I might be dreaming. Three weeks ago, I never would have thought I would be committed to a partner and head over heels for him.

Michael is the sexiest, most erotic man that I’ve ever met. Since meeting him a few months ago, I’ve already made love to him in a swinger’s club, had my first girl/girl experience, and had anal sex for the first time!

Since then, we’ve had beautiful dinners, attended the theater and unique concerts, and taken salsa dancing lessons. I’ve enjoyed every minute with Michael, but…we haven’t had sex since the magical night I gave him my virginal ass. We’ve ‘made out’ like teenagers. We kissed. He’s caressed my breasts, and I’ve stroked his erection through his pants, but no sex! Nothing. 

Since our last erotic night, Michael romanced me, made me feel incredibly beautiful and desirable, and showed me things I’d never thought possible. We just haven’t fucked since.

Sitting in my office, I couldn’t help but daydream about Michael. I wanted him in every way possible. I wanted to explore our sexuality together and push the envelope. I wanted to be his toy, plaything, and sexual muse. Just thinking about it made my pussy wet, and I clenched my thighs together to ease the desire.

Thinking of his full, lush lips licking and kissing all over my body…licking and biting my clit, rimming my ass, made me very wet. My body remembered how incredible his big, hard cock felt in my mouth, my pussy, and my ass, and my pussy throbbed in response.

I was lost in erotic daydreams as my assistant poked her head in the door. “Mia, you have a personal call on line 1,” she closed my door and backed out.

“Hello.”

“Hey baby,” Michael purred. His voice was low, husky, and very sexy. “Whadda you up to?” His accent, not sure if it was Jersey or Long Island, always made me smile.

“Daydreaming about you,” I waited expectantly for his response.

“Mmmm. I love that. I wanna escape with you this weekend. Can you arrange a four-day weekend? I’ll pick you up at your office in an hour?” 

“Um, yeah. I can do a long weekend. What do you want to do? I’ll have to go home and get ready.”  I mentally reviewed everything I needed to do before he picked me up for the evening.

“No, baby. I got you. You need nothing. I’m swinging by your office in an hour. Meet me outside.”  His tone was such that arguing was not an option.

I did no real work in the next fifty-five minutes, which passed slowly. Finally, I said goodnight to my assistant and walked out the door.

Michael’s big black Escalade was parked out front. My stomach excitedly flipped when I saw it, and I couldn’t help but almost run to the truck and throw open the door before John, his driver, could open it for me.

“Hi, John,” I breathlessly greeted the driver as I crawled into the back of the truck.

Michael was sitting there, casually elegant, in his untucked button-down shirt and slacks. He had one ankle crossed on top of his thigh. I couldn't help but notice his designer loafers and lack of socks. I was struck by how sexy his look was.

“Hey, sweet girl,” Michael purred as he extended his hand to help me into the back of the truck. I took his hand, and he pulled me into the seat beside him. I was breathless as he gently grabbed my face in both hands and tenderly kissed me. His tongue traced my bottom lip, which ignited flames in my crotch. I moaned out loud and without constraint.

“I missed you, baby,” Michael purred. His voice was low and hoarse. I don’t think he realized how much it turned me on.

“I’ve missed you too.” I settled into the seat beside him and pressed the side of my body against him. The warmth of his body relaxed me, and I sighed as this simple pleasure washed over me, taking all the work stress with it.

“Where are we going, baby?” I asked him. “I don’t have any of my stuff.”

“I got you. Don’t worry about it.” He looked like a little boy with his impish grin, and any reservations I may have had were instantly washed away. My heart melted as I watched his youthful exuberance at surprising me. God, he’s intoxicating on so many levels.

I was unsure of how long we drove. I was nestled against Michael’s side, relishing in the feeling of him kissing the top of my head and rubbing my shoulder and thigh.

I drifted off to sleep with my head in the crook of Michael’s arm as I felt him kiss my head softly and shake my shoulder.

