rather than my usual single window seat. I closed my eyes for a moment and then heard someone settling in to the seat next to me, at first I was slightly annoyed not to have my privacy but when I opened my eyes any frustration disappeared immediately. I was going to spend the next fourteen hours lying centimeters away from a stunning late thirties Singaporean woman. Sexy and confident she even made the famously hot “Singapore Girl” hostesses look decidedly average. Things were looking up. She reached up to put her Celine handbag into the luggage hold and as she bent forward I could see her small but perfect breasts straining against the tight white cotton of her blouse, her bra was visible but I sensed a hint of nipple pushing against the fabric too. As she slotted her bag in place I saw her passport fall to the floor, she tried to catch it but missed and spun round to retrieve it. As she bent over to pick it up her otherwise modest skirt hitched up and became an instant micro mini, revealing the tops of her jet-black stockings and the telltale clips of her suspenders. I admired the curve of her ass as ...
    her skirt stretched across it; I searched for signs of a panty-line and could see a lacy waistband but no line. Those stockings could only be matched with the sexiest of G-strings. I was already daydreaming as she found her passport and turned round to catch me blatantly admiring her ass. She readjusted her skirt as her eyes caught mine, she had clearly caught me but did not seem annoyed, and she stared at me with confidence and a challenging gleam in her eye. I broke off the contact, embarrassed to have been busted. I buried myself in a magazine as she sat down and made herself comfortable, I was trying hard not to glance across at her but from the side of my eye I could see her stretching and again her breasts strained against her tight blouse, the buttons revealing a modest but sexy cleavage. I wanted to see more but was wary of already having been caught staring, and we hadn’t even taken off yet! I loaded up a movie on the inflight system to give me something to concentrate on as we took off. Once airborne the hostess came to take my drink order, she leaned into me and her silk Kebaya opened to reveal a near-perfect set of tanned brown breasts but my mind was on the woman sat next to me, I hardly noticed. She had reclined her seat to the flat bed and was clearly planning to catch some sleep, she lay on her side facing away from me, I could see from her waist downwards and my eyes were drawn to her pert sculptured ass, both cheeks clearly visibly under the tightness of her ...
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