Sometimes plane delays can be a good thing
Shady Lady Julie
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Julie sat watching the scenario at the distant table from her position in the corner of the dimly lit airport bar. Her flight was delayed by 12 hours and the check-in gates weren't even open yet so she had found herself a quiet corner to pass the time.
Although she couldn't hear what was going on the body language was obvious, as the balding middle-aged businessman leered and pawed the arm of the young woman sitting there. Even though it was only 10 in the morning the man had started drinking and the woman was clearly uncomfortable and was trying politely to tell the man she wasn't interested but he was persisting. Normally Julie wouldn't become involved in things like this but something in the sweet innocence of the slightly flushed face of the late 20's woman that touched a nerve inside Julie's brain.
Laughing softly to herself Julie stood and put her book into her leather walk-on bag and smoothed out the imaginary creases in her knee-length skirt while running through her plan in her head. Satisfied it would work Julie took out her mobile phone and had a brief conversation before dropping it back in her bag. Then she walked purposefully and quietly across to the couple.
"Oh, there you are Jane!" Julie said to the young woman in a voice that conveyed both concern, but also love at the same time. Before she could speak Julie leant forward and kissed her firmly on the lips, pushing her tongue inside the woman's mouth a little.
To Julie's surprise instead of the reluctance she expected, the woman returned the kiss with passion, pushing her tongue back inside Julie's mouth and running it across the inside of her teeth.
Breaking the kiss Julie turned to the man who was standing there open-mouthed and placing her hands on her hips said in a stern voice, "Are you bothering my girlfriend?"
The man was speechless for a second before blurting out, "You are lesbians?"
"Well, congratulations Sherlock for working that one out," Julie said with a laugh before sitting down next to the still silent girl and turning towards her and holding her hand.
Then Julie looked up at the man and this time her voice was slightly more cold as she said, "You still here? Can't you see we are busy?"
The man walked away grumbling to himself as Julie turned back to the woman and took in her features. She had a pretty face, with bright green eyes that were framed with straight raven black hair that flowed past her shoulders. The dress she had on was smart and fitted her well but perhaps pulled a little around the hips.
"I might be by the way and also my name isn't Jane," said the young woman with a smile.
Chuckling softly Julie said "Well mine is Julie, and I can always call him back over if you want," glancing over her shoulder in the direction of the man who was scouring the bar for his next target.
"Oh my god no," said the woman, "and my name is Megan."
"Well are you?" said Julie fixing the woman with a penetrating gaze from her bright blue eyes.
"Am I what?" said Megan a smile of amusement playing around her lips.
Julie didn't need to ask again as Megan looked Julie over, her eyes feasting on Julie's well-defined body and admiring the condition she was in for a woman just over 40. Julie fluffed up her long wavy chestnut hair in an almost unconscious flirting movement and could feel her nipples harden and her pussy become warm and moist.
"I am," said Megan as her smile turned into a leer, "the question is, are you?"
Laughing softly Julie patted Megan on the knee and said huskily, "That's for me to know and you to find out isn't it?"
"And how exactly will we find it out?" said Megan as she ran her tongue across her lips.
"That depends how much nerve you have," Julie said, as she stood and collected her small suitcase on wheels.
Deciding to take a chance and see what developed Megan followed Julie across the airport and into the connecting hotel foyer. During the walk, neither woman spoke although you could feel the tension building between them as they checked each other out and on the occasions when they brushed against each other it was like an electric shock jumped from skin to skin.
Walking into the hotel foyer Julie spotted a couple checking out. Turning to Megan she whispered, "Wait here a second," and walked to the reception desk next to them.
The young woman blonde woman behind the reception desk smiled at Julie and asked how she could help. Julie asked about the lunch facilities at the hotel and at the same time taking in the name and room number of the couple checking out. Thanking the young woman for her time Julie turned away and in a movement that almost seemed clumsy, she bumped lightly into the couple standing next to her.
"Oh I am sorry," said Julie before carrying on across the foyer to Megan. What no one had seen was that in her stumble Julie had palmed the electronic key card from the reception desk.