Hosting a transit passenger


    Chapter #1

    This happened very recently.

    I was on the flight home from China and seated beside a single lady with ‘goodie-girl’ looks. I assumed she was a CMM. I was on the aisle seat while she sat in the middle. We did not talk because I was engrossed with the movie on my ipad. She was dozing on and off.

    Midway through the flight, the passenger on the window seat wanted to go to the toilet and both of us have to get up. While we were waiting for that passenger to return to the seat, we remained standing and that was how we started to make small chats. She speaks good English and told me she was making a transit flight to Australia for a free and easy holiday. She is from HK and traveling alone.

    She told me her connecting flight is next day (>12 hours later) and she needed to stay the night at the airport. For budget reasons, she decided not to book a hotel. She assumed Singapore is a safe place and she can simply sleep somewhere in the airport. She has no friends in Singapore to host her.

    Playing the gentleman, I gave her my handphone number and asked her to contact me if she needs help. She politely thanked me and gave me her facebook address to chat on messenger because her phone may be flat soon.

    I added her on Facebook once I touched down and we parted ways. That was almost midnight already.

    I went home, checked her photos on Facebook and found her cute. Then I got ready for bed and thought nothing about it after that.

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    Chapter #2

    I was asleep for not too long and I heard my handphone beep. She messaged me.

    She: Asleep?

    Me: Who is this?

    She: Forget me already? We met on the plane a few hours ago.

    Me: Oh… have you found a place to sleep?

    She: No. Singapore airport is so busy. So many people and I feel weird lying down.

    Me: Ha ha…

    She : I have many hours here. I wish to spend the time experiencing the night life in Singapore. Will you be so kind to play host?

    Me: (In my mind, I was immediately thinking about the meeting I need to attend next morning. Feeling sleepy.) Ehhh… ok. But what do you like to do? Supper? Drinks? Or just drive around?

    She: Anything. I don’t want to waste my hours in the airport and not sleeping.

    To be continued……

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    Chapter #3

    I finally picked her up from airport and drove her to newton hawker centre for some local food. I got to know her much better during supper talk.

    She is a Christian and had only one bf so far. She has been faithful to him for 3 years until she caught him two-timing her. They just broke up and that’s the reason why she is on this holiday. She was hurt. She just wanted to get out to start afresh and rediscover new life out there. She wants to move on.

    We ended supper at about 2am. I was scratching my head where to bring this new found friend. I had no ill intention at all at this time. It was her that suggested the casino. She won’t gamble but just wanted to take a look.

    When I paid the $100 to get in, she was surprised. I explained the rules for locals and she felt bad making me spend the money on her. I took out another $2000 to change into chips and that shocked her. She was on a budget trip and this is a lot of money to her. I smiled.

    We went to the baccarat table and I explained to her how to play the game. I jokingly told her if she brings me luck, half my winnings will be hers. She was ecstatic and made me cross fingers to seal the deal. Oops, I spoke too fast and I couldn’t back out. I never knew what luck she brought me until we started playing.

    The winning tables were very crowded. We were casually touching each other’s elbow and waist as we squeezed into some tables. I can smell her hair and sweet odour.

    Each time I win a bet, she high-five me. As I won more and more, and placed bigger bets, I can see her biting her lips with great nervousness. She was new to such excitement. I didn’t know when it happen but within 20 mins or so, she was already squeezing my hands in anticipation when the croupier deals the cards.

    Then there was one hand I wanted to place my ‘double-up’ bet on Banker. She jerked my hand and asked me to rethink. She thinks I should play smaller but I assured her it’s ok. She then say, if I really want to play this bet, she think I should buy Player. She gave no reasons except that she just felt it’s going to be a Player hand. I listened to her and I switched the bet to Player.

    I won that hand. Her suggestion prevented my loss and she was so excited she hugged me as she jumped up and down briefly. I felt her B cup breasts against my chest. I still did not think about getting sexual with her but i found her very cute. She is a decent girl afterall.

    To cut the long story short, I had won $6,000 after 30 mins of doubling up my bets. And then something happened ……………………

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    Chapter #4

    And then something happened….

    I was placing another big bet and she was nervously holding my arm. When I won, she excitedly jumped and turned around abruptly to hug me. At that same moment, she accidentally knocked the casino waitress serving coffee to another customer beside us. The cup of coffee spilled and stained her blouse very badly.

    A big patch of the coffee mark caused her white blouse to stick to her bra and made it very visible. It was a lacy bra and for the first time that night, I got slightly turned on.

    The waitress passed us some tissues to wipe the stains but it didn’t help. She wasn’t angry with the waitress. After all, it was her abrupt action that knocked the coffee. But she was very embarrassed with her bra being visible. She wanted to clean up properly before catching her next long flight to Australia.

    She: Is there somewhere I can wash up?

    Me: The toilet?

    She: I don’t think so. I need to take off my blouse to wash properly and then dry it. At least 1/3 of my blouse is stained. (She pouted so cutely my heart melted)

    Me: I can only think of the hotel upstairs.

    She: Shall we? Is it expensive?

    Me: Cost is not a problem. We won so much anyway.

    She: Use the money you promised to give me to book the room? I also wish to have a good rest before my long flight.

    Me: (Looked at my watch. It’s almost 4am.) Ok. Let’s go.

    We went to check in with my $8000+ winnings. Of course the room don’t cost so much. But with the winnings, there is no pain booking the room for a few hours stay. By this time, my mind was calculating all the possibilities that may happen later.

