Chapter 66 :

FREE DRINKS

66. I had an early flight back from Atlanta to Orlando scheduled for departure at 7:10 a.m. I got to the boarding logic gate at 6:45 and there was no one at the counter to ascertain us in. Then I saw the fearful substance on the digital sign above : Flight Delayed. It was a full flight, and the waiting field was crammed full of people. dozen of little child running around, tripping over luggage, screaming and squealing as the parents stared at their cell. I asked the snug individual what the delay was. `` I dunno. Said a twain time of day. ``

This just added insult to injury. The brouhaha with the escorts and Tommy 's shit-fest from the night before still etched in my brain and now this. I ambled to the closest bar. The hotel had provided plenty of umber and a few pastry in the limo drive to the airport. But now, even though it was still very early, I needed something stronger.

The bar was packed even at this early hour. I snatched the last loose stool at the end of the bar. `` What'll it be, mister ? ``

My signature good morning deglutition after chocolate and Kahlúa : `` A Bloody The Virgin, gin, not vodka. ``

As the barman assembled my drink I surveyed the crew. flock of professional person, men, and women, all dressed in business casual attire, huddled over papers and laptops trying to affect one another and ready for their upcoming meetings. side by side to me sat a womanhood in her early 60s. She was nursing what appeared to be a tall Seabreeze. I struck up a conversation.

'' You come here often ? '' I asked facetiously.

She looked at me, quickly assessing that I was n't an ax manslayer or a pervert ( trivial did she sleep together ! ). `` Only on Sundays and alternating Thursdays. At $ 15.00 for a nookie Seabreeze I can only open it as an episodic treat. ``

'' What ? ! Only $ 15.00 ? I pay $ 18.00 where I come from. But half that is the manner of speaking fee. ``

'' pitch fee ? You can have these delivered ? I never knew. I 'll take to look into that. '' She smiled at me with a look inviting more of our lightsome banter.

We both paid attention to our expensive drinking. `` I 'm boater '' as I extended my hand. `` I 'm on my way back menage after a reunion with some college crony. You flying for commercial enterprise or pleasure ? Coming or going ? ``

'' Going back home. I 've been visiting my daughter and grandkids here in Atlanta. Sadly, she 's getting divorced, and we were making plans for her to impress closer to me. ``

'' Oh, that 's unspeakable. I 'm dreary to get word that. I hope everything works out okay, especially for the kids. ``

'' Everyone knew that it would n't solve out. Her husband is a man of employment. A total narcissist, always gaslighting her and is rarely at home. He flaunts his girlfriends in her case and generally makes liveliness unendurable for her. I 'll be glad once she 's secretive and I can spend more than time with the grandkids. ``

We chatted aimlessly and I got the vibe that our cursory brush was n't destined to go much further. Then the announcement echoed through the terminal `` Delta Flight 2204 now boarding, Terminal S. ''

'' That 's my flight of stairs. It 's been a delight talking with you, uh ... Mrs. ... um, I did n't catch your public figure. ``

'' I 'm Barbara. Barbara Cleary. And I 'm on the Lapp flying ! Imagine that. '' We both gathered our thing and scurried to the boarding domain, now comrades in arms.

As we boarded, the flight co-occurrence from the ritz, Claire, was greeting passenger. When she saw me, her face lit up in a orca grinning. `` Good morning, Mr. Sailor ! I hope you enjoy your flight. Sorry for the delay. '' Her evening gown business demeanor gave way to a scintillation in her eye and a brief touch on my arm.

'' trade good good morning, Claire ! You 're looking particularly ravishing today. And, for the platter, my forenoon cocktail is a Bloody Mary, gin, not vodka. ``

'' Duly noted, Mr. Sailor. ``

As I slowly passed through the pile cabin, my eye kept finding one piece of eye candy after another. It was enough to get my pubic region stirring. I found my favored stern in the shoemaker's last row. lots to my surprise, Barbara was seated future to me.

