“Are you afraid of heights?”
“No, it’s just that I’m too swamped with business to be getting away right now.” I stopped and attempted to remove the blindfold.
“You know I love it when you’re feisty, woman. But if you must know—” Tony gently removed the blindfold. I looked around into the dark night. “If you must know, we are getting on my private jet. Have you ever heard of the mile-high club?” Tony smiled that seductive smile that made me cream.
“Yes, I have but—”
“But nothing. Listen, we’re going to see if riding the friendly skies is really all the buzz it’s hyped up to be.”
Tony gave me a delicious kiss that erased all the doubt I had about boarding the plane. As soon as I entered, I was flabbergasted. The inside was so cozy and breathtaking. It was decorated in tan, gold, and cream. There was a wet bar, a curved couch, two recliners, glass walls, a projection screen for movies, plush carpeting, and farther down, a glass door to a playa’s style bedroom fit for a king. I looked at Tony with my mouth hanging wide-open. I was speechless.
What were you thinking by not marrying this man, girl? I wondered again.
“Birthday gift to myself. A better gift would’ve been you accepting my proposal.” Tony’s eyes penetrated me, and a golf ball–size lump formed in my throat.
Once we finished eating dinner, it was showtime. Tony had thought of everything. He even had some naughty attire picked out for me. We lounged in a tub full of hot bubbles that smelled of vanilla and talked about what had been going on in our lives since we’d last seen each other.
“I’ll be in the room waiting. I’m sure you’ll find everything to your liking.” Tony kissed me as he disappeared into the bedroom. I couldn’t believe I was actually on a plane acting as if I were in a hotel!
Why in the hell did I let this one get away? I asked myself for the umpteenth time.
I dried off and rubbed on some of the vanilla-scented body butter. I felt silky smooth and delightful once I finished. I put on the naughty leather bustier French-maid uniform he bought, complete with stilettos and fishnet, thigh-high stockings.
“Start the music!” I yelled. R. Kelly came on immediately.
When I stepped out, the lights in the room had been dimmed. There was a small dancing stage complete with mirrors and a gold pole that wasn’t there before.
I smiled seductively at Tony, then placed my finger in my mouth, sucking on it like I would his dick later. I walked over to the pole and swung around it like a pro. I even did some upside-down flips and twirls that surprised even me!
I came down into a split, did a flip, stood back up like Prince used to do, and went around the pole again. “Make it clap” was an understatement. My ass had a mind of its own as it showed Tony what it could do. The stripping skills I possessed were immaculate. The music continued to play. I turned around and bent over and peeked between my legs to see what Tony was doing.
He was stroking that big anaconda of his and licking his lips, anticipating my next move. R. Kelly was crooning, wanting to know if I was ready, and I was. I worked Tony over some more as the song progressed before revealing my goodies.
With my back to Tony, I started to slowly undress. First I undid the apron and swung it around my head, then threw it to him. He caught it, never taking his eyes off me. The next song to play was Silk’s “Freak Me.”
I shook my hips like a belly dancer, dipping low and sexy before my next big reveal. I slowly slid the French-maid dress down, revealing a sexy thong with a bow on the back. I bent over to tease Tony some more before going down into another sexy split. I rolled onto my back and opened my legs as far as they would go. I pleasured one of my juicy breasts by flicking my tongue across my hard-as-a-rock nipple, then I moved the thong to the side and fingered myself.
The chorus played on with Silk telling me they loved the taste of whip cream. They wanted me to spread it on and not be mean. “Umm, this feels… soooo good! You want some of this pussy, don’t you, baby?” I moaned loudly while finger-fucking myself.
Tony was beside himself with lust. He wanted me so badly I could see it in his eyes. The way he bit down on his lip while stroking himself was such a turn-on.
I tasted my fingers and licked my lips. Tony was about to come onstage and join me.
“Unh-unh, baby, I’m coming to you,” I purred.
“Damn, you’re sexy,” Tony said as he watched me crawl over to the circular bed like a sleek black panther hunting her prey. He lay there stroking that king-size monster I was about to enjoy.
The plane hit a bit of turbulence, startling me. “Oh, shit! The plane, it’s—”
Tony was at ease the entire time and took control. He laid me down on my back. In one swift motion he moved my thong to the side with his teeth. The first long, sensuous lick made me forget all about the turbulence.
“Umm, just as I remembered, sweet and juicy,” Tony commented, then licked some more, savoring my juices. I opened my legs wider, inviting him in to feast on my goodness.
“Aw, yesssss! Ooh, that feels soooo…baby…oooohhhhh!!!!!!!!”
We hit some more turbulence, but with the way Tony kept going at it, you would never have known.
He somehow got my thong, stilettos, and fishnets completely off without interrupting our flow. He sucked my toes one by one as I grasped the sheets. Tony ran his tongue up the length of my leg and dived right back in. “Hmm, yes, umm…you’re so damned good,” Tony moaned between licking and sucking.