Fingering at Changi Airport Rooftop

Fingering at Changi Airport Rooftop

My two weeks, Singapore business trip was coming to an end, and I can’t tell you how dejected I was. A fortnight had gone by so fast, I hadn’t had enough time to savor all that the glittering Singapore had to offer. I had waited for this trip my entire life. Just a year fresh from graduating in law school, the foreign trip was certainly one of the highest peaks of my life and career. I was with Sarah Hassan, a fellow associate from the law firm, and we had just finished a series of power house meetings and random tour sprees in Singapore. There was an easy chemistry between us, and the trip was for the most part interesting. We had visited popular malls together, toured some of the best places in Singapore, and we were just short of sleeping inside the same hotel room.

Finally, the business trip was coming to an end, and it was time to go back home in Miami. We had just checked in inside terminal two of Asia’s largest airport, Changi, for the 9: 00 pm flight back home. It was 5: 00 pm, and we still had a few more hours to kill inside the fun-filled terminal two of the airport. We were checking out the magnificent buildings of the airport, drinking delicious cocktails, and simply kissing such moments goodbye.

I could never really, pinpoint the exact reason I was so high-strung that day. Maybe it was so because, a good trip was coming to an end, and I hadn’t gotten a chance to have a proper intimate moment with Sarah. We had mostly just hang out together, had coffee and lunch, and sometimes dinner. I knew she had this huge crush on me, and I particularly found her to be at most attractive and funny. I loved her company, but up to now I never realized that I could be interested in getting intimate with her. Right now, there was a strong urge to grab her, and kiss her and tell her how much I had been waiting for this moment. But that was just wishful thinking, I could never even bring myself to gaze into those sexy eyes.

I let that thought drop, and tried to focus on other things. People were streaming inside the terminal, some were lovers, others on business trips just like us. But I tell you, anyone seeing us right then would have thought that we were lovers too. I suggested we play a video game in one of the malls, and she agreed reluctantly. She was kind of bored too that day, and I couldn’t figure out what was going on with her. We were playing modern vampire, but I noticed she was not even following the cues. I started seething silently, thinking maybe her sulking had something to do with me. We don’t have to play this game you know, if you’re not up to it’ I told her matter of fact and walked outside to get some fresh air.  I was in a deep reverie, when I smelled her familiar perfume beside me. She had followed me. Maybe I was wrong, Her sulking had nothing to do with me. I took her hand, and tried to comfort her. I pulled her closer and hugged her tightly trying to reassure her. She was delicate under my firm embrace. I could smell all her familiar scents. We had hugged once before, a friendly bear hug. She then suggested we take a stroll outside.

We walked out the transit hall, along some of the beautiful sculptures, and nature of Changi airport. At this point I had no idea where we were heading to. I let her take the lead, while I admired some of the beautiful gardens. The serene environment outside had changed her mood for the better, she was now holding my hand with an easy smile on her face. I wished to God I knew what was going on inside her mind.


Airport Garden
Photo: Changi Airport Sunflower Garden


We then took, a low gradient stairs onto a rooftop sunflower garden. All the time I never knew such heaven existed. It was around 7:00 pm right now, and the vast, beautiful sunflower garden, the magical neon lights and the panoramic view of the airport was enough to make the moment extremely romantic. We were close by each other now, our bodies touching. Words were just flowing out of their own volition, I didn’t even know what I was saying. Then she turned around and looked me straight in the eye. I tried to say something, but I was completely tongue-tied. Those eyes had never stopped mesmerizing me. I cupped her beautiful face in my hands, and slowly went in for the kiss. Her lips were moist and warm, and she responded well. I felt her tongue slithering through my mouth, probing, searching.. We were now locked up in a passionate kiss. She had started breathing heavily, and that’s when I realized the sulking earlier had everything to do with me.

I broke off the kiss long enough to look into those amazing eyes once more. They had gone soft and vulnerable. They were pleading. She didn’t have to say a word, I knew exactly what I had to do. I slowly kissed her on the neck, her hard pulse sucking in my mouth. I was giving her little munches, on the collar bone, and she was trembling slowly with every bite of my lips. There was an inkling of desire rising through my bloodstream. Five minutes ago, I would have thought we were coming up here for a selfie or something, but now I was convinced we would eventually consummate our silent love, any moment.

Our breathing was heavy, from the tight embrace and kissing. I started feeling on her breasts, cupping them gently between both my hands. I was behind her such, that my loin was pressing against her back. My stiff bulge was now poking her ample derriere. She was wearing a loose blouse, and it was relatively easy to get my hands on her raw boobs. She was not wearing any bra. Sarah’s boobs were a good medium size, small enough not to draw attention to themselves, but big enough to accentuate her curvaceous features, and burn my desire at this moment.

I took her hard nipples between my thumb and index fingers, gently tweaking them, while kissing her neck, and gyrating my midriff against her back. The nipples were hard, and she sighed a different symphony with every pinch, every nudge, and the pressing I applied. Her fuller breasts seemed to have a life of their own. heaving and moving, between my hands.  My hands wandered down to her crotch, through the top of her skirt, and I started feeling her curly hair, teasing a little bit, before I shoved it in gently. She was already moist down there. I unfastened her belt, to let blood flow, then I grazed my fingers, airily on her mound of venus. By now, Sarah was beyond control, she was breathing hard, her pulse coming, hammer and tongs. I dabbled my fingers there, feeling her warm moistness.

Right now I couldn’t care who would have found us in that situation. It was quiet up there in the sweet sunflower garden, with the oblivious people down there hurrying to catch their flights. Sarah was now straddling her legs and inviting me to finger her warm, velvety channel. But first, I needed to make her feel comfortable. I lay her down, now covered by the tall stalks, and the beautiful sunflower heads, magically illuminated by the strobe lights beaming down on us . I could hear the distant taxiing of a hug cargo plane, my head so far away, burrowed deeply, between Sarah’s titties. I had each nipple in my mouth at intervals, while my left hand was gently fingering her. She was now mourning uncontrollably. She unfastened my belt too, and instantly had my massive cock, between her gentle hands. At that moment I couldn’t care, if security discovered us and yanked us out of there. This was my first chance with Sarah Hassan, and Changi Airport’s sunflower garden was just the perfect spot. There couldn’t be any other moment like this. I yanked her lingerie away, now having the full access to confront her naked pussy. I delved in with two, then three fingers. Her, labored breathing, was enough to tell me that she would just die, if I did not enter her then.

The ground beneath was warm, she arched her back, for me to pull the skirt above her waist, then I dropped my own pants, and slowly entered her. Her swift hands frolicking my back, scratching and digging with every thrust. We came together, just as a huge plane was taking off. We clung together for a while, then dressed and stood up and went to catch our own plane, which was due in 20 minutes. That moment with Sarah Hassan was the cherry on top of that successful business trip, and I was so happy at last.


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