The flight attendant walked right by me. She had to pick something else up and bent right over. Across the aisle was a man in his thirties. We made eye contact, and we simply nodded in acknowledgment. She turned around and smiled at each of us. I turned red, knowing that she knew that I stared at her ass. But god damn, it was an amazing ass. The skirt was so tight I could see her athletic build. I wished I could just bend her over and fuck her now. Sorry. I’ve been horny since my wife left me. When she came back to pick up trash, the man across the aisle handed her a piece of paper. Undoubtedly, it had his number on it.

My name is Neil Dvoracek, and I was sixty-one years old at the time of this story. I was permanently dejected after my divorce nearly twenty years ago. I always wanted to travel. I was always self-conscious about traveling alone. Then I did it. I just did it. I booked a trip to Hawaii at a nice resort.

On the second day, I went to the pool at my hotel, the kind that overlooks the beach. It was nice to stare out into the ocean, but be in more regulated water. But mostly, I didn’t want to deal with the sand again that day. I was sipping on my fruity drink and relaxing when an incredible ass walked right by me and stopped. She just stopped a few feet from my face. She was dilly-dallying on her phone or something. Her bikini disappeared halfway down her ass. She was fit. Tone legs, tanned skin. I’ve never been attracted to a woman’s back before, but holy shit. And of course, that amazing ass, that was somewhat familiar.

“You were on flight 1560, right?” she said, suddenly turning.

I turned red when it became obvious where my eyes were before she turned. But she didn’t flinch. I recognized her. She had hazel eyes and brown hair. The flight attendant with the ass.

“Oh. Yes!” I said, surprised. She’d now caught me twice looking at her posterior. I felt compelled to apologize. “I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to—”

“No worries,” she smiled before I could finish my apology. “I’ve been told it’s hard to look away. Honestly, I’m kind of flattered.”

She sat down next to me, and we chatted for a bit. She introduced herself as Brianna, or Bree. She didn’t give me a last name, understandably. I told her my name. She explained that she planned a few days off, wanting to explore Hawaii for a bit. I could tell she was trying to get a vibe check from me, which is why I was fine giving her my full name. She was going to ask me something. I could feel it.

“There’s this hiking trail I want to do. It’s not hard,” she added at the end, remembering my age. I wasn’t bad for my age. I had a small gut, but I still worked out. I did have a few one-night stands after my divorce. No one younger than forty-five, though. “I just don’t want to do it alone.”

Honestly, I just wanted to relax by the pool. I knew my chances to have sex with this young woman were embarrassingly low, but this could also help with my loneliness, even if it would only be temporary. I agreed, and we decided to meet the next morning in the lobby.

We had dinner together. I learned she had a hospitality degree. She was taking a few years off to travel and save money. I told her about my family. I had a son and a daughter, and a few grandkids. After a few drinks, I was vulnerable and let it be known that my wife cheated on me with her boss, but I took some blame. I didn’t do the things I promised to do. I was complacent and never went for that big promotion. Brianna grabbed my arm and leaned against my shoulder. I wasn’t expecting that.

After dinner, we went our separate ways. We were on different floors. I took a shower, and I was getting ready to shamelessly jerk off, thinking about Bree, but a knock came at my door. I wrapped a towel around my waist and cracked the door open.

Brianna was wearing a bathrobe. She was still in the hallway when she dropped it to the floor, revealing her incredible, naked body. I found out later that the whole hiking thing was a ruse. Before she fucked a guy, she just wanted to know if he would be willing to spend the day with her. She had no issues hiking alone. Apparently that guy in his thirties across the aisle from me on the plane failed that test.

With only a towel on, she had no issues pulling it down and off of me. She knelt right there at the threshold of the door, and took my already hard cock in her mouth. Neither of us had even said a word yet.

Holy fuck… The warmth. Her mouth was very wet. I think she was swishing around saliva in her mouth since she left her room, trying to build a lubricated environment for this blow job. Within seconds, saliva was dripping to the floor. I placed both hands on either side of the door frame. She was just squatting down, sucking my cock with her ass still in the hall. A middle-aged couple walked by. I realized they were probably frozen in the hall for a while, but finally decided they needed to get by. The man was staring at her body. I was kind of surprised his partner didn’t judge him.

“Damn, she’s hot,” the woman said before laughing. She gave me a thumbs up. “Good job, grandpa!” I was a little envious of the younger generation’s outlook on sex. Bree stood, gave the woman a high five, then pushed me inside.

“Jesus Christ, that was hot,” I said.

She grabbed my hand and guided me to the bed. I kept my eyes on that amazing ass of hers. I loved how the crease between her thighs and her ass shifted with each step. The bed was nice and low. I sat down, and she went to town on my cock. She spat on my cock, slobbered all over it, and gave me the dirtiest blow job of my life. There were so many involuntary slurping noises.

“Wait, wait, wait, wait!” I said suddenly. “I don’t want to cum, yet. Here. Get on the bed.”

