Thread: White's quick connects (seeking Females)

A Lay over! Content MxF light casual sex risk of getting caught and log term. Adultery even. ScenarioPlot Strangers to each other, a man and a woman put the delay in flight ahead of them to good use. Setting At the airport and then leading to elsewhere Requirements Looking for someone to take on either the M or the F role in this character-driven story about two adults joining for fun adventure. A little brainstorming before getting started would be great. Can be turned into something longer if we're both enjoying it. Other Information While it's a clearly smut-oriented plot, I would love to have a little build-up before getting there . I realize the set-up is really basic with little room for maneuver. Thus, a lot will depend on our characters. Stuck at the airport Scene 1 Gate no. 44 - Phoenix Sky Harbor International Airport The announce was welcomed with some weak protests and muttering by the crowd sitting in close proximity to gate no. 44. The ground hostess, a blonde woman in her forties with a sharp, metallic voice, just informed them that the American Airlines flight to New York had a 4 hour delay due to a technical issue. Of course, the company would apologize for the inconvenient. But there was little else they could do. Robert looked at his watch it was 0430 PM sharp. He sighed, folded the newspaper he was reading in half The New York Times, if you care and decided to go grab some coffee in one of the many cafes the Phoenix Sky Harbor International Airport had to offer. He walked in, ordered a double espresso, paid with his credit card and left it was as simple as that. A couple of seconds later, he was heading back to gate no. 44. He looked at his watch it was 0432 PM. He let off another sigh, slightly more theatrical than the first one, as he moved towards his seat. Except that, while he was away, someone took it. A woman was sitting at his place. Hey, I was there first imagine just how ridiculous that wouldve sounded. Robert smiled and walked away, moving towards an empty one. He sat down, his cup of coffee in his right hand and the folded newspaper resting on his lap. He observed the other passengers sitting nearby a young couple dressed in quite a fashionable way a man with grey hair and a thick beard and the woman who took his seat. He ran his eyes on her silhouette, glancing at her discreetly. There was something intriguing about her looks, no doubts on that. He blew on his coffee and had a sip of it. Robert himself was a man of taste, wearing his long, custom-tailored black wool coat under which one could guess what seemed a claret sweater and blue jeans. He was around 6.1 ft tall. His hair was dark, slightly streaked with grey and well groomed, and created a nice contrast with the light colour of his blue eyes. He was in his early forties, maybe more, and the ring around his finger signalled that he was married. He had the kind of bohemian looks of an artist, or maybe a writer. He took another look at his watch it was now 0435 PM and another sip from his coffee. Then he leaned back, against the seat, his eyes running to the woman in front of him. He observed her from that privileged perspective, rejoicing in the taste of what seemed to be an innocent game of hide and seek. That is, he would lower his eyes anytime she looked at him. Last edited Jun 4, 2019