June 6, 2012
My wife has been working very hard lately and she asked if she could take a little solo vacation to Vegas. She has always wanted to check out some burlesque shows and strip clubs. Yes, I have a pretty awesome wife. Of course, I said “go for it, you deserve a week off.” She left today and below is the text exchange I received from O’Hare airport (she had a 3 hour layover):
Me: You there (O’Hare) yet?
Wife: Busy with my new friend
Me: Oh really? Do tell.
Wife: Military guy I sat on the plane with. He’s in the bathroom. Know any quiet spots in the airport? He’s shipping out.
Me: Hmmm… I don’t know. You might ask a TSA agent.
There was about an hour with no texts. I knew she would be in for a long travel day so I texted:
Me: Be sure to eat something, it is a long flight.
Wife: Oh, I did!
Me: Prove it!
Then my phone rang and she filled in the rest of the story. She told me that they had struck up a nice conversation on the flight into O’Hare. My wife is one of those people that are a magnet for conversation. She is so nice and approachable that men and women alike are drawn to her. Not to mention that she looks ten years younger than her 40 years and has a spectacular figure. She said that the conversation naturally led to relationships. Then they talked about their craziest experiences.
Once they landed in O’Hare they grabbed some coffee and continued to talk. She told him that she had many ‘friends with benefits’ (which is true). She said that he was amazed when she told him that she has offered herself to some men and they were either too scared or crazy to accept her offer to give them a little ‘present’ (as she likes to call it). He just shook his head in disbelief that anyone would turn down such and offer. Well, it was now his turn to face the same question when she came straight out and asked him “would you like a little going away present before you deploy?” She said that he couldn’t say ‘yes’ fast enough.
They continued to walk around the terminal, looking for a quiet little corner, but it was very crowded. They finally made their way down to the very end of the concourse G – the lower level. If you are ever in O’Hare then you should check it out. Again, they were disappointed to find people everywhere, but then they noticed an elevator back up to the main level. They went into the elevator and she said he was on her like a flash. Feeling her breasts through her shirt and moving his hand up and under her skirt, all the while his tongue was exploring her willing mouth. She told me that she reacted by instinct and reached out to grab his rock hard cock through his uniform.
Unfortunately, she said that when she entered the elevator she had actually hit the main floor button, so their ride up one floor was all too short. They just had enough time to straighten themselves as the doors opened to the main floor of the concourse. They continued to walk through the concourse looking for a secluded spot when they happened upon another elevator. She said they looked at each other and just smiled. As they entered the second elevator, he told her not to push any buttons and she obeyed. They had several minutes of making out – hands and tongues exploring everywhere possible. She told me that he reached under her shirt to feel her 34C breasts and under her skirt again to insert a finger, telling her how wet she was and that they needed to find a better spot to play. She readily agreed!
He suggested that they go back to the lower level of G concourse and perhaps the men’s room would be empty. As luck would have it two circumstances were in their favor – a flight had just departed and the bathroom was deserted, so he led her by the hand to the handicap stall at the end. As they entered the stall, she immediately dropped to her knees to release her prize. As she was telling me this on the phone, she suddenly laughed since she didn’t know that Army uniforms were button fly and she said it was a real challenge getting to her prize. He had to give her a hand and to her delight, and surprise, she found that he was not wearing any underwear, so his cock suddenly spilled out right into her open mouth.
As she devoured his cock, he would lift her up from time to time to lift up her shirt and suck on her breasts and insert a finger under her panties. She told me that it was at these times that she was most vulnerable, since he would whisper into her ear “you are so wet, I want to fuck the shit out of you.” She said that she almost gave in but he did not have a condom and she had not planned on getting any condoms until she landed in Vegas. So, she politely told him ‘no’, and being a gentleman he asked if he could cum in her mouth then. Her reply was “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” so she again fell to her knees and took him deep into her mouth until he was ready to explode. She told me that he came a lot and she swallowed every drop – like a good little hotwife.
Our phone conversation came to an end since she was still in a very crowded terminal, but our texting continued:
Me: VERY proud of you!! Did he know you were married?
Wife: I was very bad and no I didn’t want to go there.
Me: So did you take your ring off?
Wife: Yes, just have the engagement ring on. He asked if I was engaged but I said no. He dropped it.
Me: Tell me more. What was his cock like?
Wife: Big cock. Big head. Told me he liked it when I said cum in my mouth.
Me: Who wouldn’t like to hear that?
Me: Highlight your favorite images.
Wife: Sloppy stolen kisses in the elevator.
Wife: No underwear.
Wife: Went down my shirt to play with my tits.
Wife: Swallowing all of his cum, and believe me there was a lot of cum! lol
Wife: He promised to fuck the shit out of me.
Wife: I don’t think he expected to get lucky.
Wife: Bathroom at airport is a first for me.
Me: No kidding!
Wife: I feel good knowing I gave him jack off material for Afghanistan.
Wife: I gave him a hug goodbye and sent him on his way.
Wife: Hope it’s ok, I gave him my email.
Me: Of course.
Wife: I don’t think he will write to me though.
Me: Want to bet?
What is blowing my mind is that this is only day 1 of her vacation. She is going to keep a journal of her adventures, so stay tuned…I’m sure this story has several more chapters as the week progresses.
I have included a pic of what her military friend would have seen as he reached down her shirt, and it is only fair that you get to see too. Unfortunately, they did not take pics within the bathroom stall, but she did take a pic of her friend afterwards as a memento of their liaison. You should see the grin on that man’s face!
Submitted by: Dandpita, Wisconsin