    And then I realized something…….

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    Chapter #5

    And then I realized something…….

    I don’t have condoms! I wan’t expecting anything but what if the events unexpectedly unfold so nicely later but I have no condoms?

    Where do I find condoms in MBS at 4am? I also didn’t want to make it so obvious at this time to bring her with me to buy condoms. I had no choice but to check in empty handed. She was also empty handed with no change of clothes.

    We got a nice room overlooking Gardens by the Bay. She was thrilled to see the beautiful garden although most of the lights were turned off already.

    After 5 mins at the balcony, she excused herself to go to the toilet. I made myself comfortable on the bed and flipped the TV channels.

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    Chapter #6

    After 5 mins at the balcony, she excused herself to go to the toilet. I made myself comfortable on the bed and flipped the TV channels.

    After a few minutes, I could hear the sound of water. I imagined she was topless washing her blouse on the basin. After another few minutes, I heard the sound of shower. She was bathing!

    About 30 mins later, in my half sleepy mood, I saw her emerge shyly from the toilet wrapped in a towel. She stood frozen at the toilet door, looking at me, and not knowing what to do. Then she spoke nervously.

    She: Can I trust you?

    Me: Huh?

    She: I mean I didn’t expect to be in a hotel room with someone I met on the plane just a few hours ago. Worse, I am scantily dressed. What happened right now is purely accidental. Please don’t think I am a bad girl?

    Me: Haha, silly girl. I know you are not a bad girl. I am also not a bad man. I will respect you like a gentleman. In fact, I can leave the room now for you to rest properly.

    She: You sure? How do I go to the airport later?

    Me: There are a lot of taxis downstairs.

    She: My luggage is in your car.

    Me: Oh ya, I forgot. You want me to bring them up for you now? (I was hoping she said no)

    She: (thought for a moment) Never mind. You can stay but please don’t bully me? I am trusting you. (She placed both palms together in front of her chest with a pleading look. So sweet looking!)

    Me: I will not.

    Again acting like a gentleman to gain her trust further, I walked to the wardrobe and took out the bathrobe for her to wear.

    Me: Remove your wet towel and wear this before you catch a cold. It covers up more skin and reduces your risk.

    She: (She slaps me shyly on my arm) Don’t tease me ok?! Anyway, thanks. (Gave me a sweet smile and I could tell I have won her trust)

    She went back to the toilet to put on the bathrobe.

    When she returned, she got into the bed beside me and took over the remote control to flip the tv channels. From the corner of my eyes, I turned to look at her and saw something that almost caused me a heart attack.

    Guess what?

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    Chapter #7

    While she was paying attention to the TV, she carelessly forgot to tuck her bath robe properly. The flap in front gapped open and her right breast was in my full view. She did not wear her bra. I guess her bra was stained too. (I checked after I went to the toilet much later to pee)

    I saw her pink nipples so clearly and I was enjoying watching her B cup breast breathing on her chest. She didn’t know I was staring and I was so tempted to pounce on her. I can’t. I still want to play a good host and I didn’t want to hurt a nice lady, unless she was ready for more action.

    I stared until I felt I had enough and turned away before she discovered my sightings.

    She finally found an interesting program to watch and tried to arrange the pillows so she could watch her TV comfortably. I was comfortably lying on my pillow but she needed more pillows to cushion her back. Abruptly and naughtily, she pulled my pillow from under my head without warning.

    She then stuck out her tongue at me and said “Thank you”.

    I acted angry and said “That’s mine!”

    I tried to snatch it back and a little pillow fight started.

    She was giggling so much as we fought I decided to tickle her. She laughed and laughed and I could tell she was enjoying the teasing.

    She was struggling and avoiding my tickles while saying at the same time “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…. Aaahhh…. I’m sorry…..(laugh)… I’m sorry…..!”

    When I finally stopped tickling her, she was already pinned down below me and breathing heavily due to the struggle. I was also breathless. Our faces were inches away from each other. We were breathing together while gazing into each other’s eyes as our laughter subside gradually.

    There was silence for what felt like eternity. She looked really demure and pretty. None of us could deny that by this time, there was a thick air of romance. It would need only a little spark to push both of us into some form of intimacy. I brushed her hair that was covering part of her eyes. She smiled. Her breath was calming down. So was mine.

    And attempting to break the ice, she spoke first.

    She: (speaking softly this time) I’m sorry. You can have your pillow back.

    Me: (still remaining in the same position) No need. If it makes you more comfortable, you can have it. I am a gentleman, remember?

    She was still inches away from me and I can smell her sweet breath as she spoke. My hormones was building up and I guess hers too.

    She has not had any form of intimacy since she broke up. This holiday was meant for her to start a new chapter in life. She told me during supper she was hoping to add more excitement into her life. She just need more courage to venture into new territory. She wasted 3 years being faithful to her ex bf and all her efforts were wasted. She decided to live for herself and tonight could be the start.

    I hope.

    To be continued…………….

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    Chapter #8

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    ah rat

    TS,any pixs of her neh neh & pussy

    Sorry no naked pic. But we took couple casual pics.

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    Chapter #9

    Quote:

    Originally Posted by

    unsung80

    Nice story. U left airport around midnight and pick her up hours later? Happening!

    Yes. Totally didn’t expect it. She called. Not me.

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    Chapter #10

    I don’t know how this work but my points have increased slightly. Thanks to those who up me. Its an encouragement to know you like my writing.

    Will update soon.

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