Catching her Heart

The Flight

Jenny jolts awake and hears her alarm going off. She shuts it off and stretches out on the bed wrapping herself in her sheets for a few more minutes. The silk is cool against her skin and she stirs under the sheet relishing in the feeling. She pictured George's face again, and thought about him being right here beside her.

"Why am I fantasizing about a man in which I've only seen his picture? A man I've never met?" she thought to herself.

A sudden rush of heat went through her body as her p***y throbbed for his mouth to be licking it. She pushed the thought away as she rose from the bed to go bathe and pack for her trip.

She turned the shower on for the water to get nice and steamy. she stripped down and entered the huge walk in shower. The shower had four heads in it, so her body gets water from different directions. Each head had different settings in it to change the pressure and functions. There were two up high on both sides, and two waist high on both sides. She turned the two waist high to the high pressure mode, and felt the hard streams of water hitting her ass and her lower abdomen. Still horny from before, she spread her legs, and propped one on the wall giving the stream direct contact with her swollen s*x. She moaned as the water hit it with warm pressure, and she eased her fingers into her canal with a heated passion. She could feel her slick wetness dripping out as she pumped her fingers harder and deeper inside herself massaging her g-spot. She pressed her breasts against the glass and the cold sent pleasure waves through her erect n*****s. She pumped herself to another orgasm, and moaned through it as she pressed herself against the wall to keep from falling to the ground. Her legs shaking from the orgasm, she felt some of her nerves relax, and she smiled, relishing in her afterglow, and continued to finish her shower. She washed herself with her rose scented body wash, and made sure she shaved every hair off her legs. She wanted to be perfect looking to give the best impression.

After she got out, she began to get ready. She walked into her large closet and started fretting about what to wear. The naughty side of her wanted to wear a corset with garters and crotchless panties to meet this sexy man, but the business side of her decided to settle for a low cut red top, black stilettos and midi skirt.

"This will at least show off some cleavage and a peek at my legs." she said.

She finished packing and took one last look in the mirror. She'd spent a little bit of extra time on her make up, making sure she highlighted her features so they would be noticeable. Her hair down and straight, and a touch of deep red lipstick. She looked sexy and ready for business. Nobody would make a mistake of not knowing she was a boss. She smiled.

"Let's get this show on the road."

Downstairs, Pete was waiting with the limo, and his eyes gouged at the sight of Jenny coming through the doors looking so focused and dressed up.

"Wow, you look very beautiful young lady, shall we?" He held out his hand to help her into the car. She slid in as the driver put her overnight bag in the trunk.

"Thank you Pete. I appreciate you coming with me. We definitely need to focus today to pick the right player to come up. Do you know anything about these guys?"

Pete flips through both folders and studies them quickly.

"Jose is good. He has great stats, and is due to be called up. Hopefully he will showcase some of his skills and he can come back with us. George on the other hand, has a bit of a rough background, but he's definitely a star player in the making. He's highly sought after so we need to bring him up as soon as possible if we choose him. We don't want to risk losing him to another team."

Jenny thinks about the rough background Pete was talking about. "Hmmmm, I wonder what else he's rough with?" Shaking her head and the naughty thoughts away, she felt her nerves heightened.

They arrived at the airport to the private plane reserved for them. She looked solemnly at the plane, and felt sadness. The pain still there from losing her parents, but she picked her head up and ascended the steps to get on. She wouldn't let her fear show.

Inside was a very strikingly handsome male flight attendant. His name badge said Marcus. Tall, dark and blue eyed, she smiled at him enjoying the service and view she was going to have on the one hour flight. His face lit up and he smiled big as he studied her coming into the plane. Her eyes brightened as he approached her. "Hello ma'am, please take your seat wherever you'd like, I will bring some charcuterie, and something refreshing to drink. What would you like?"

"Mimosa is fine please, with your finest champagne." Jenny says. The attendant turns and walks away, and she can't help but notice how snug his pants were around his ass. She though about how it would feel if she was grabbing it. She blushes as he turns around and catches her, quickly asking Pete what he'd like to drink.

"Whiskey on the rocks please" Pete replies.

Pete looks at Jenny blushing, and says "Hmmmm, eyeing that one aren't you? Marcus is one of the best in the business, and his services are in high demand on private planes."

She wondered what kind of services Marcus provided, but settled into her seat, gazing out the window waiting for the flight to leave. Marcus returns with the snacks and drinks, smiles at them, and leaves them for privacy.