“Wake up, baby. We’re here.”

My affection for him washed over me as I looked at his excited face. “Where are we, Michael?”

“At the airport, love. Let’s go.” Michael grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the SUV. I noticed that this wasn’t the international airport I was used to. There was a private plane on the tarmac, and John was helping to load six large suitcases into the cargo hold.

“Do…do you have a plane?” I asked Michael incredulously.

“No, baby. It isn’t mine. I chartered it for us,” Michael chuckled.

I couldn’t contain my excitement as Michael grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs to the small jet. A gorgeous, tall redhead with huge, very firm breasts in a low-cut dress greeted us at the door.

“Hello, Sir. Welcome.” She shook Michael’s hand as she greeted him. She turned to me with a broad smile, “Welcome, Miss.” Her warmth and friendliness were lovely.

We walked into the cabin, and the beauty of the plane struck me. It was so different from commercial flights.

“Oh, Michael,” I exclaimed, grabbing and squeezing his hand. “This is beautiful!”

He chuckled and kissed me deeply on the lips. “It’s for you, sweetie,” his voice was low and sexy. “I want this to be the best weekend you’ve ever had.”

We settled into two big leather swivel chairs. The flight attendant brought champagne in crystal glasses and a tray of cheese and strawberries.

She gave Michael a sexy grin as she placed the tray before us. I noticed him wink at her before she walked out of the cabin. Surprisingly, I didn’t feel the rage I usually would after seeing him wink at a beautiful woman. 

We took sips of our champagne and kissed each other deeply. Michael smiled at me and leaned back in his chair. I was conscious of keeping the depth of my feelings to myself, but I wanted to convey my excitement.

“Michael, I’ve never been on a private jet. This is so exciting!”

“This is just the beginning, baby,” Michael cooed as he took a long sip of his champagne.

I smiled at him, took his hand, and buckled into my seat. I was like a kid at Christmas.

We relaxed, side by side, as we listened to the pilot and flight attendant give us the safety speech. Finally, the captain turned off the seat belt sign. We unbuckled our seats and leaned into each other to kiss deeply and deliciously.

“So, where are you taking me?” I questioned him.

“You’ll discover soon enough.” With that statement, he stroked the side of my face with one finger, drawing it down my neck and lower to stroke the curve of my breast. I gazed deeply into his eyes and hoped he knew I was committed to giving all of myself to him.

Instead of words, I moaned my pleasure instead. Michael moaned in response. We were startled when the flight attendant cleared her throat. We looked up and smiled at her as she placed more champagne and an assortment of appetizers on a small table before us. 

“That button will ring the service station in the back if you should need anything else,” she pointed to a red button beside Michael’s seat.

I watched as Michael’s gaze traveled from her face to her luscious cleavage that was clearly on display.

“Thanks,” he said to her and watched her ass as she walked out of the cabin.

I couldn’t help but smile at him with mild amusement and annoyance. “You’re such a dog.”

He leaned back and smiled back at me. “What? I like women.”

Michael took another long sip of his champagne before giving me one of his sexy, dark looks as he cooed, “And so do you, if I remember.”

I blushed and rolled my eyes at him.

Michael stood walked over to stand in front of me. I watched him as he placed his hands on the arms of my chair, leaned down, and lightly brushed his lips on mine.

I tried to kiss him, but he pulled back and slowly shook his head, silently telling me ‘no.’

He leaned back down and slowly traced the outline of my lips with just the tip of his tongue. My breathing quickened, and it felt like his tongue was red hot. The feeling was exquisite, and my body responded instantly. Michael’s hands caressed my breasts over my bra and blouse as he continued his torture on my lips. His finger traced the outline of my hard nipple through my bra, and I pulled away from him, leaning back in the chair to enjoy the feeling of his fingers on my breasts.

“Michael, I want you badly,” I breathlessly told him.

Michael stood up, sat back in his seat, and turned to face me.

