Alex and Laurence have just returned from an audit assignment at the Argentinian subsidiary of a pharmaceutical group, in which they are respectively director of the parapharmacy / cosmetics division, and director of development for emerging countries in central marketing.Laurence, 26-30 years old, is a brunette with short hair, tall and slender, and superiorly pretty by all classic standards: small but beautifully curved breasts, dreamy legs, loins and buttocks to die for a saint. .. She knows it, and dresses in such a way as to always particularly highlight this body which appeals to men.Today, for example, she wears a light gray suit over a cream silk bodice, which suggests a push-up bra in silk too, edged with guipure and Calais lace.Alex, barely older than her, has a charming smile, is tall and thin, very intense in the work, and apparently has little interest in the charms of his traveling companion ... Laurence, who was hoping for a little small bonding with Alex during this Argentinian journey, is a little annoyed ... It is hardly if he looked at her other than as a specialist in the marketing of cosmetics, although he is otherwise always of a absolutely exquisite politeness and gallantry ...She is determined to provoke him during the flight home ... It will not be said that she will have spent a whole week without some sensual shivers ... She considers that sex is an imperative necessity for her physical balance and has need to make love at least three or four times a week, an average that she generally holds without difficulty even when traveling ... (at the price it is true of a few hugs without great interest with journalists or clients, or of some feminine adventures which are not his preference but which nevertheless give him pleasure in the softness ...) After having let his mind wander for a few moments on the memory of Julie's lips on her stomach during a memorable sauna in Helsinki last month, Laurence decided on her battle plan ... - Alex, can you take my suitcase down, please? - Of course, he answers, depositing the cabin baggage on Laurence's seat. - I'm going to change to sleep in a more comfortable way, said Laurence, taking out a long cream white wrap skirt, made of a fluid cotton fabric, and which she knows very tight, a woolen sweater with a very tight funnel neck too, peach-colored ... and she drops on Alex's seat, as if out of awkwardness, a pair of black garters and lace briefs of the same color, rolled up together. - Oh, sorry, Laurence said immediately, emitting at the same time a little crystalline laughter, the most sensual she could find ... while catching up with her pretty frills as conspicuously as possible. - No problemAlex apparently didn't flinch, but she's sure she saw a surprised, amused, and interested glint in his eyes. He has a good self-control, but she was on the lookout for this moment, and it did not escape him ... - Well, see you later, she adds She locks herself in the tiny toilet of the plane. Fortunately, she's in an almost empty first class, so it's all clean, fragrant, and she doesn't mind getting naked.She grabs a towel, moistens it and dabs her whole body, slowly ... Then she grabs the bottle of moisturizing lotion (made by her house ...) and massages her breasts, stomach, buttocks, thighs ...The stress of that tense week is still there. It must be evacuated, quickly: his hand lingers more than necessary on her penis which she gently anoints with lotion, rubs gently ... Her fingers penetrate for a small express masturbation, which makes her come quickly, supported by the partition, legs stiff with pleasure, facing the mirror.The tension eased, here she is almost ready for more full-bodied pleasures ... All she has to do is get dressed, which she does sensually, looking at herself in the mirror:She first slowly raises her stay-up stockings to the top of the thighs, and adjusts the wide silicone band well so as not to leave any folds on the nylon of the stockings nor to allow her thighs to reveal a small unsightly bead on the bottom. over elastic garters that are a little tight… Everything must be perfect!Then, Laurence gently puts on the little briefs: the fine lace on the front covers, without really hiding it, her thick brown fleece and her buttocks which flourish under the spider-web, then she adjusts the long flowing skirt. The pretty little sweater completes her casual but sexy woman's outfit, ready for the night on this plane over the Atlantic.A last look in the mirror shows her that her black panties can be seen just right under the cream color of the skirt, drawing a seductive and embossed rounded under the thin tight fabric ... She also prepares the position of the slit of this skirt, which, in the next phase of her calculated provocation, must open in the right place and in the ideal quantity ... - The two of us, Alex ... Laurence sits down in her armchair, on the edge of the bed. aisle, and arranges as planned to let the skirt open wide enough on the right side, that only his neighbor Alex can see ...And as she had expected, Alex's gaze comes to rest on the wide strip of lace at the top of her right bottom and on a little bare skin that appears above, the long triangular slit coming to close just at the bottom. bottom of the panties, of which Alex can only guess a thin line at the beginning of the buttock. - Really very pretty, he said, looking at her leg.She turned her face to him, and they are now looking at each other intently. A slight redness came to their cheeks, they smile at each other ... - You're crazy, I'm not going to be able to sleep with this spectacle in front of my eyes, whispers Alex - I 'm counting on it: and you haven't seen anything yet ... whispers Laurence back.After dinner, Laurence takes her blanket and engages in a little gymnastics carefully calculated to put her dear colleague in all his forms ... She therefore unfolds the blanket, deploys it on her, letting it descend widely on the seat on the aisle, but coming from the right side only to stop at the height of his thigh, visible so far. Then she positions her pillow on the left of her seat, rests her head on it and turns slightly and slowly, so that her body slides under the blanket without pulling it, while holding the pan with her right hand. open of her skirt plastered on the seat.Description a little complicated a ...

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