She didn’t hesitate and hopped on. Her ass was over the edge, and I spread her legs. I took her spot on the floor, kneeling, then I dove in. I'd never enjoyed a clean-shaven woman before. I still don’t know if I would prefer that moving forward, but it was nice to give it a go. My nose planted on her naked pelvis as my tongue fucked her cunt. She moaned with pleasure as I slobbered on her pussy, paying much attention to her cunt. I loved the way her labia looked. I couldn’t believe she had a mostly even tan. Her arms thrashed at her side, then reached and massaged the back of my gray head.

I introduced my fingers, and swapped between fucking her with them and using only my mouth. A few minutes later, her head kicked back. Her hands reached around my neck, and she screamed.

“Oh, my fucking god! Yes! Fuck, yes! Neil! Suck my clit! I’m going to… OH, FUCK! AAARH!”

I sucked on her clit and then licked it vigorously with my tongue. Her body shook, and she squeezed the back of my head. With her back arched and chest lifted, her breasts looked delicious. I slid a hand across her midsection, feeling her beautiful abs.

“Holy fuck!” she gasped. “That was fucking amazing. Congratulations, Neil. You eat pussy better than like seven airline pilots.”

“Seven?” I laughed. Now my mouth had juices all over it. I knew she was only doing this job for about a year. She’d already fucked that many?

She giggled. “Yeah. Out of nine. Ugh! It’s the ones who are super loyal to their wives that I want the most, too.”

“Is it because they are super loyal to their wives that you are ironically attracted to them?”

“Yes!” she laughed. “And it’s always mismatched. It’s so hard to get two of them at a time.”

I was learning so much about this girl. She didn’t seem to care about hiding her sexual history with other partners. I admired her confidence. It made me brave. I knew I would be thinking about her for the rest of my life. “I’m curious. What’s the oldest guy you’ve ever fucked?”

“Sixty-one,” she answered bluntly. “Well, not yet. I was hoping to seal the deal tonight. Before you, fifty-six.”

She helped me up and placed me on the bed. She straddled me, found my cock, then lowered herself onto my cock. Holy…shit…

Her pussy was so exquisite. Absolutely premium. She smiled at me and said, “Mmm… you feel nice.” She lowered herself until all of me was inside of her. “Fuck. That feels so good. Oh…”

Then she started bouncing on the bed, taking my cock with each drop. Fuck! Her body was amazing. She was beautiful. I was pretty attractive back in my day, but I never had a woman as gorgeous as Bree. She had distinctive lines from her ribs to her pelvis. Even as she rode me, her stomach was flat. She didn’t have the largest of breasts, but with her slim and athletic body, they seemed proportionate. I reached for her hips. She moaned at my touch.

As much as I loved looking at her, I wanted physical touch. I pulled her closer, feeling her skin against mine. I stared into her eyes. Our tongues met each other. My arms felt her back. God, she was so slim, but her body was firm.

“I know you really like my ass,” she said after she eventually sat up again. She turned, lifted a leg above my head, and sat in reverse. Somehow, my cock never left her pussy. “Mmm… better?”

I might be repeating myself. But holy fuck! She arched her back. It’s weird little things I’ve never noticed or cared to be attracted to that got me. I loved the crease between her back and the top of her ass that formed when she pushed her ass up. I grabbed her firm but round ass.

I didn’t last much longer after that. I exploded inside of her. She felt my cum and moaned in pleasure. She was genuinely enjoying the feeling of my orgasm.

“God, I love your hot cum! Yes! God, that feels so fucking GOOD!” With the last word, she planted herself deep in me. Another large surge filled her. I'd never had an orgasm that knocked me out. I came damn close. I came so much that some of it was greasing my cock as she continued to fuck me. My dick became sensitive, and I grunted when she continued to stroke my cock with her pussy. Foam of semen formed at the base of my cock and her pussy.

After she gave me a moment to gather myself, she finally dislodged off of my penis. She put her head between my legs and started sucking me again, cleaning up her mess. I saw her lapping and then swallowing my cum. Wow! It was so hot seeing my cum on her tongue. She licked her lips slowly, spreading the cum on her lips. Then she finally cleaned up properly and climbed next to me, letting me embrace her.

After a while, I finally spoke again. “I would love to go hiking with you still.”

“You don’t have to,” Brianna said. “I’ll fuck you again, if that’s what you want.”

“I’m in no pretense of being in love. But if I could, I would spend every waking minute with you here. I’ll never ask for your last name, or your number. And I don’t mind if you fuck other guys during our stay.”

I couldn’t say the last part—the part where I didn’t want to be alone.

We got a knock at the door. A naked Brianna went to the door, looking for her robe in the process. She realized it never made it inside my room. Then she just opened the door. It was the middle-aged couple who walked by.

The husband was a nervous wreck. The wife was the one who talked. “We were wondering how much you cost, and if you would be available in the near future. Or tonight.”

“I’m not… that,” Brianna laughed. “I’m a flight attendant.”

The couple started to apologize, but Brianna put a finger to each of their mouths. She turned to me. Both of their heads started staring at her ass.

“You really don’t mind if I fuck other people while we’re here?” Brianna asked me.

I was so fucking happy, and my grin showed that. She then grabbed each of their hands and pulled them into our room.

She still forgot her robe outside.