“Do you?” his husky voice whispered. “Let’s see how much.”

I looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to touch me.  Instead, he leaned back in his chair and stared darkly at me. “Stand up and undress for me. I want to see your sexy body.”

His words sent electric tingles all over my body, causing my pussy to throb and instantly get wet. I slowly stood up. My gaze never left his handsome face as I slowly unbuttoned my silk blouse. His brown eyes became darker and more intense as he watched.

I turned around and allowed the blouse to fall from my shoulders. As I gyrated my hips, I unzipped my skirt and allowed it to fall to the floor. Standing before Michael, clad only in a nude-colored lace bra and lacy thong panties, I turned to face him.

“Take off the bra, baby,” his voice was hoarse and sexy.

Our eyes locked as I reached behind me to unclasp my bra.

I smiled as I watched Michael’s eyes take in my bare breasts. I cupped both breasts and circled my nipples with my thumb and forefinger, teasing them to stiff peaks. Michael leaned back in his chair. His arousal was evident against his pants.

I slowly moved my hands down my belly to the waistband of my lacy thong. Turning around, I gave Michael a full view of my bare back and lace-covered ass. I slowly gyrated my hips and eased the panties down over my ass and thighs. When the bit of lace fell to the ground, I stepped out of them, widening my stance. I bent down from my waist and heard Michael groan, knowing his eyes were devouring my ass and pussy so wantonly presented to him. I gradually ran my hands down my hips, stopping to squeeze and gently knead my ass to tease him further. I continued running my hands down my legs and grabbed onto my stiletto heels, giving Michael the view I knew excited him most.

“Oh God, Mia,” he groaned. “What are you doing to me?”

I stood and turned to face him. With a sensuous smile, I walked over to the oversized leather recliner across from his chair and sat in it. I threw a leg over one of the arms, moved my ass to the edge of the chair, and slung my other thigh over the other chair's arm. I was now spread eagle for his viewing pleasure. His eyes devoured my body, and I felt incredibly sexy and beautiful.

I lay back slightly in the chair, rubbed my hands all over my breasts, pinched my nipples, and gyrated my hips. With one hand, I continued to play with my breast, tracing a finger down my flat belly to circle my clit. My legs were spread so far; everything was open and visible. 

Michael was entranced as I rubbed my pussy, pulling on my hard clit, and dipping a finger into my wet pussy. I moaned softly as I gave in to the building desire in my body. I began to slowly fuck my hot and very wet pussy with my finger as I rubbed my clit with my other hand. I was so into my feelings that I didn’t notice Michael moving so that he could kneel between my legs. The feeling of his hot tongue on my pussy shook me. I cried out, grabbed the back of his head, and pulled him closer to me as I bucked my hips against his face.

His growl spoke volumes about his desire, and I could no longer muffle my moans. I relished the feeling of his hot tongue lapping up and down around my throbbing clit, briefly dipping into my pussy, and even further down to rim my ass.

I closed my eyes to savor the delicious feeling of his hot mouth on my body. Opening my eyes, I was surprised to see our flight attendant standing by the galley door. Her face registered shock and raw desire as she watched us intently.

Her eyes eventually met mine, and her face turned a beet red. She began to say something, and I stopped her by putting a finger to my mouth, saying, “Shhh.”

I silently motioned for her to come closer. As she walked towards Michael, I dropped my legs down from the arms of the chair and pushed Michael away. Before he noticed the redhead with us, I pushed him back in his seat.

“Mia? Why’d you stop me?” his voice was hoarse and tinged with frustration.

Without saying a word to him, I stood up and walked over, completely naked, to grab the hand of the flight attendant. 

“Join us?” I whispered to her. She smiled and nodded her head. We walked over to where Michael sat, draining his glass of champagne. He was shocked to see me pulling the redhead over, both of us standing before him.

“What’s going on, Mia?” He leaned back in his chair as his eyes danced between the sexy redhead and me.