Pete downs his whiskey, and says "I'm going to nap until we land. Please make yourself at home, wake me if you need anything."

"I'll be fine, don't worry, I'm just going to do some work on my computer, and keep busy." She says.

Thirty minutes in, she tires from reading emails and running numbers on things from the financial department. She gets up from her seat to use the restroom. After 3 mimosas, she was feeling slightly tipsy, and much more relaxed. As she went to the bathroom, she bumps into Marcus coming to check on her.

"Excuse me, I'm so sorry ma'am, is there anything else I can get for you?"

She looks into his eyes, down at his plump juicy lips, and decides she needed to taste them. He lustfully looks at her and they both feel the fire between them. She grabs Marcus by his tie, and pulls him into the bathroom with her, closing the door and locking it, their lips crash together as he wraps his arms around her, grabs her by the ass and lifts her onto the vanity. They explore each other's mouth with their tongues, breathing heavy and she wraps her legs around his waist. She can feel his bulging c**k getting hard, and he presses it between her legs. She gasps, wide eyed at the girth and length she feels. She pulls her head back guiding Marcus to her neck and he licks her sensitive spot below her ear and trails small kisses down her chest. She grabs him by the hair pressing him towards her breasts. He puts his hand inside her shirt grabbing her firm tit with a hard squeeze, rubbing her n****e into a perky nub. She chokes back a moan as he leans down and takes her n****e in his mouth. He sucks it until its red and swollen then he moves to the other. He takes it in his mouth with a ferocity, squeezing hard, and nibbling on her n****e with his teeth. The feeling is overwhelming. Looking down at him as he has his face between her breasts, feeling jolts of pleasure running through her, she groans when he presses his c**k harder against her wet s*x. He looks at her and with a breathy whisper says "Can my c**k feel your wet p***y?" She looks into his eyes. She didn't answer. Breathing heavy, she leans her head back against the mirror as she feels all the sensations going through her body, and the alcohol making her inhibitions disappear. She bites her lip, looking at him, then shakes her head no.

His fingers slide up her thighs and slowly start to push her wet, lacy thong to the side. He takes his finger and slides it between her wet folds as a deep moan escapes her lips. Staring lustfully into each other's eyes he says "I'm going to f**k you hard with my fingers then, and you can't make a sound."

She felt a gush of wetness and her p***y was dripping with warm liquid. "Oh my God the dirty talk is so hot!" she thought to herself.

He covered her mouth and as he was staring into her eyes, he shoves his fingers deep into her. Her eyes rolled back, and he plunged them in and out, as she moaned against his hand. He massaged her sweet spot inside her, rubbing her c**t with his thumb, pressing it harder and then pulled his fingers out, uncovered her mouth and dominantly said "Suck your juice off of me."

She took his fingers in her mouth and sucked her sweet nectar, as he dropped to his knees and started kissing up her thighs. He parted her legs and licked her dripping s*x. She let out a moan as he found her nub and flicked it with his tongue. He gripped it gently in his teeth and nibbled on it causing her orgasm to build. She grabbed his hair and pressed his face in deeper, aching for his tongue to go inside her. He thrust it in, lapping her juices hungrily as she started to orgasm. Her thighs started shaking as she let go and came on his face. Her muscles pulsing as she released and pure pleasure shot through her. She grabbed her erect n*****s and squeezed them in ecstasy. "Ahh ah ah, oh my God!" she moaned. The gush of liquid was enough to leave a pool on the counter.

She looked down at Marcus as he cleaned her up with his tongue. He smiled at her and said "Next time I want to bend you over and f**k you hard. I wanna feel your tightness around my cock." Then he kissed her softly, as she was straightening her hair, he straightened his tie and said with his professional tone "Will that be all ma'am?"

She cleared her throat and said "Yes Marcus, you have delivered superior service, I'd like one more Mimosa before we land please."

"Of course ma'am, I'll bring it to you" he says with a wink.

Jenny gave a small smile and thought, "Wow, full service staff, I should use the private jet more often!"

Jenny left the bathroom, on her way to her seat and saw that luckily Pete was still napping. She blushed imagining if Pete knew what she'd done in the bathroom, what he'd think. She sighed and sat down as Marcus brought her another Mimosa and a sly grin. She smiled, knowing his face was between her legs just minutes before, their dirty little secret.

Just then an announcement came on that they were landing in 10 minutes. Her nerves heightened again knowing she was about to see George, and as much as she didn't want to admit it, she was excited to see the face of this handsome man...

Another face she fantasized about between her legs...