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I have three long-term friends: ages 69, 50, and 30. We’re all close, traveling, and socializing together. Two of them work together (the 50-year-old and the 30-year-old) and often travel for work. A few weeks ago, I was heading to my summer home with the 69-year-old friend, and the other two asked if we could drop them off at JFK Airport. It was a bit out of our way, but I agreed.
The plan was to pick up all three, drop two at the airport, and then continue to my summer home with the remaining friend.
We dropped them off at JFK Airport, and as we were leaving, my 69-year-old friend said, “Turn off at this exit,” even though we were still inside the airport area. When I asked why, she mentioned she wanted to see something. She asked me to drive around, and though I was confused, I followed her directions.
Soon, we ended up in a cell phone waiting area. She instructed me to park in a less crowded spot and then leaned over to unzip my pants and perform oral sex. I was nervous about potentially explaining our actions to a police officer, but after a few minutes, she cleaned up and we went on with our day.
I asked her what prompted this behavior, and she explained that she had read an article stating that cell phone waiting areas at many airports had become places where women and their partners or friends engaged in quick sexual encounters before departing on work trips.
As she finished her explanation, a nearby Honda truck revealed a young couple exiting from the back seat, adjusting their clothes. My friend excitedly pointed out, “Look at that! That’s what they were doing.”
The drive to my summer home took about an hour and a half, during which she discussed our recent encounter incessantly. She speculated whether the couple had folded their seats or if they had done it on the seats and wondered about their level of intimacy. Her obsession with the situation was palpable.
When we arrived home, she said she needed to use the bathroom while I unloaded our things. After entering the house, she emerged from the bathroom naked and said she was extremely aroused and wanted to have sex immediately. We have a kitchen countertop that’s lower than a table but higher than a standard table. She jumped onto it, and we quickly had sex.
Afterward, she wanted to take a shower in the outdoor bathroom, which we did. Throughout the shower, she continued to describe how excited she was thinking about what we had seen in the parking lot.
Once out of the shower, while I was sitting on the bed and she was drying her hair, she retrieved a vibrator from her bag. She handed it to me and apologized for her heightened arousal. I spent the next thirty minutes pleasuring her with the vibrator. At seventy years old, I need some time between sexual sessions, so she knew I wouldn’t be able to engage in intercourse. I was amazed by her level of excitement. Afterwards, we lay down together for a nap.
She woke up trying to revive my erection, which she managed to do, and we had sex again. I asked her why she was so excited by seeing another couple seemingly having sex, even though we weren’t sure if they were actually having intercourse. She replied that the thrill came from a mix of the possibility of getting caught and seeing the other couple, which made her mind race. She said she had never done anything so bold and that it had been on her mind.
She was still aroused the next day. Having known her for 45 years, I had never seen her so excited.
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