Without a word, I positioned the woman directly before him as I moved behind her. She was a few inches shorter than I was, making it easy to keep my eyes on Michael.

I caressed her ample breasts through her low-cut dress as I lightly kissed and licked the side of her neck. She sighed, leaned back against my body, and tilted her head back to give me more access to her long, lovely neck.

I quickly gazed at Michael, leaning back in his chair, intently watching us. His cock was rock hard and straining against the fabric of his pants.

Still kissing the redhead’s neck, I unzipped her dress, pulling it from her shoulders and allowing it to fall to the floor. She was gorgeous in a pale green bra, panties and garter belt that enhanced her creamy, pale skin. Her long legs were sheathed in flesh-colored, silky stockings, made shapelier by her stiletto heels. Michael was hungrily taking in her gorgeous body. I could see the wild desire in his eyes.

The redhead grabbed my hand and moved it to her breast. She reached up and around with her other hand to caress my head, pulling me closer to her body.

I gazed over her shoulder to watch as I pulled her big, firm breast from the flimsy lace cup. Her nipple was pale pink, small, and very hard—begging me to circle it with my fingers. She moaned, leaned back against me, and began to grind her ass against me.

I unclasped her bra and pulled it off her body. Her breasts were firm and very large. I could hear Michael’s breathing quicken, and he could barely resist touching his cock. 

As I kissed our lovely redhead’s neck, I whispered what I wanted to do and asked if she was willing. She smiled and pulled me beside her. Positioning her body so Michael could see us both, she caressed my breasts and leaned in to kiss me passionately.

Michael moaned loudly and began to stand. I pulled away from the redhead and gently but firmly pushed him back into his seat. 

“Mia, come on,” Michael growled as he sat back in his chair. I moved behind his chair and wrapped my arms around his neck. I watched as the redhead slowly sashayed over to us. Her large breasts gently bounced and swayed with each step. Michael’s eyes never wavered from the delicious tits coming towards him.

My pulse raced as I watched the redhead lean down to kiss Michael on his full lips. I watched him open his mouth against hers, knowing he was sucking her tongue.

My hands snaked down his chest, and I unbuttoned his shirt. As he continued to kiss the redhead, his hands moved to play with her perky, hard nipples. For good measure, I began to circle and tease his nipples, knowing how that drove him crazy.

Michael groaned against the lips of the redhead. She studiously kept her hands on the arms of the recliner instead of touching him. 

I walked around the recliner and rubbed my hands all over her back, occasionally reaching down to cup her breasts and play with her nipples. Michael leaned back to watch my hands on her tits as she continued to kiss him gently.

I gently tugged on the redhead's arm, thinking I must move this process along. She stood up and smiled at me. I took her hand and guided her to the other recliner. Before she sat down, I pulled her lacy panties down her long, toned legs. She was almost completely shaven, with just the thinnest line of public hair pointing down towards her clit. 

She sat on the edge of the recliner and lay back. I knelt between her legs and spread them as wide as they would go. My body shuddered in anticipation as I looked at her opened sex. The lips of her pussy were so delicate and almost flower-like. Her tiny clit was shyly hiding beneath its hood, begging to be teased out of its shell. 

She took my hand, which was lying on her thigh, and moved it over to her pussy.

I watched her stare at Michael intently as she begged, “Please go down on me!”

My girl/girl experience had been limited, and I was always the submissive one. But hearing her ask me to pleasure her was intoxicating.

I bent over, providing Michael a lovely back view of my ass and spread pussy. I moved the redhead’s legs onto the recliner and pulled her sweet ass to the edge of the chair. It excited me to know that Michael had a glorious view of both of our pussies.

His guttural moan confirmed my suspicion of how much he enjoyed the scenery.  I began kissing the redhead’s sexy thighs at her knees and worked my way up, biting and nibbling her pale flesh. Once at her pussy, I used my thumb to gently tease her sweet little clit. She moaned and pushed her hips up towards my face.

