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This is the story of perhaps the worst sexual activity I’ve ever been subjected to. But it was also with the hottest girl I’ve ever been with, and in a public place. So despite how awful it was, I still keep this memory active in the spank bank. Although when I replay it for spanking purposes, I make it a lot better.

Here’s the unedited version.

This all happens when I’m traveling on a flight by myself.

I get to the airport late thanks to traffic, and so I miss my flight. The next flight is 8 hours away, so I’m forced to spend the entire day in the airport.

I end up having a few beers and some food in one of the restaurants. Then I check out some magazines in one of the book stores.

It was then that I notice this absolutely gorgeous woman looking in my direction. She has long straight blond hair, with green sunglasses resting on top of her head, and these really big earrings.

I remember very specifically that she had on pink-ish lipstick.

She’s tan, and is wearing a short dress.

This girl is HOT!

When I look at her, she looks away.

Now, I really doubt she was checking me out or anything. I think she was just looking in my direction randomly, but when you have a few drinks in you, anything a girl does is a come on. Also, the alcohol gets you feeling a little cocky, and so even though I never would have been able to talk to a girl like this normally, I walk over and say “Hello”.

She says “Hello” back, and we actually start up a conversation.

We chat for a bit, and it turns out that she is actually supposed to be on my flight, and she missed the plane too!

I think this is the bonding point, because after that it becomes like an instant-date.

We browse the duty free store together, where we try on ridiculous hats and she takes pictures of us doing funny poses. Then we head to the food court, where we grab some bagels and play some cards. I cheat for a bit until she catches me, and then she makes me tell her about my past girlfriends as punishment.

Eventually we find some seats near our gate and while we wait for our plane, we watch all the other travelers and try to guess what everyone’s job and life are like.

It’s at this point that she takes my hand.

So here I am, an average looking schmo, who normally would never even dare talking to a woman this hot, and this Blond Goddess is gently holding my hand and hanging off my every word.

I know I’m in. I know I have to do something. But I have no idea what.

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