'' Well, is n't this a diagonal of fortune '' I remarked.

'' It certainly is. I 'm guessing that you 're a habitue on this flight of steps. You and the attendant seemed to give birth a connectedness. ``

'' Oh, no substantial connection. It 's just that we were staying at the same hotel in Atlanta and we bumped into each other there, so to speak. ``

As soon as the fix butt belt light went off, the galley behind me became a stir of activity as the flight attendee prepared their beverage go-cart. Suddenly, a Bloody Blessed Virgin appeared on my seat tray, seemingly out of nowhere.

Barbara 's eyes flew wide out-of-doors. `` They have n't even started serving yet and these seats are too small for first class. I 'm impressed. How 'd you dress that ? ``

I smiled at her and took a big sip of my drink. `` Seabreeze, was n't it ? '' Just then the cart wheeled past headed to the front of the plane and Claire was not involved. With solely three accompaniment in the coach cabin, that meant that Claire was still in the galley. I jumped up and found her, busy getting the next cart prepared. She was off to the side near the fuselage, bent over at the shank getting something from a lower cabinet. As we could n't be seen from the cabin, I stepped up behind her, grabbed her hips, and pushed my bulwark against her somewhat ass.

Surprised, she lurched up and whirl around. `` What the ... '' then recognizing me `` ... Oh, it 's you. Thank goodness. '' We embraced and I gave her a soulful kiss. `` Not now, Panama hat ! I 'm busy working, ca n't you see ? ``

'' I just wanted to give thanks you. Not just for the drink. '' I winked at her, and she blushed. `` Any chance my seatmate could get a Seabreeze ? ``

I sat back down and not more than than 15 irregular later Claire produced a Seabreeze for Barbara. Claire eyeballed her, then scowled at me before rushing back to terminate her work.

'' Wow ! Now I 'm really shanghai '' Barbara said between gulps of her drink. `` What 's the deal, Sailor. Do you induce naughty pictures of her or something ? ``

I laughed a hearty laugh. `` No. No photo. But let me share a bit of Wisdom of Solomon and experience with you. A little sex can go a tenacious way with most the great unwashed. ``

We sat in quiet as the pilot burner addressed the passenger on the overhead. We discovered that it was 85° and raining in Orlando. When the beverage handcart got to us, I ordered another round. No money was requested. Claire had seen to that.

When the beverage handcart had been put away, the other two tender began roaming up and down the aisle picking up trash. That left Claire alone in the galley, breaking down the drinkable divine service. I rose to natter the bathroom. Claire 's back was to me, so she did n't notice me as I opened the bathroom room access. I stepped inside leaving the room access assailable. I unzipped and pulled my soft dick through the zipper fly.

'' Pssst, pssst. Claire. Oh, Claire. Like what you see ? '' She looked around furtively, checking on her colleagues. Then she stepped into the can with me and closed the door. We hugged briefly before she sat on the toilet. Her mitt was ardent as it drew my cock into her mouth. The wetness, her lingua and the context made her bobbing head a short inhabit ordeal. I erupted in my number one coming of the day within moments.

'' That was quick '' she complained. `` Better than zip but, I guess, under the circumstance, the best I can hope for. ``

The flight of steps lasted only long enough for one more round of a Bloody Madonna and a Seabreeze magically appearing in front of Barbara and me. When they appeared a storm Barbara said `` I 'm not sure what it is, maybe a foot-long gumshoe, I do n't screw. But you certainly have a way about you. ``

As Barbara and I made our way together through the end I was busy on my telephone ordering an Uber ride. `` It 's been fun having you as a travel companion, Barbara. We 'll have to do it again sometime. For now, though, I need to catch a ride to Titusville where my boat is. ``

'' Titusville ! That 's where I 'm going, too ! head if we ploughshare a drive ? ``

'' Not at all. Anything to extend my time with you. You 're very congenial. Why spoliation a good matter before it 's time ? ``

'' Sometimes getting spoiled is fun '' she said as we piled into the car .