Remembering when Michael did the same to me, I bent as close as I could get to her pussy and blew my hot breath gently across her clit. She jumped in surprise and then relaxed. Her fingers spread her pussy lips apart, popping her tiny clit out of hiding.

I arched my back to raise my ass and wiggled it at Michael. I relished in his moans as I softly licked her little clit. Her moans echoed Michael's, encouraging me to lick and suck her clit into my mouth before flattening my tongue and taking a long lap from the opening of her pussy to her clit. 

“Oh fuck, yes!” the redhead exclaimed as she began gyrating and lifting her hips, rubbing against my mouth. I clamped my hungry mouth on her clit, sucking it deep into it as I slipped a finger into her pussy. It felt so tight, hot, and wet that my pussy throbbed and begged attention.

I noticed Michael undressed behind me as I finger-fuck the luscious redhead. I captured her clit between my teeth and aggressively flicked my tongue across it. I could feel her pussy pulsate around my finger, and I knew she was close.

I looked at her face and saw her intensely and seductively staring at Michael. A quick glance behind me and I knew he was also entranced. 

I started to flick my tongue across her clit as I clamped it between my teeth. I also began fucking her pussy with my finger, curling it against the top of her pelvic bone, ensuring I was hitting her G-spot. 

Her loud grunt and Michael’s deep groan led me to believe that I was on the path to driving them both insane. I intensified both sucking her clit and finger fucking her. Her gyrations against my face quicken, and she grasped the back of my head to ride my face.

I felt Michael drop to his knees behind me and begin to rub the head of his very hard cock against my pussy. Suddenly, I felt the redhead’s clit stiffen and pulsate as her pussy grabbed my hand. She was cumming, and was intensely erotic, especially as I heard Michael exclaim, “Holy fuck, Mia!”

I continued sucking and fingering her sopping-wet pussy until she collapsed in exhaustion. “No. No, Mia. Oh God, please stop,” she laughed and gently pushed my head away.

I pulled away reluctantly and smiled at her. She was positively glowing, and I was proud of myself. I felt Michael rub his hard cock against my ass. Rather than allow him to enter me, I turned around and kissed him passionately as I reached down and stroked his hard cock.

Michael tried to push me to lie down. I knew how much he wanted to bury himself deep in my pussy. I kissed him again before standing up and returning to our redhead. She was casually watching us from the recliner.

I dropped to my knees in front of her and rubbed my hands up and down the sides of her hot little body. She leaned forward and kissed me deeply. I pulled her onto the floor and positioned her in front of Michael.

She grabbed a pillow from the chair and placed it beneath her head. She motioned Michael over to her. The redhead spread her legs wide as she opened her arms to welcome Michael to her sexy body.

Michael glanced at me nervously. I smiled, knowing he was worried about my reaction if he dove in, but his rock-hard cock gave his desire away.

I crawled on my hands and knees over to Michael and gently guided his body on top of our redheaded flight attendant.

She wrapped her sexy arms around him and kissed him deeply. I watched them kiss as I stroked his cock. Michael began to thrust against her, and I knew he wanted to fuck her.

I moved away from him, stood, and moved to stand over the redhead’s face. She looked up and stuck her tongue out, wagging it at me.

Michael stopped humping against her long enough to watch me drop into a squat, lowering my aching pussy to the redhead’s eager mouth.

The redhead grabbed my hips and brought my pussy to her mouth. I moaned as her tongue licked and sucked my hard clit. I looked at Michael. His eyes did not move from the redhead servicing my clit. His desire enhanced my own as I gave myself to the incredible pleasure her tongue brought me.

Before I was ready, my body began to build a mind-blowing orgasm. The redhead felt my orgasm build. She grabbed my hips and thrust her tongue deep into my pussy, pushing me over the edge as waves of hot, raw pleasure flooded my body.

I was breathing hard as I leaned back so as not to fall forward onto the gorgeous, sexy redhead.

“Michael!” I called out to pull him out of the trance he seemed to be in. “Michael. Fuck her now, Michael.”

Michael jumped as if startled. His dark eyes smoldered as he grabbed the redhead’s legs and pushed them up to rest on his shoulders. I enjoyed the rapture on his face as he finally lowered his cock into her wet and waiting pussy. They both moaned in unison and began to move together sensually.

When I was sure my legs would support me after my orgasm, I stood and walked behind Michael. I kissed his neck as he pumped his cock into the redhead. 

I went to lie beside them and watched Michael’s hard cock thrust in and out of her. I was turned on by watching how her pussy stretched to accommodate his thick cock. 

I played with her hard clit as Michael pounded rhythmically in and out of her wet pussy. I was enjoying their moans. Each of their moans caused tingles in my pussy.

Feeling left out, I decided to become more of a participant. I moved behind Michael and took a moment to watch his beautiful cock plunge into her lovely, stretched, wet pussy.

I grabbed the bottle of lube and oiled up the fingers on my hand. I moved behind Michael, kissing, biting, and licking his neck. 

Michael sighed and closed his eyes as he slid his cock in and out of the redhead. I moved my hand to caress his ass before slipping down further and lightly stroking the back of his cock as it pumped in and out of the redhead’s wet pussy. 

I pushed my finger into her soaked pussy, alongside Michael’s cock, causing them to moan. I was unbelievably turned on.

I finger-fucked our redhead in time with Michael’s thrusts for a few minutes before pulling my finger out and quickly slipping it between Michael’s ass cheeks.

He stiffened and stopped thrusting into the redhead.  “Mia! What are you doing?” My finger wiggled until I felt the bud of his ass and started to circle it.

I leaned close to Michael and whispered into his ear, “Relax. Breathe into it. Let go and enjoy.”

He growled in a mixture of excitement and frustration upon hearing his own words spoken back to him.

I slowly pushed my finger into his ass about an inch before he clamped down on my finger and sucked in his breath.

“Baby, let go. Relax,” I purred into his ear. I stopped pushing my finger in further and slowly swirled it around instead. 

Michael relaxed, softly moaned, and resumed slowly thrusting into the redhead. With each of his thrusts, I pushed my finger in a bit further. Finally, when my finger was deeply embedded in his ass, I began thrusting in and out in time with his movements.

I could feel Michael relax as I heard a soft moan escape his lips. I’m unsure who was the most aroused—Michael, the redhead, or me. 

I leaned down and bit the cheek of Michael’s ass, startling him. Then whispering into his ear, “Fuck her, Michael! Hard! Pound your gorgeous cock into that tight, wet pussy.”

Michael let out a guttural growl and began increasing the tempo of his thrusts. The redhead below him moaned and started moving her hips to meet his thrusts, pushing him deeper inside her.

I fucked his ass with my finger, pulling it almost out of him before plunging it back into him in time with his thrusts.

Watching his cock moving in and out of the redhead, seeing her tight pussy stretch to accommodate his massive girth, was an intensely erotic moment. Instinctively, my body started grinding against Michael.

I looked down at the redhead. Her face was flushed, eyes closed, obviously enjoying the feeling of my partner’s cock deep in her belly.

Her breathing became quicker, and she began bucking her hips and grinding against Michael. Her soft moans turned into her exclaiming, “Yes! Oh God, yes!” She threw her head back and let out the sexiest, loudest cry of pure pleasure I’d heard.

Michael began thrusting harder into her, and I knew he was close. I bit down on his shoulder and began plunging my finger as deep into his ass as it would go. I could feel the pulsing of his cock.

“Fuck, Mia!” His growl announced the start of his orgasm. He grabbed the redhead’s legs resting on his shoulder and spread them as wide as they would go. The motion intensified her orgasm, and she moved her hips beneath him.

I could feel Michael’s orgasm build in his body; his ass clenched onto my finger as it pounded into his body. My pussy dripped wet and throbbed excitedly as I watched them move in unison.

Quickly, Michael pulled out of the redhead as his body was racked with waves of a deep and pulsating orgasm and shot his cum all over her gorgeous tits. I was close to cumming just from watching them! She arched her back as his hot cum sprayed over her rock-hard nipples, and she began rubbing the cum into her breasts.

Michael released the redhead’s legs and collapsed onto the floor beside her, kissing her gently.

I stood up, grabbed a towel, and handed it to her before walking to the bathroom to wash up. When I returned, Michael had pulled on his shorts and was sitting on the chair, gulping his scotch.

The redhead was across from him and lasciviously smiled as she watched my naked breasts sway as I walked.

Michael drained his glass before he grabbed my hand and pulled me over. His eyes were dark and moody as he approached me for a kiss.

His hand snaked between my legs, finding my rock-hard clit, slipping into my pussy. As his fingers slid inside, an intense pleasure flowed through my body. “You’re so fucking wet,” he said as he kissed me. “Sit on the chair, Mia, and spread those legs as far as they go.” His tone left no room for argument.

I sat on the edge of the chair and threw my legs over the chair’s arms, presenting him with a wide-open view of my pussy.

His dark eyes raked over my body. I wanted him to touch, lick, anything to tame the burning desire between my legs. “Michael, touch me. Please,” I whined as my hands caressed my breasts.

He motioned with his head for the redhead to join us before leaning back in his chair, smiling as the tall redhead sashayed, still naked, and knelt between my legs.

The redhead locked eyes with me as she slid her hands under my ass and pulled me closer to the edge of the chair. She smiled at me as she lowered her mouth to lick my eager pussy.

She slowly began lapping up and down, from my clit to my ass. Slowly…agonizingly slow. I leaned back in the chair and growled in frustration. I wanted her to bury her face in my pussy and suck my clit roughly into her mouth. I wanted to be bitten, pounded and ravaged.

The redhead ignored me and continued teasing me slowly. Her tongue slowly twirled around my clit, flicking over it occasionally. She was driving me fucking crazy!

I began gyrating my hips, lifting them to encourage her to go harder, faster. No luck. As she gently teased my clit with her tongue, she slowly slid a finger into my pussy.

‘Finally!” I thought to myself, “She’s gonna fuck me now!” 

No. Instead, she curled her finger to stroke my G-spot as her tongue swirled slowly around my clit. It felt like nothing I’d experienced before, but I wanted everything to be harder and faster to throw my body over the edge. 

As the redhead continued her deliberate tease of my clit and her finger slowly stroked my G-spot, my body vibrated with sensation. I was sure I could not cum unless she sped it up.

However, the pulsing vibration of pleasure built and intensified slowly until finally, a mind-blowing, intense, deep orgasm shot through my body and continued rolling until she pulled away. I collapsed back into the chair, trying to catch my breath.

I looked at Michael, who was trying to tuck his hard cock back into his shorts. He motioned for the redhead to come over to him.

She stood and, without wiping her face, which was shiny with my juices, went over to kiss Michael. I watched as he traced her lips with his tongue, tasting me all over her.

Michael patted her ass and kissed her once more. Grabbing her clothes, our redhead sauntered out of the cabin.

Michael and I dressed and sat back in our chairs as the plane began its descent into wherever he was taking me.

Once we landed, Michael pulled me to my feet, and we bid farewell to our redhead, who looked so crisp and professional. We exchanged knowing glances as she thanked us and wished us well.

A black limo was on the tarmac, ready to whisk us away. I happily crawled inside and nestled against Michael.

He tipped my head up to his, and he gently kissed me. 

“You know,” he said, his dark eyes moody and sexy, “Payback is a bitch.”

I snuggled against him. My body started to twitch in anticipation of whatever he had in store for me.

I knew I was ready.